"You!"
Seeing the scholar holding the servant girl's hand and leaving with an indifferent expression, the anger on Zeng Zuimo's pretty face became even stronger. However, seeing that many people had already noticed them, she still had some scruples in her heart. She snorted coldly and didn't chase after them.
That night on the stage, this scholar rushed up and grabbed her hand as if he had gone crazy. She was really scared and subconsciously thought of him as a lecher.
However, after thinking about it carefully, she felt that he didn't seem to want to take advantage of her. However, thinking about how he left without even saying a word of apology, she naturally felt a bit angry.
For the past few days, he had been thinking about this matter and always felt uncomfortable. When he saw that scholar who didn't understand etiquette again, all the accumulated anger was vented out.
She originally thought that if he seriously explained and sincerely apologized, this matter could be resolved. However, who would have thought that he would ignore her like this, let alone have the slightest intention of apologizing.
"I'm so angry!"
She caressed her chest a few times, and only then did she feel a little better.
"Drunken Ink, what happened?" Seeing her like this, the women all looked at each other. For some reason, Wan Ruoqing took a step forward and looked at her.
"We'll talk about this later. Sister Ruoqing, where's the osmanthus cake I asked you to bring for me?" Zeng Zuimo shook her head and suppressed the anger in her heart. She wanted to use a happy matter to divert attention.
When she was unhappy, she would eat. This had always been her habit.
"This …"
Wan Ruoqing's expression froze, and an awkward expression appeared on her pretty face.
Seeing her expression, Zeng Zuimo said with a bitter expression, "You can't have forgotten, right?"
"Ahem, Zuimo, you should tell us what happened just now," the older woman said with a dry cough.
"It's just a lecher. What's there to say …"
Zeng Zuimo glared fiercely at Li Yi's departing figure again. She gritted her teeth and deliberately emphasized the word "lecher".
… …
… …
"Young master, what is a 'lecher'?"
On the other side, the servant girl scratched her head curiously and looked up at Li Yi.
Just now, that beautiful big sister said that the son-in-law was a "lecher" and seemed to be very angry, but what was a lecher?
Until now, Xiao Huan had not figured it out.
"You're just a little girl. Don't ask." Li Yi rubbed her head and said.
"Little girl … home?"
A puzzled expression appeared on the little servant girl's face again, but this time she roughly understood Li Yi's meaning. She lowered her head and rubbed the corner of her clothes, murmuring softly, "Xiao Huan is already fifteen years old, not young anymore …"
"Son-in-law …"
She raised her head and was about to ask something when Li Yi picked up a piece of pastry from the table and stuffed it into her mouth. "Try this …"
She made a few muffled sounds, but the servant girl knew that the son-in-law didn't seem to be willing to answer the question just now. After swallowing the pastry, she didn't speak anymore.
What exactly did the lecher mean? Once he returned to the stronghold, he would ask his mistress and find out …
That's right, that beautiful big sister just now, she seemed to have seen her somewhere before …
The young girl sat there with one hand propping up her chin. She glanced in that direction from afar and just happened to see the side of Zeng Zuimo's face. After a slight pause, she seemed to remember something. Her beautiful eyes suddenly widened and her small mouth also opened in surprise.
At this moment, the figure of that "beautiful big sister" finally overlapped with a certain figure in the little servant girl's memory … That painting scroll that the son-in-law had her lock up in the cabinet, wasn't the woman drawn on it the beautiful big sister just now?
For a moment, the little servant girl seemed to have discovered something incredible, and her heart immediately stirred.
Previously, she had thought that the son-in-law probably liked the woman in the painting very much, which was why he had her carefully put it away and locked it in the cabinet. There were many things that the little servant girl didn't dare to ask. She could only think in her heart, just what kind of story did the son-in-law and that beautiful woman have …
But every time she thought of this, there would be a sour feeling in her heart.
Fortunately, apart from that hidden painting, the son-in-law was no different from before. After a long time, her heart gradually relaxed.
And after seeing the woman in the painting today, the young girl's heart finally began to panic.
Although she didn't understand what that beautiful big sister said, she and the son-in-law did indeed know each other … She was so angry, was it because the young miss had snatched the son-in-law away?
The little servant girl didn't want to think in the worst direction, but because of her worry, she couldn't help but guess … What if the son-in-law abandoned Xiao Huan and left with that beautiful big sister?
If the son-in-law left, the young miss and second miss would definitely be very sad, but the one who would be the most sad would still be Xiao Huan …
If the son-in-law was willing to bring Xiao Huan along … If that was the case, then Xiao Huan would definitely be overjoyed …
No, Xiao Huan couldn't leave. If Xiao Huan also left, there would only be the two young misses left at home, and they would be even more sad …
It would be best if the son-in-law didn't leave, and everyone could still be together like before … This was the best ending that the little servant girl could think of.
No one knew when the poetry meet had officially begun. It should have been long prepared, and not long after, someone had already made a few poems. Upstairs and downstairs, there were people who gathered and evaluated each other. And at this moment, Li Yi heard a bad news from the gossip.
Today's competition was limited to a few poetry meets. Even if someone made a good poem, it wasn't within the scope of the competition. At most, they would only receive a few words of praise from others.
In other words, those few poetry meets were the absolute protagonists of today. Li Yi and the rest of the people here were just there to express their opinions on the poems that others brought out.
Of course, to Li Yi, what he cared about was not the poem or the qualification to participate in the Mid-Autumn Poetry Meet. If he didn't have the qualification to participate in the poetry written test, then even if he copied out a good poem, he would not have the chance to get the one hundred silver taels.
At this moment, he was a little regretful. He should have checked the almanac before going out today. It must be written that it was forbidden to go out, and it was better to stay at home.
Not only did he embarrass himself in front of those girls, but it was also bad luck to run into that Lady Zui Mo. Now, even the last bit of comfort in his heart was gone …
He had wanted to leave with Xiao Huan, but the fruits and pastries here were really quite delicious. It had taken a lot of effort to get here, and it was not worth it to just leave like this. He should eat to his heart's content first.
With this in mind, when he turned his head, he saw the little servant girl resting her chin with one hand. He didn't know what she was thinking, but the expression on her pretty face changed. Sometimes it was full of worry, and sometimes there was a smile at the corner of her mouth. There was even a moment when tears appeared at the corner of her eyes …
Just as Li Yi was wondering what kind of drama was playing out in the little servant girl's heart, Zeng Zui Mo's somewhat surprised voice sounded from the other side.
"What, my osmanthus cake was eaten by that lecher!"
After knowing what had just happened, Zeng Zui Mo's eyebrows rose, and anger once again appeared on her pretty face. Her gaze was like a knife as she looked in a certain direction.
Li Yi sensed something and looked up. When their gazes met in the air, sparks seemed to shoot out. At the same time, they snorted coldly and turned their heads.
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