Chapter 54: Wind Frost Snow Sword

  Search; I really admire Fu Mu, even though it's like this, she can still get Chen Furen under control, this brainwashing skill is really formidable.

  "My husband is the Marquis of Bravery and also serves as the Vice Minister of Revenue, deeply favored by the Emperor. I am a first-rank lady with an imperial edict, the legitimate mistress of this marquis's manor. Tell me, what do you two concubines have to be proud of, that makes you think you can threaten the true master of this marquis's household?"

  "Is Second Master still a bachelor?" Su Ying's sharp tongue was activated, and her words were like daggers, making Madame Chen bleed.

  Mrs. Chen, with tears in her eyes, glared at Su Ying fiercely and left behind a sentence: "Don't be too smug, the fox's tail will eventually come out, let's wait and see!" And then she walked away with a proud and arrogant attitude.

  Schizophrenia!

  Su Ying's thoughts turned, and Madame Chen came up with this today, it's probably not that simple. Su Ying looked up to see Lu Xi just about to say something, pursed her lips, and sighed: "The wind, frost, snow, and sword are pressing in on me, if it weren't for my unmarried daughter from the Su family, why would I be humiliated like this? Since marrying Master at a young age, I have considered myself filial to my elders, managing the inner courtyard, until now, I've only gained the reputation of a poisonous woman, and can't even protect my own child. If it weren't for... is there anything left in this Hou Mansion that I would miss?"

  Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, frost, snow, and sword are pressing in. Using this poem to describe the original host's life in the Hou Mansion is not too exaggerated. It's likely that before Su Shi, the original wife, was just a dignified and elegant figure in Fu Ye Yang's heart. As for Fu Mu, it's likely that she has been a thorn in her eye since she married into the family.

  Yesterday night she met Su, and was still wondering in her heart how she could disappear so quickly. Now thinking back, there is the best explanation, nothing more than grief is greater than death of the heart. It has come to this point, calculating one ring after another, don't know when it will be the end.

  Lu Xiang gently knelt down beside her and comforted Su Ying, "Madam, I know you're feeling unwell. If you want to cry, just let it out. You don't have to keep everything bottled up inside like before. There's no one else in the house now, and no one will dare say anything."

  After a long silence, Su Ying sneered at herself: "I'm not so fragile, yesterday's things are like yesterday's death, and the days will still pass, get up, I want to be alone for a while."

  Su Ying lay on the couch, watching the red dot marked "Fu Yiyang" leave the main courtyard. She couldn't help but sneer in her heart. Such tricks were all old hat to her. Did they think she would be gloating after succeeding in her scheme? So, did they deliberately bring Fu Yiyang over just to hear her triumphant words?

  She is a cautious person.

  And no mention of what Fu Yiyang thought in his heart after hearing this. Anyway, after the incident, Mrs. Fu was furious again, with a gloomy look in her eyes, and she took a deep breath: "It's me who underestimated her."

  He looked at the white heron kneeling on the ground, trembling and not daring to say anything. "Last time's matter, how did you guarantee me? How come nothing was found?"

  The white-crowned crane knocked its head and begged for mercy, saying: "A thousand truths, a myriad of proofs, it was indeed this humble servant who did it personally, no one else knew about it. Even if you gave me a few more chances, I would never dare to deceive the elderly lady again, please enlighten the elderly lady!"

  Fu's mother let out a cold laugh, and flung the teacup in her hand to the ground, shattering it into pieces. For some reason, a sharp shard suddenly popped up and slashed across Bai Yu's cheek, causing him to cry out in pain, feeling a burning sensation on his face. He covered his cheek with his hand, and bright red blood seeped out between his fingers.

  The white egret did not dare to make another sound, burying its head very low, but in its heart it hated Fu Mu even more. After all, the most important thing for a daughter's family is this face.

  Fu's mother frowned, but didn't take the matter to heart. With an impatient wave of her hand, she said: "Don't kneel anymore, go and thoroughly investigate where the mistake was made. For the next few days, you don't need to come and attend to me."

  Bai Yi bit her lip and didn't dare to raise her head, fearing that Fu Mu would see the hatred in her eyes. She spoke as obediently as before: "The slave thanks Old Madam for your concern, but the slave can no longer serve you. I hope Old Madam will put your mind at ease and not get angry, it's not good for your body. The Second Master is also worried about you."

