I was a housekeeper in ancient times

It’s another sunny day, the sun is dazzling, shining in every corner, bringing laziness and warmth, with the vigorous breath unique to spring.

Taking advantage of the good weather, Mrs. Chen took out the antiques, calligraphy and paintings from her private storehouse and dried them in the sun to prevent them from being infested by insects.

When Lin Weiqiao passed by and saw it, even though she knew Yu Muyan's family background, she couldn't help but exclaim, "This is too rich."

After dealing with the trivial matters at hand, she suddenly had some free time. In fact, she didn't have much to deal with. After all, there were special people for special matters. She only had to make an idea, nod and say a few words.

When something really difficult happens, there’s Yu Muyan.

The second wife has become smarter recently and doesn't cause trouble, so she can have some peace and quiet.

When I came out of Wanjie'er's yard, I met Yinxiang who was walking hurriedly on the road.

She asked the maidservant who served Wan Jie'er, Jia'er, who was also a half-grown child, about ten years old.

"Where is she going?"

"Let's go back to Aunt Lian's yard."

"Where does Aunt Lian live?"

"How come mom has forgotten this when we live in Green Bamboo Residence?"

How could she not forget? She didn't even know it.

On a whim, she thought about it for such a long time, but she had never even met Aunt Lian, nor had she ever seen Aunt Lian go out for a walk, let alone greet Yu Muyan.

In her heart, Aunt Lian had become a mysterious existence.

Since she had nothing to do, she took Jiaer with her to go to Luzhuju. Why did she have to take Jiaer with her? One reason was that she didn't know the way, and the other was that she was afraid of embarrassment.

Jia'er didn't understand, "Mom, why are you going to Green Bamboo Residence for no reason? Aren't you asking for trouble?"

She asked: "Bad luck, why do you say that?"

Jiaer explained that Lu Yuxuan was reluctant to marry Aunt Lian at the beginning. If it wasn't for the sake of their elders, Lu Yuxuan would never agree to it no matter what he said.

Since Aunt Lian came into the family, Lu Yuxuan had only set foot in Luzhuju a handful of times, and each time he went there was only a very short time, just as a routine matter, and he would just sit there for a while.

Aunt Lian knew that Lu Yuxuan did not like her, so she had been very cautious and never caused any trouble since she came in. Later, Yu Muyan even skipped her daily greetings, so she stayed in Luzhuju every day and rarely went out.

As time went by, she became low-key and unknown, and people in the mansion gradually forgot her existence, and the subordinates also began to neglect and despise her.

Lin Weiqiao frowned as she heard this, thinking that Lu Yuxuan was such a complete scum, harming one little girl after another while living a carefree life. It was really unfair.

Anyway, she had made up her mind. No matter whether Lu Yuxuan was really dead or faking his death, the Lu family would never let Lu Yuxuan come back.

This is simply a disaster and must not be allowed to continue.

She doesn't know where Lu Yuxuan is hiding now, but before Lu Yuxuan shows up, she will try her best to ruin his reputation.

Ask her why she did this, it was because of her damn sense of justice that Lu Yuxuan harmed too many people.

As they were talking, they arrived at Green Bamboo Residence.

If she hadn't come here, she wouldn't have known. At first she thought she had come to the wrong place.

There are several bamboo clumps planted around the Green Bamboo House, and there are a lot of dead yellow leaves piled on the ground, which rustle when the wind blows.

It is very quiet here, so quiet that there is no extra sound.

She asked in disbelief: "Just live here?"

Jiaer nodded, "Yes."

It is no exaggeration to say that Green Bamboo Residence is located on the edge of the Bo Mansion. All other houses here are abandoned, and only Green Bamboo Residence is still inhabited.

Moreover, Green Bamboo Residence is not small, but it is only occupied by Aunt Lian and Yinxiang. It is a bit deserted and eerie during the day. I can’t imagine how creepy it would be at night.

As I stepped over the threshold, I saw the yard was empty, with weeds growing up to my ankles. Looking around, I saw that the house was old and in disrepair, barely habitable.

The housekeeper is Mrs. Ding, who doesn't even take Yu Muyan seriously, let alone Aunt Lian, an unfavored concubine. Aunt Lian never fights or argues, and has fallen to this point, even worse than a maid.

Seeing this scene, Jiaer was still a little hesitant, "Mom, are we really going in? There's nothing else to do."

She said, "Come in, now that you are here."

As soon as I walked to the middle of the yard, I heard a slight vomiting sound coming from inside, and the voice of someone burning incense: "Auntie, Auntie..."

When I walked forward, I saw a young woman holding onto the door frame, vomiting continuously with a painful look on her face.

Jia Er reminded quietly, "This is Aunt Lian."

She nodded and looked at Aunt Lian carefully. After one look, she thought to herself that the Pingrong Marquis's Mansion was indeed a cannibalistic place.

Aunt Lian was in her early twenties, in the prime of her life, with a pretty face, but a haggard complexion and a thin body, as if she had experienced some terrible thing.

She wondered, could it be that Mrs. Ding also deducted the three meals a day for Aunt Lian? Look how thin she has become due to starvation.

Aunt Lian vomited for a long time, all the bitterness coming out. Yinxiang was busy getting the spittoon, and neither the master nor the servant noticed that there was a guest in Green Bamboo Residence at this moment.

It was Jiaer who said, "Aunt Lian, Mother Lin is here to see you."

Aunt Lian looked up and saw the two of them. She was stunned at first, then shocked. Her face turned pale and fear and panic flashed in her eyes.

Yinxiang, who was standing beside him, was also startled and silently hid the spittoon in his hand behind his back.

Lin Weiqiao and Jiaer looked at each other, wondering why the master and servant were so scared.

Jia Er also said, "Sister Yinxiang, why are you just standing there? Why don't you make a cup of tea for Mother Lin?"

Aunt Lian staggered a few steps and nearly fell down. She asked tremblingly, "Lin, Mother Lin, why are you here?"

Lin Weiqiao said, "Come and see Auntie, is she sick? Is it serious? I'll ask someone to get a doctor."

"No, no, it's just my spleen and stomach are weak and cold, an old problem, no need to bother."

"That's good."

She saw that Aunt Lian didn't dare to look her in the face, her eyes were evasive, and she was unable to hide her guilt.

But why is Aunt Lian feeling guilty? Did she do something wrong?

Aunt Lian welcomed them into the room. Yinxiang was perhaps too flustered or something, and made a series of mistakes. She poured tea and spilled it all over the floor, with her hands shaking.

The master and servant, one felt guilty, the other was panicked, it was hard for her not to think too much.

But the room was simply decorated, Aunt Lian was dressed in ordinary clothes, and she didn't have many decent jewelry. What could she have done wrong? She couldn't think of it.

"Mom, you came here suddenly, and I wasn't prepared. I hope you won't be offended."

"No, I'm worried that I might come too abruptly and disturb you, Auntie."

"Why did mom think of coming to see me? It's Madam..."

"It's none of my business, madam. I just happened to pass by and thought about not seeing my aunt for a long time."

She could see that Aunt Lian really cared about her sudden visit. Even though she explained several times that she just happened to pass by and had no other intentions, Aunt Lian still didn't believe it.