strictlysupreme Chapter 681 Chapter 681
Chapter 681 Chapter 681
Often, your enemies are the ones who know you best.
Jin Fuyun thought so too. She almost fell into her lowest point. Originally, Jin Yunfan strictly guarded against the rumors outside the mansion and did not let anyone spread the unbearable rumors in the capital to Jin Fuyun's ears.
However, there were still a few maids doing chores in Jin Fuyun's courtyard.
Among them was a third-class maid named Jin'er, who was not an easy person to deal with. She usually could not go to Jin Fuyun's room, but from time to time, she could see Jin Fuyun walking with difficulty in the courtyard.
One day, she was whispering these words to a maid.
Who would have thought that behind the wall, there sat Jin Fuyun, waiting for Pan Ximiaohua to bring a blanket and hot tea.
"Who is gossiping here?"
Jin'er was not stupid. When he heard the eldest girl's voice, he immediately followed the old woman and ran away.
When the painter went out to look, there was no one there.
Jin Fuyun grabbed Miaohua and said, "... Go and ask around in the capital, why are you telling me about this?"
It turned out that what Jin'er had said to the old woman outside the wall was exactly the most widely spread rumor of elopement in the capital.
Jin Fuyun was so angry when she heard it that she wanted to go out and grab the maid who was talking so well and question her.
The maid and the painter were threatened and intimidated by the eldest son, so they dared not tell the truth.
He could only lie and say, "Young lady, these servants have no manners. They gossip behind her back every day. If I can find out, I will tear her mouth to pieces."
Jin Fuyun looked up. The blows she had received in recent days and the torture of her leg injury had made her originally dignified and noble face look much thinner.
In your twenties, you are in the prime of your life.
But Jin Fuyun had been so exhausted over the past few days that not only did her complexion look bad, but her eyes also looked very tired.
The eyes, which were originally quite beautiful, were now dark because of lack of sleep for many days.
The face was bruised and swollen, and he looked ten years older.
She looked up at the two maids and said, "My words are no longer effective now?" As soon as she finished speaking, Hua Hua knelt down and said, "Miss, we will set off to return to Liyang soon. Why do you care about the nonsense these brainless people say?"
Nonsense!
That's a bad word!
She glanced at the painting, her eyes grim and fierce.
The secretary took a half step forward, lowered her head and said, "Miss, these are all irrelevant rumors that are just hearsay. There is nothing worth listening to. You should take care of yourself now and marry Prince Yong in the future, and all the rumors will be broken by themselves."
"Say!"
Her voice was not loud, but it could not be refused.
Shishu Miaomiao looked at each other in dismay, not daring to say anything. Jin Fuyun was so angry that she stood up and wanted to walk, but she felt that using crutches was inconvenient, ugly, and damaging to her image as a woman, and she had no one to rely on.
As soon as the injured leg touched the ground, a piercing pain came from the calf.
"what--"
"Girl, you must be careful!"
Two maids were holding her on both sides, and she wanted to throw them off. "Now you no longer treat me as your master, and you dare to hide things from me. If that's the case, what do I need you for?"
Depict a face full of grievance.
"Young lady, if you listen to these nagging words, you will only make yourself upset. Why bother?"
"Say!"
Jin Fuyun pinched her arm and said, "If you don't tell me, I will guess in my heart, and that's what's uncomfortable."
"Big girl..."
The secretary whispered, "The eldest master repeatedly warned me not to tell you about this. He and the Prince of Yong also told me about the bad guys out there. But no one said anything this morning—"
"Say!"
Jin Fuyun's patience was gone. She glared at the two maids beside her and said, "If you don't tell me, go ask my elder brother and his wife, and I will ask them myself."
Depict with head down.
"Miss, the eldest young lady's wife is very busy right now. She sent a message early, saying that if there is anything, just go and talk to the housekeeper."
In a word, Jiang no longer served her sister-in-law.
After listening to this, Jin Fuyun stood blankly by the courtyard wall.
The cool winter breeze blew on her face. In recent days, her hair has been falling out in clumps. Her black hair, which was not particularly abundant to begin with, has become dull and very dry. If she wants to tie her hair up, she needs to use a lot of hair buns.
She was too lazy to go out for a walk today, so she tied her hair up casually. Now, in the breeze, she looked very desolate and lonely.
"Sister-in-law... are you destroying the bridge after crossing it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Miaohua fell to his knees on the path, not caring about the pain on his knees from the rocks. He looked up and begged Jin Fuyun, "Miss, this is not the place to talk. Please don't say these things anymore."
Everything changed overnight.
Jin Fuyun is not a fool, of course he realizes it.
But she was proud and arrogant, and never expected that the rumors about her had been spread in a disgraceful way. All the rumors she had intended to use on Song Guanzhou in the past were now backfiring on her.
The servants who wrote and drew the paintings dared not reveal a single word.
Jin Fuyun made a fuss for a long time but couldn't get any truth from her. Finally, she glanced over and saw Pan Xi, who looked like a walking corpse.
He found an excuse, sent the servant to draw the picture, and called Pan Xi over.
Pan Xi had a blank expression on his face. He came to the chaise longue, stood with his back bent, and waited for Jin Fuyun to speak.
Jin Fuyun then took a closer look and found that Pan Xi was frighteningly thin. Her originally chubby face was covered with red fruit-like flesh on her cheeks.
But now it is shriveled, dull and lifeless.
Looking up again, a pair of eyes were like stagnant water, unable to withstand the slightest ripples.
"Good maid, you have worked hard these days. Thinking about me suffering, I am afraid you will suffer more than me."
Panxi shook her head slowly.
"My dear lady, as a servant, I have always been subject to these punishments."
Jin Fuyun held her hand and pretended to be upset, "Qiao Wan's death was also beyond my expectations. You should know that I value Qiao Wan so much, but unfortunately-"
Pan Xi's eyelids moved slightly, but he said nothing.
Jin Fuyun sighed a little, "When the Qiao Wan family's wife came a few days ago, did she give you any trouble?"
Pan Xi's head, which had been lowered, suddenly raised up and looked straight at Jin Fuyun, which frightened Jin Fuyun so much that she dropped her hand, "Pan Xi——"
"Miss, do you really care whether I live or die?"
When Jin Fuyun heard Pan Xi's question, she immediately looked displeased.
"What? Do you think I don't value you?" She was already used to giving orders. Now, she was talking to Pan Xi, and she wanted to coax her into digging out some rumors from outside, but Pan Xi dared to look up at her and have this expression.
Suddenly, she forgot her original intention.
He shouted sternly, "Who gave you the courage to do this? No matter how bad I am, I am still your master. I control your whole family."
Upon hearing this, Pan Xi sneered.
"This is what a grown-up girl should do, not holding my hand and saying something against my will. If you ask me if I have ever been embarrassed, I might as well tell you that the original wife of the second brother Qiao grabbed my hair and tore it and played with me..."
"this--"
Jin Fuyun looked slightly embarrassed.