  Fu's mother's face remained cold for a long time before slowly relaxing, gazing at the shattered tea bowl on the ground. However, her eyes still flickered with a hint of gloom. With half-closed eyes, Fu's mother seemed to have aged several years in just these few days, feeling overwhelmed by many things.

  But thinking that Su Ying's pregnancy is absolutely difficult, I feel a little comforted.

  Fu Mu absolutely did not expect that Su Ying was no longer the former Su, having a system as an external hang, now it's not that she can't give birth, but rather others don't want to give birth.

  The lady of the house was probably really hurt this time, and the servants in the main courtyard all thought so. Since she recovered from her illness, she hasn't been seen leaving the courtyard, and even when Madam Liu came to pay her respects, she was turned away. The affairs of the mansion were still being managed as usual, fortunately, although Su Ying had let things slide for a few days, nothing out of the ordinary had happened in the mansion.

  Fu Yiyang's affairs, although not as detailed as before, still had her doing everything a wife should do, but the accumulated intimacy of the past seemed to have disappeared, and it felt like they were back to their elegant and dignified days.

  About what happened that day, it seems to have passed like this, just like Su Ying said "Yesterday's affairs are like yesterday's death", and didn't mention finding Fu Yeyang to talk about it, after Fu Yeyang didn't come to the backyard, Su Ying didn't force it at all.

  Fu Yiyang didn't know what he was regretting, or how to face Su Ying again after what had happened. He felt a lump in his heart that he couldn't get past. He stayed in the outer study, not coming to visit Su Ying, but every day sending someone to ask about her condition. Even when Su Ying recovered and came out, it was still the same, just going through the motions indifferently.

  Lü Huì and the others were about to speak, but Sū Yǐng wasn't unaware of it. She knew that what she should do now was to lower her head first and not be so arrogant, as if wanting to test how much true affection Fù Yìyáng had for her. She should be virtuous and obedient, even if Fù's mother was plotting against her. As a daughter-in-law, she couldn't harbor resentment in her heart and must take the initiative to admit her mistakes. In the future, she would have to act as if nothing had happened, and still be virtuous and obedient.

  She didn't even have the right to do so, thinking carefully, in the past five years since Su married Fu Yeyang, she had been diligent and conscientious in doing her duty as a wife and daughter-in-law, but in his heart, she didn't have much weight. She and Fu Yeyang really got along, counting up, it wasn't even a month, thinking that she had won him over, feeling quite pleased with herself, but in fact, the foundation was shallow, just like a flower in the mirror, looking beautiful, but with just a little disturbance, this beautiful scene could be shattered.

  Su Ying herself had never truly experienced romance, only conquering Zhong Rui Wang in the game. They were just NPCs in the game, a set of data that couldn't be applied to real people with flesh and blood.

  Su Ying herself slowly put her own identity in order, and she couldn't be so pretentious anymore. Her relationship with Fu Yeyang was not yet equal or close, if it continued like this, the good feelings accumulated over the past month might wear off.

  Su Ying had figured it out, and all those messy emotions were cleared away, serving as a warning to herself. She rubbed her forehead. All the accumulated chores were arranged to be taken care of. There were also invitations from other families. Madame Li, the wife of Pingyang Hou, and other madames who normally got along with Su Ying had all been turned away by the servants, but they personally wrote responses and attached gifts as apologies.

  The Hou Mansion has had such a big incident, it's likely to become the topic of conversation for these noble ladies over tea and dinner for quite some time. It's best to keep a low profile recently, really headache-inducing.

  "What has Wei Yiniang been up to lately?" Su Ying finally remembered this, and also asked about that annoying side quest. She asked Luhui.

  Lu Wei was immediately worried, with a bitter face: "Wei Niang... was punished by the old lady to kneel in front of the Buddha and count the Buddhist rice for three days, and still can't get out of bed this time."

  Su Ying looked at Lu Xi with a mixture of confusion and entanglement, "How did she offend the old lady?"

  Lü Huai explained the whole story to Su Ying, and Su Ying's mouth twitched involuntarily after listening. No wonder Lü Huai would have such a reaction, it was already good that she didn't directly say that Wei Niang had gone mad.

