Without practicing the Hehuan skill, the crazy leader has infinite charm

After a long while, he finally spoke, his tone grim, "Are you blaming me for ignoring you by making such a scene today? Huh?"

This "hmm" made Yao Jia feel creepy and cold all over.

How could this person think like this? She really wanted to give him freedom, and God can bear witness to that!

"I don't!"

In her previous life, Yao Jia blamed him for neglecting her, so she tried desperately to find different men to satisfy her vanity and show her charm. But in her new life, she felt that she was too childish at that time.

She reached out and pushed Nangong Xiulan, but his body was like a mountain and could not be moved at all. Yao Jia simply gave up and said, "I am sincerely thinking about you. The Nangong family has bound you for so many years. My family owes you. You ignored me before, and I just thought you were frigid...abstinence. From now on, you should think about your own affairs and stop controlling me all day long. I am a waste. No matter how you control me, I will never improve."

Nangong Xiu Lan still stared at Yao Jia expressionlessly, as if he was looking at a stranger.

It was hard to tell what he was thinking.

Yao Jia felt a little guilty at that look, "Nangong Xiulan, say something! Are you mute?"

The legs began to kick wildly.

"Don't move!"

again!

Yao Jia felt a little aggrieved by his yelling, "Nangong Xiulan, you are mean to me again!"

"I don't!"

"You have!"

The two stared at each other.

Just as the two were in a stalemate, the door creaked open and a beam of bright light shone in, attracting the attention of both of them.

Yao Jia looked in the direction of the light and saw that it was Lin Jiang.

"Sir! Zheng Jun wants you to come over.

After saying this, Lin Jiang felt something was wrong again. He glanced at Nangong Xiu Lan who was still pressing on Yao Jia, and immediately understood.

"Uh... that, sir, please hurry up."

After saying that, he immediately stepped out and closed the door again.

Seeing Lin Jiang leave, Yao Jia didn't care about anything else and urged, "Nangong Xiulan, get up quickly..."

"I can't get up!"

The two were very close to each other, and Nangong Xiu Lan's breath was all over Yao Jia's face, which made her feel itchy. His voice was low and hoarse, and it sounded in her ears, like a gust of wind gently scratching her heart, making her feel itchy to the core.

Yao Jia didn't know that he could be such a scoundrel at times. She closed her eyes and suppressed the strangeness in her heart, "Father Lin is looking for you, why don't you go?"

Now Nangong Xiu Lan had no choice but to get up and go out.

Yao Jia was lying on the bed. He had not had a good rest the whole night. As soon as he touched the bed, he fell asleep unknowingly.

I don’t know how long it was before I was awakened by a burst of crying.

He opened his eyes with great displeasure and looked at the culprit who disturbed his sweet dream.

"Lin Jiang, why are you crying?"

"Young Pavilion Master, go and save the young master quickly. If you don't go, the young master will be beaten to death by Zheng Jun."

Yao Jia turned over and faced the inside of the bed, "Don't lie to me, Father Lin is always on his side, how could he possibly hit him?"

"It's true. The cane has been sent to the ancestral hall. I came to see you because I saw you took off your shirt."

Yao Jia sat up in shock, thought for a moment, and lay down again, "I won't go!"

What a joke. Normally she is the one who gets beaten, but things have changed and now it is Nangong Xiu Lan's turn to be whipped.

Yao Jia was so happy that she even crossed her legs and started swaying.

This made Lin Jiang very anxious, and he said earnestly: "Young Pavilion Master, a husband and wife are bound by a hundred days of grace. After all, the young master is still your husband in name. Please be kind and save him, Young Pavilion Master..."

Yao Jia was determined, "I won't go!" She raised her head and looked at Lin Jiang, "Lin Jiang, I've never seen you so distressed when I was beaten. There were several times when you handed me the ruler. Have you forgotten that?"

Lin Jiang was speechless for a moment, "...That's different!"

How can it be the same? The young master was punished for not making progress, causing trouble for no reason, and hanging around in brothels, but this young master...

"Young Master, the reason why the young master was beaten this time was because of you. You kept a mistress outside without telling the young master. This morning, when Lord Jiang from the Ministry of Justice came over, Zheng Jun found out that you had been keeping that man for two years, so he called the young master over to question him."

Yao Jia smiled, "Since it was my fault, why didn't Father Lin punish me and beat him?"

Lin Jiang was a little embarrassed. The young master didn't let him say it, but for the safety of the young master, he had to say it, "Originally, Zheng Jun wanted to punish you, but the young master said that he is your teacher and your husband, and your fault is his fault. He didn't teach you..."

"It's so eventful!"

Before he could finish his words, Yao Jia had already run out.

Yao Jia walked through the corridor and came to the ancestral hall. She could hear Uncle Lin's angry scolding from afar.

"Nangong Xiulan! Are you trying to piss me off to death?!"

Yao Jia walked closer slowly and saw Lin Congmo whipping Nangong Xiu Lan's back with a rattan stick. His white inner garment was already stained with blood and red flesh could be vaguely seen.

Yao Jia didn't dare to watch any further and shouted, "Daddy Lin, stop hitting me!"

This cry made everyone look at her.

Yao Jia looked away unnaturally.

"What are you here for?"

Yao Jia didn't dare to look at the wound on her back, "Um... I'm here to admit my mistake."

"What's wrong?"

"I shouldn't have kept a young prostitute..."

"anything else?"

Seeing that Lin Congmo was not giving in, Yao Jia became anxious, "Also, I shouldn't have quarreled with Nangong Xiulan!"

"anything else?"

Yao Jia couldn't think of anything else she had done wrong, "No more..."

"You left your good husband at home and went out to make trouble, and even dared to talk about divorce! You are simply lawless! From now on, your monthly salary will be controlled within fifty taels. When you make more money, you can return to the original expenses! If you continue to talk about divorce, you will not get the fifty taels!"

"what?!"

Yao Jia was struck by lightning, she regretted it so much! She shouldn't be here, she should be sleeping soundly on the bed!!! Let Lin Congmo beat Nangong Xiulan to death, so that they can both be free.

However, Yao Jia did not feel sad for long, as she remembered that she had a lot of private money hidden in her dressing box.

Lin Congmo directly ignored Yao Jia and handed the cane to the housekeeper. He had originally wanted to put on a show for Yao Jia to see. Now that she was here, it proved that he still had Nangong Xiu Lan in his heart. He had to go all out in the show. He had really hit her too hard just now.

He instructed Steward Lin: "Go and ask the doctor to come and treat A Lan, and also take out the scar removal cream that Su Mu left behind."

Nangong Xiu Lan was helped back to Qingxin Courtyard, and soon the doctor came to clean the wound, apply medicine, and bandage it.

Yao Jia was not idle either. She rummaged around in front of the dressing table, but couldn't find the banknotes she had saved before. She was so anxious that she almost cried.

He wanted to go up and ask Nangong Xiu Lan if he had seen his money, but Nangong Xiu Lan's lips turned white in pain, his forehead was covered in sweat, and he couldn't even lift his eyelids.

Yao Jia had no choice but to give up. Thinking about her pocket money of less than fifty taels per month for the next few months, she felt so sad that tears came to her eyes.

The doctor had just bandaged Nangong Xiu Lan's wound and was about to give them some instructions when he turned around and saw Yao Jia looking at Nangong Xiu Lan on the bed with tears in her eyes.

He immediately smiled and said, "Young Pavilion Master, don't worry too much. Master Lan only has a superficial wound. It looks scary, but new flesh will grow back in half a month. And with Doctor Su's scar removal cream, there will be no scars in the future."