High-class maid

For a moment, Lord Jin was captivated by her, and for some reason, he felt increasingly hot all over.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Song Wenyang smiled triumphantly, then suddenly clutched his stomach and said, "I'm feeling a little unwell. You two talk first, I'll be right back."

After saying that, he walked out quickly without waiting for their reply.

Lord Jin tugged at his collar, awkwardly touched his hair, and then asked, "May I ask your name, young lady? And how old are you?"

“My name is Lin Xiangyu. I am eighteen years old. My cousin came to Jinling to study. My aunt was afraid that he would be mistreated, so she asked me to come and take care of him.”

Lin Xiangyu looked shy, not feeling at all that there was anything wrong with revealing her name to a strange man.

"Lin Xiangyu, what a lovely name. Miss Lin is truly virtuous. I wonder if you are married? Perhaps I, Jin, could act as your matchmaker?" Lord Jin suggested indirectly.

Lin Xiangyu smiled shyly again and said, "I'm not married yet..."

Song Wenyang, who was eavesdropping outside the door, saw that the two were talking more and more outrageously. Fearing that the old man Jin might betroth Lin Xiangyu to him in the midst of their conversation, he beckoned to Xiao Tong, who handed him some spices.

Song Wenyang made a hole in the window with his hand and gently blew into the room, and the fragrance drifted into the room with the air.

Before coming, Lin Xiangyu also took the same medicine. After all, she was a virgin and was afraid that she would be too unfamiliar and displease Song Wenyang, so she took the medicine to enhance the mood.

Now, judging by the time, the medicine should be taking effect soon, and just then, the fragrance wafted in. Lin Xiangyu, in a daze, gently lay in Lord Jin's arms.

"My lord, I feel so dizzy and hot. I hope you don't mind," Lin Xiangyu said seductively.

"How could I mind? Miss Lin is a frail woman, dressed so thinly, are you cold?" Lord Jin said, his hands moving around restlessly.

Lin Xiangyu could hardly bear it any longer, and soon, shameful sounds came from inside the room.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Song Wenyang breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the steps outside the house, waiting for the two to finish.

After about half a cup of tea's time, he heard no more movement inside, so he pushed the door open and entered. At this time, Lin Xiangyu was still lying on Lord Jin's body, revealing half of her fragrant shoulder.

"I, I didn't mean it! You guys go ahead and do your thing!" Song Wenyang said loudly, feigning surprise.

Lin Xiangyu hurriedly put on her clothes and hid behind Lord Jin, trembling with fear.

Lord Jin was instantly overcome with a sense of heroism. He pulled Lin Xiangyu into his arms and then said to Song Wenyang...

“Young Master Song, Miss Lin and I are mutually attracted and couldn’t help ourselves. Please don’t take offense.”

Song Wenyang covered his eyes with his hands and said, "Since we are mutually in love, I beg Lord Jin to be more considerate and give my cousin a proper status."

"Cousin!" Lin Xiangyu was surprised by Song Wenyang's coldness. She had brought him pastries and this had happened. How could he give her away to someone else?

"Cousin, don't worry. From now on, you will be Lord Jin's woman. I will write a letter to your aunt to explain the situation. I think she won't blame you."

Song Wenyang said.

Although Lin Xiangyu had a bad temper, she wasn't stupid. She knew that nowadays, apart from Lord Jin, probably no one else wanted her. If Song Wenyang told her aunt, she would probably be skinned alive when she returned to the capital.

She looked at the man in front of her, a man old enough to be her father, and then remembered her first time, which she had lost on this chair. A tear of regret rolled down her cheek.

Lord Jin said, "Young Master Song, rest assured, I, Jin, am not such an irresponsible person. Tomorrow I will bring Miss Lin into the manor and will certainly not mistreat her."

"That's good. I trust Lord Jin's character." Song Wenyang called Xiao Hong over and helped Lin Xiangyu out. Then, the two of them continued drinking as if nothing had happened.

Lin Xiangyu returned to the room and could no longer hold back, sobbing uncontrollably on the bed.

Her mother was also a stepmother. The stepmother gave birth to the second young lady of the mansion, who was showered with love and affection from a young age. In contrast, she, the eldest daughter born to the first wife, was treated like an outsider.

Her stepmother treated her very well, giving her whatever she wanted. Even when she accidentally killed her personal maid, her stepmother only tried to keep it a secret from her father. But in the end, her father found out, and from then on, he stopped caring about her. Her grandmother also became disillusioned with her.

It was her aunt who took her to the Song family mansion and told her that as long as she married Song Wenyang, she could finally hold her head high. So, despite her father's objections, she secretly boarded a ship to Jinling in the early morning.

But in the end, she was going to marry an old man much older than her father—how ironic! The more Lin Xiangyu thought about it, the sadder she became, and she even took a white silk ribbon and tried to hang herself.

Xiao Hong had been listening to the sounds inside the house from outside the door, afraid that Lin Xiangyu might do something rash. If she died so easily, what did the beating she had suffered matter?

Hearing no crying from inside, Xiao Hong hurriedly pushed open the door and rescued Lin Xiangyu, who was about to hang herself. Fearing she might do something rash, Xiao Hong stayed by her side without leaving her side.

"Get out of here! You've come to laugh at me too, haven't you? Even you're laughing at me!" Lin Xiangyu roared and cursed at Xiao Hong.

Xiao Hong didn't respond, but calmly looked at her, then burst into laughter.

"Lin Xiangyu, Lin Xiangyu, I never thought you'd end up like this. You schemed and plotted, but in the end you lost everything. How does it feel?"

As Xiao Hong spoke, she approached her step by step.

Lin Xiangyu had never seen Xiao Hong like this before. She was so frightened that she backed away, saying, "Don't come any closer! Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

"Ha, what are you afraid of? Were you afraid when you killed Xiao Lan with your own hands back then?"

"Why are you bringing her up? Don't think that just because I married Lord Jin you can turn your life around. You wait, I'll torment you just the same way in the Jin mansion."

"Hahaha, you go to the Jin residence by yourself and compete for favor with those women in brothels and theaters. I won't compete for favor with you." After saying that, Xiao Hong sat down and poured herself some tea.

"What do you mean? You have no choice but to go. Don't forget, you are my personal maid. Even if I die, you will be buried with me!"

"Ha, you're really naive. After tonight, there won't be anyone named Xiao Hong by your side anymore. You'll be going into that den of wolves all by yourself."

"What do you mean? You think you can escape from the Song residence?"

"Of course I can. Your good cousin even gave me a sum of money. Although it wasn't much, it was enough for me to live comfortably for several years."

"You betrayed me? No wonder I entered the front yard so easily today, it turns out he already knew!" Lin Xiangyu guessed the reason in an instant.

"Hmph, you're not stupid. You stay put and become that old man's concubine tomorrow. It's a pity about your wedding dress full of gold thread and pearls. You probably won't be able to wear it again."

As expected, Xiao Hong knew exactly where to stab her to cause the most pain. As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Xiangyu was overcome with grief and actually vomited blood and fainted.