  After the incident, she ran to Fu's mother with great justice and defended Su Ying, thinking that Fu's mother was too ruthless, too cold-blooded, and too unreasonable. She wanted to represent justice and condemn her.

  ...and then was scolded by Fu's mother until her nose was crooked and she was punished.

  Lü Hu handed tea to Su Ying: "I heard that on the first day, her two legs were so sore from kneeling that she couldn't stand up, and her throat was hoarse from reciting Buddhist scriptures, almost unable to speak. In the end, she still endured it."

  Su Ying hesitated for a moment: "You go and send her the bottle of blood-activating and stasis-resolving ointment that was brought in earlier, hmm, also let her have that jade bowl with the carved lotus pattern to admire, let her rest well."

  She remembered that the lid of the bowl was finely ground, with a delicate texture, bright green and exquisite. She thought that Wei Niang should like this kind of thing now.

  Lü Huai replied, "Yes." Bai Zhi excitedly came in from outside and said to Su Ying, "The mistress has come to see you."

  Su Ying was taken aback, then reacted and realized that the "Mrs." in her mouth was Mrs. Su, and hurriedly stood up to quickly go to the door to welcome her. Since Su Ying had an accident, several of her sisters-in-law had come to visit her one after another, but she didn't expect Mrs. Su to come in person.

  "Mother, how did you come?"

  Mrs. Su saw that Su Ying's spirit was still good, just a bit thinner, the scar on her forehead was gone, and she held onto Su Ying's hand without letting go, tears streaming down her face before she even spoke: "If I didn't come to see for myself, how could I be at peace?"

  Su Ying lowered her head: "It's a daughter's fault."

  Mrs. Su stroked Su Ying's hand, still with a lingering fear: "You've always been stubborn, but I never thought you'd be so strong-willed, no matter how wronged you are, you can't use your own life to prove it, silly child."

  Su Ying listened to Mrs. Su's nagging with her head down, not feeling the slightest bit impatient. When Mrs. Su finally stopped talking, Su Ying quickly served tea like a little daughter-in-law, offering it to Mrs. Su to moisten her mouth. Seeing this, Mrs. Su sighed and said: "The whole story was told when your son came to our house to apologize, but I never expected that such a shameful thing would happen in your household. Has the matter been thoroughly investigated?"

  Su Ying smiled slightly: "A few servants made a fuss, the clue was broken, and my daughter avoided suspicion while she was ill, so it would probably end in nothing."

  The truth is that Fu Yiyang was in charge of the investigation, and originally, Madam Fu wanted to make a big show of saying something about giving her natal family an explanation, even mentioning the method of searching the house, but the so-called physical evidence "remaining medicine powder" had already been disposed of by Su Ying, so this method wouldn't work.

  The remaining method is to investigate the possible accomplices, Fu Mu has a guilty conscience, this matter was originally planned by her, naturally she does not want Fu Ye Yang to find out about it.

  The leading girl who jumped into the well is dead, and the maid's shoe sole that splashed Chen Wanqing's soup was oiled, she was framed. After investigation, it turned out that the one who sent her shoes was the same girl who jumped into the well.

  As for the little servant who hanged himself, a considerable amount of gold and silver was found under his bed, totaling over 100 taels.

  The trail has gone cold here and it can't be helped but to end it like this.

  Mrs. Su took a glance at Su Qing, took a sip of tea, and sighed: "Although it's said that mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law are born enemies since ancient times, in ordinary families, the relationship between them is usually respectful. The daughter-in-law mostly follows the rules of etiquette to show respect, just like worshiping a Bodhisattva in a temple. But your family in the capital city is really hard to find, even with a lantern."

  Mrs. Su didn't mean to blame Su Qing with these words, but Fu Mu's edict was demoted and Mrs. Su didn't hesitate to exert her influence behind the scenes, how could her daughter be bullied by others for nothing?

  Su Ying pushed a plate of dim sum in front of Mrs. Su, which was her favorite dish, and Su Ying didn't say anything after hearing this.

  Mrs. Su pinched a piece of pastry and ate it: "I know you feel wronged in your heart, but this is an unavoidable thing, there are no parents who are not wronged. If it weren't for that matter mainly falling on the second house and the Chen family, doing so would be seen as deliberately offending people by those with ill intentions."

