Rebirth of a Fierce Husband and Fierce Wife: The Poisonous Girl Defends the Heavens

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Chapter 92: Sowing discord (1)

Jian Qingyu couldn't help but smile bitterly, endless bitterness welled up in her heart, her face was bleak, "A man's heart is the most unreliable, silly sister."

When Jian Qingyun heard this, she temporarily suppressed the thought and became worried for her sister, "Sister, do you miss Brother Ling? Doesn't he have a letter for you?"

My sister also had a hard life. She finally found a good marriage, but...

Jian Qingyu felt as if he had eaten several kilograms of coptis. He was feeling bitter from head to toe, and his mouth was full of bitterness. "He hates me so much. How could he write to me? I heard that he sent a lot of good things to that damn girl."

She vaguely regretted it. Is the marriage that she had worked so hard to win really worth it?

Will you be happy if you marry like this? No, it's not even a marriage. Thinking about my mother's fate, I feel cold in my heart. No matter how favored the concubine is, it will never be as good as the main wife. What's more, she lost her before she even entered the house.

Do you want to be a lonely and lonely living dead for decades if you become a pampered person?

No, no, there was a hint of coldness in her heart. How could she be so content with her beauty as a flower? She must become the envy of everyone, not just women in the world.

"Damn it." Jian Qingyun kicked the table hard, and the tea set on the table kept shaking. "Sister, maybe it's not a bad thing for the new lady to come in."

The sisters were so unlucky, but Jian Qingxue was very beautiful. She was pampered by the old lady, her father looked up to her, and all the servants ran over to show their courtesy.

Jian Qingyu was startled, "How do you say this?"

Jian Qingyun leaned over and whispered a few words. Jian Qingyu raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth. The two looked at each other, with thick malice flowing in their eyes.

At noon, the sun was shining in the sky, Yilan Courtyard was quiet, Bi Tong was guarding the door of the inner room with her work, and no one else knew where they had gone.

Jian Qingyu walked in with the maid, "Where is sister Qingxue? I came to talk to her."

Bi Tong glanced at her warily, stood up and bowed hastily, "My young lady is taking a nap, the eldest lady should come back another day."

The weasel pays New Year greetings to the rooster, showing uneasy kindness.

Her manners were not bad, but the wariness in her bones made Jian Qingyu very angry, but she still forced a smile and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll wait for her to get up."

She sat next to Bi Tong and talked to herself, asking about her life experience, family, etc. with concern.

Bi Tong couldn't help but frowned. She didn't want to see her. Everyone else was taking a break, so why was she running around? People who are about to get married, why should they hang out if they don't embroider wedding dresses in the house to cultivate their mind and character?

Alas, it seems that those two old ladies were bribed by her with money and allowed her to do whatever she wanted.

Seeing that she was not enthusiastic, Jian Qingyu couldn't help but feel annoyed at the servant, who didn't know how to praise her. "Bitong, your embroidery work is really good. Help me embroider a coat someday. If I'm satisfied, I'll definitely give you a big reward."

With her methods, I don't believe she can't conquer this slave.

If there was an informant around Jian Qingxue, many things would be easier to handle.

Bi Tong responded lukewarmly, "I don't dare. This slave is far inferior to the eldest lady's craftsmanship, nor can I compare to the sisters in your courtyard."

Who knows what she is planning? The eldest lady is quite smart, ruthless and unscrupulous. She dares to use any cheap tricks. We have to guard against this kind of person.

When one plan failed, another one came up. Jian Qingyu was very angry, but she said with a smile on her face, "You are not young anymore, it's time to find a good marriage. Aunt Zhang's son in my courtyard is from the outer courtyard.

The steward is young but very capable. In a few years, the position of steward will definitely be his..."

The maid's biggest wish is to have a good man who can control her weakness. I don't believe she can't control her.