I just want to rob you of your luck

After saying this, Jiang Cheng felt that he had gone too far. In every mansion, the mistress had the final say in the backyard, and he shouldn't have interfered in these backyard affairs.

But he could see that Zhou was deliberately making things difficult for Lin Jiuer. If he asked her to come over every morning and evening to pay her respects, and if he was not at home, he didn't know how much suffering Lin Jiuer would have to endure.

Lin Jiuer's hands were numb from the burns, but she still felt warm in her heart when she heard Jiang Cheng's words.

It seems that he really does what he says and really wants to protect himself.

The expression on Zhou's face was almost ferocious, but she still endured it.

She didn't want to destroy the gentle and generous image she had presented in front of Jiang Cheng for many years.

Anyway, there are plenty of opportunities to deal with Lin Jiuer.

She pretended to be gentle and said, "Since the Marquis has said so, you don't have to come here every morning and evening to pay your respects. You can come on the first and fifteenth day of every month."

She took the tea from Lin Jiuer's hand and was about to take a sip, but suddenly she seemed to be scalded. Her hand shook and the tea splashed directly onto Lin Jiuer's face.

Lin Jiuer was on guard against this move of hers. When she saw her malicious eyes, she knew that she had no good intentions.

She screamed, covered the teacup with her wide sleeves, and swung it hard at Zhou.

The teacup changed direction and splashed towards Zhou.

Before Zhou had time to feel proud, she felt a pain in her left hand, and most of the scalding tea spilled onto her left hand.

The teacup was knocked to the ground by Zhou. Zhou cried out in pain and was about to scold Lin Jiuer, but unexpectedly Lin Jiuer took the initiative to speak.

She knelt on the ground and cried, "It's my fault. I'm used to doing rough work, so my skin is thick and I didn't feel anything. I didn't expect to burn you, Madam. Please punish me."

Jiang Cheng watched this sudden change and looked at Lin Jiuer with deep dark eyes, thinking that she was deliberately provoking Zhou.

Although he didn't dislike her, he didn't like her very much either. If because of his favor, Lin Jiuer had the illusion that she could provoke the mistress at will, he would never indulge her.

Zhou rolled up her left sleeve and saw a large red burn mark on it. She looked at Jiang Cheng aggrievedly.

Her eyes were filled with tears, as if she wanted to ask Jiang Cheng to make the decision for her.

Jiang Cheng took a look and walked directly to Lin Jiuer and said coldly:

"Hand out."

Not only did Lin Jiuer not reach out her hand, she also quietly hid her hands behind her back.

She choked up and said, "My Lord, I'm fine. Can you go and see how the lady is doing?"

Jiang Cheng grabbed one of her arms and raised her hand in front of him.

I saw blisters on all five fingers.

He pulled up the other hand and saw the same situation.

He turned around and kicked Nanny Song.

"Who gave you the guts to tamper with the tea?"

"Someone, drag Nanny Song out and give her twenty lashes!"

A military commander from Jiangcheng kicked Nanny Song so hard that she couldn't get up for a long time.

If she was beaten with twenty more boards, she would be dead.

She cried and begged for mercy: "Please spare my life, my Lord. Please spare my life, my Lord. I won't dare to do it again. I didn't mean to do it. Please spare my life, my Lord!"

Seeing two guards coming in and about to take her out, she looked at Zhou again: "Madam, save this slave, Madam, help me!"

Zhou was also frightened by Jiang Cheng's sudden anger and only reacted now.

After all, Nanny Song was her wet nurse, loyal to her and the person she trusted the most.

If Nanny Song was gone, she would be like losing a right-hand man.

So Zhou also begged, "My Lord, Nanny Song just made an unintentional mistake. She is old, how could she bear twenty strokes of the cane? Please forgive her this time, my Lord."

Jiang Cheng looked at Zhou coldly: "She is a servant who dares to do this, which is inseparable from your indulgence. I did not pursue your responsibility. This time is just a reminder to you. I think the backyard of this mansion should be properly rectified.

As for whether she can survive, it depends on her luck. This kind of self-willed slave doesn't need to serve you even if she survives, so as not to bring you more troubles!"

When the guards heard the Marquis' words, they pulled Nanny Song out of the main house without hesitation.

Nanny Song's cries gradually faded away, and Lin Jiuer felt that today's self-inflicted injury was worth it.

Jiang Cheng took Lin Jiuer's wrist and brought her to him: "From now on, the Lin family will live in Haitang Courtyard. You don't need to interfere in the affairs over there. Madam, you should learn the rules well."

After saying that, he pulled Lin Jiuer out.

Zhou's eyes were red with anger as she watched Jiang Cheng holding Lin Jiuer's hand. Begonia Courtyard was very close to the study. Although the courtyard was not big, it was decorated most exquisitely.

Originally, it was a place she cleaned up for Jiang Cheng to take a rest, but she didn't expect that he would let that bitch Lin Jiuer live in it.

"Ah~, bitch, just wait for me!" she yelled angrily.

At this time, the maid Xia He asked timidly: "Madam, your hand is burned. Can I apply some burn ointment for you?"

Zhou looked over coldly: "Are you also laughing at me in your heart?"

Xia He was so scared that she waved her hands repeatedly: "I didn't, I dare not, I just saw that Madam's hand was burned, and I wanted to apply medicine to Madam."

Zhou snorted coldly, her mind filled with the scene of Jiang Cheng pulling Lin Jiuer away, her heart filled with hatred and jealousy.

"What are you still standing there for? Come over here and apply the medicine!"

Xia He quickly took the ointment and applied it, feeling miserable in her heart. Ever since Xia Liu and Lin Jiuer left, she had been arranged to serve the lady personally.

But the lady's temper is getting more and more weird. She used to at least pretend to be kind on the surface, but now she is completely moody.

The servants around her are all trembling with fear now, but fortunately she will be more restrained since the Marquis is in the mansion.

In Haitang Courtyard, Jiang Cheng personally applied medicine to Lin Jiuer's hand and then bandaged it with gauze.

He ordered the housekeeper to go out and pick two maids and two servants to serve Lin Jiuer in Haitang Courtyard.

After dealing with these things, he ordered Gu Feng to send the prince to the camp outside the capital for training.

Lin Jiuer has been looking at Jiang Cheng with admiration. Jiang Cheng came back to his senses and looked at Lin Jiuer with a gentle tone:

"You seem quite clever on weekdays, but I didn't expect you to be a saw-mouthed gourd. You can't even make a chewing sound when the tea is so hot?"

When talking about this, Lin Jiuer pouted her lips in grievance: "I, the concubine, don't want to make the Marquis worry, and I don't want the Marquis and the Madam to have any unpleasantness because of me."

"What was the result? Didn't it still end in unpleasantness?"

Seeing Lin Jiuer’s wrinkled face and aggrieved look, Jiang Cheng couldn’t help but hold her in his arms.

"Okay, I'm not blaming you, but what are you afraid of in front of me? I still have the final say in this mansion. If you encounter such a thing in the future, just tell me directly and don't confront the lady. Do you understand?"

Lin Jiuer raised her little face with emotion and gently kissed Jiang Cheng on the cheek.

"I understand. The Marquis is so kind to me. He doesn't want me to be tortured by the Madam! Thank you, Marquis!"

The soft and warm touch startled Jiang Cheng. He lowered his eyes and looked at Lin Jiuer. Her big grape-like eyes looked at him wateryly, and Jiang Cheng's heart softened.