  Mrs. Su explained the twists and turns to Su Ying. Su Ying was truly speechless about this social system, which meant that no matter how excessive Fu Mu's behavior was, after all, she was Fu Yeyang's mother and Su Ying's mother-in-law. She had to be respected and revered, otherwise it would be "unfilial". If the children were labeled with the crime of "unfiliality", bearing such a reputation would be extremely prone to criticism and ostracism.

  Fu's mother had also seen through this point, which is why she was so cautious in her calculations with Fu Yiyang and repeatedly found trouble for Su Ying.

  Su Ying pursed the corner of her mouth: "Mother said, daughter is just temporarily angry. Whatever the crime, isn't it like killing the daughter? It's also dragging down Su's family girl. After a lesson, daughter will be more careful."

  Mrs. Su was also resentful in her heart, but after being immersed in the mansion for several years, how could she not see through what was going on? However, who made her own daughter have to make a living under Madam Fu's hands in the future? This anger can only be accumulated like this, and there will be opportunities for revenge in the future.

  "It's good that you're happy." Mrs. Su casually mentioned, "Your elder brother's daughter will also be participating in the imperial examination next year. The second master of the Hou Mansion was originally going to marry Chen San Niang from the Chen family as his concubine, but now it seems like she won't have a chance. I heard that the quota has already been fixed, who knows what they'll do?"

  Mrs. Su hinted, and Su Hui's mind turned around, thinking of Chen Wanqiu, who was also ruthless enough, could it be that she had planned this from the very beginning?

  Mrs. Su finally advised Su Ying with a heavy heart: "A good life is just a life, a bad life is also a life, these days are all spent by people, I also know your temper, but you must know that being too proud and stubborn will lead to failure, after all, husband and wife need to support each other in life."

  It's easy to understand the truth, but it's hard to put it into practice with real knives and guns. No wonder the system advised her not to treat her current life as a game, not to be an outsider, only by integrating herself can she make herself comfortable and at ease.

  Su Ying let out a sigh and saw off Mrs. Su, then thought for a moment before saying to Lu Hui: "When Master returns, tell him I need to discuss something with him. Tonight, have the kitchen prepare some dishes to go with wine, and heat up a pot of wine."

  "Madam, how is your body?"

  "No problem, let's go have some Huang wine in Danyang then, it's as smooth as honey water anyway."

  Aloe vera is indeed effective.

  By evening, Su Ying had finished cleaning up and Fu Yiyang still hadn't come over.

  Mint returned with a worried look on her face and reported back to Xiaoyao: "The master has official business to attend to, I'm afraid he won't be able to come."

  Su Ying held the teacup and gazed at the white jade narcissus pot on the three-legged high-footed tea table, gently placing the teacup on the kang table head, swallowing the mouthful of Fu Ye's favorite tea. The maid who made tea in her room knew Fu Ye's preferences very well, and every time she would make his favorite tea. Su originally liked a different kind, but also followed suit, and over time, most of the maids making tea would also serve Su Ying with Fu Ye's preferred tea.

  Su Ying wiped the corner of her mouth and instructed: "Let people serve him wholeheartedly, don't let Master stay up too late to rest, and also send a bowl of stewed soup from the kitchen."

  "Let's not wait any longer, let Zisu bring the dishes over." Mrs. Su said that Su Ying was stubborn, and she really was stubborn. She wouldn't come if she didn't want to, and she wouldn't be humbled by it either.

  Mint hurriedly couldn't do it, pushed the aloe vera to let her persuade, since that thing happened, the atmosphere of the whole house has been depressed. Although what happened in the upper room was sealed off, but all the big maids knew clearly, Gui's mother privately didn't shed fewer tears, the old lady's decree being lowered made them happy privately, the old lady relied on her high status and seniority to be so arbitrary, openly and secretly looking down on the madam.

  At that time, the old master also showed trust in his wife, but this was because he had disobeyed the old lady for the first time. The mistress should be happy about it. How could she have recovered from her illness and yet been so indifferent to the old master? Their relationship had just eased up a bit. It can't be that they're going to drift apart again like this. If things go on like this, if they return to those days when they treated each other with cold respect, the mistress's life will become even more difficult.

  Lü Huī carefully approached just as she was about to speak, but was given a sidelong glance by Sū Yǐng: "I have it in mind."

  Lu Wei was speechless and could only sigh in her heart. Su Ying wanted to drink, and they couldn't persuade her otherwise. Bai Ju pursed her lips and lowered her voice, saying: "I'm afraid the mistress is also uncomfortable in her heart. This wine is like honey water, drinking a few cups won't hurt. The kitchen has already prepared a hangover soup."

  Two flowers bloom, each representing one branch.

  Let's take a look at Fu Yiyang's side. The little servant who answered the call was shrinking his neck and answering outside the study. Fu Yiyang's long follower held a red lacquer tray with a pattern of sea buckthorn flowers. He wondered why Master didn't go to Madam's place after finishing his official business earlier, which wasn't much today. As soon as he looked up, he saw Fu Yiyang's face dark like ink, and quickly tried to please him: "Master, Madam had someone send over a bowl of wild chicken soup, it's flavorful but not greasy, would you like to have some?"

  "What else did your wife say?"

  The maid swallowed her saliva: "Madam told us servants to take good care of you, don't stay up too late."

  Half a day passed without Fu Yiyang responding, and Zhang Sui was at a loss. After a while, he heard Fu Yiyang's cold voice: "Put it down, get out." Zhang Sui was like a pardoned prisoner, gently putting down the tray. He also retreated quietly, not breathing a sigh of relief until he had left the door behind him. You can't guess what's on Master's mind.

  Fu Yiyang's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and the pen in his hand had been clenched for half a day without writing a single word. A good white paper was stained with an ink drop. He simply threw down the pen, and his heart became inexplicably annoyed.

  That day, Su Ying glanced deeply at him before the pillar, and Fu Ye didn't dare to delve into the emotions contained within. In comparison, when Madam Fu looked at herself with an unmasked gaze filled with icy hatred, it had been appearing in her mind frequently over the past few days.

  The truth of the chilling event made Fu Yeyang's heart a mess, the more he knew, the more guilty and sorry he felt towards his wife, mixed with pity. Later, he also felt a few points of guilt - when she pushed things to an irretrievable state, he still thought she was knowledgeable and reasonable, but this was too forced, what would people think of the Hou Mansion in the future, how would they look at him.

  Such understanding, along with the development of the situation, made Fu Yiyang feel ashamed. "If it weren't for... would there still be anything in this Hou Mansion that I'd miss?" He didn't realize he had already pushed her to such an extent, and when Su Ying took the initiative to come find him, he suddenly felt uneasy and subconsciously rejected her.

  Fu Yiyang, Master Fu, was pacing back and forth in the study, making the attendants standing outside feel annoyed, sighing inwardly, thinking it's just a small matter that can be resolved with some coaxing from the ladies at home.

  The footsteps in the house finally stopped, and Zhang Shuai let out a sigh of relief. Just as he did, the study door opened, and Fu Yeyang met his gaze, clearing his throat: "Go to the main courtyard."

  The slaves in Su Ying's courtyard originally thought that Fu Yeyang would not come, the gatekeeper was yawning, and when she saw Fu Yeyang, she quickly wiped away her tears and trembled with fear as she greeted him, almost scaring herself to death.

  Fu Yiyang arrived at the main house and didn't see the several maids following Su Ying, habitually furrowing his brow. Xiao Yuhuan was about to cry, lifted the curtain and took a look, oh, the whole room was filled with the aroma of wine. Looking again, they saw their masters and servants sitting around the heated table, each face flushed red from eating.

  Fu Yiyang stood quietly, pursing his lips and gazing at the chaotic scene in front of him, silent. The crowd suddenly felt that something was off, turned their heads to see Fu Yiyang, and were immediately startled awake, hastily getting up, seven hands and eight feet quickly cleaning up the messy cups, bowls, plates, and dishes, making the scene even more chaotic for a moment.

  At a critical moment, Su Ying calmly stood up, swaying back and forth, and smiled foolishly at Fu Yiyang: "Come on, let's keep drinking."

  ps：

  No meat soup is not Xinghu Lake