Chapter 2 Peony (II)

　　"And you what? You tell me instead." Liu Chang's hand finally let go, he despised looking at Peony's face reddening from fear and anger, and then looking at her eyes darting around from panic, he suddenly wanted to laugh a little. 　　Yu He's timid voice came from the doorway, "Young ...... young lady? Gong, Gongzi master?" 　　Come on, the master and servant both stuttered together. Liu Chang's mood has never been better, waving his sleeves, turning around and leaving. 　　"Greetings, Master Gongzi!" Yu He sharply raised the curtain for him, and her mouth was sharp. 　　Liu Chang coldly swept her a glance, gently squeezing out a sentence from his lips, "Do you believe that someday the Duke will take you in as well!" 　　Tears sprang out of Yu He's big eyes, and then clear snot dripped out of her nose. She didn't wipe it, sucked it hard, looked at Liu Chang pitifully, wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, grabbed the corner of her coat and said incoherently, "I, my mother will beat me to death." 　　Everyone knows that Yu He's mother is Mrs. He's room, a rough woman who can play with a sword, strong and powerful, and the offense is Mrs. He can't scold her, and she never changes, but Mrs. He can't leave her. When Yuhe just came over, Mrs. He had promised not to ask Yuhe to be a concubine or an aunt, and let her out when she was old enough. If he really touched Yunhe, that bastard is afraid that he will really hit the door, in order to a mediocre-looking little girl to make a storm in the city is not worth it. 　　As Liu Chang was secretly thinking, Yu He sniffled loudly again. Liu Chang looked at her clear snot and was so disgusted that he almost fled. 　　Yu He immediately put away her tears, cleaned her face, and went into the inner room with a frown on her face. 　　Peony was still continuing her earlier actions, crossing her legs and stretching her arms to reach Wei Zi outside that window. 　　"Young Lady, what are you doing!" Yu He squatted down to pick up the embroidered shoes on the ground and put them on her bare feet. In the past, when the young lady was sick, she couldn't wait for the master to come to see her; after she got well, she hoped every day that the master would come to her room and have a full-fledged relationship with her, but the master refused to come, and she cried and begged for help, which was just a humiliation. Now that she didn't need to cry or beg, but the Prince was willing to come instead, she had to push people away, what kind of reasoning was this? 　　Finally reaching it, Peony let out a light breath, gently grasping Wei Zi's branches and leaves with one hand, taking the silver hairpin on her head with the other hand, picking off the small worm hidden in the heart of the flower. The bug spat out its silk and wrapped around, refusing to go away, Peony was very careful in picking it out, fearing that it would hurt the flower. 　　Yu He couldn't wait for her to answer, so he said, "Since the young lady is so fond of it, why don't you go around and pick it, but pull it here to pick it, which will also hurt the flower stalk." 　　Peony laughed, "No, I am very careful. I'm like this, and by the way, I'm also moving around and pulling my waist." This body is very tender, it won't work without some exercise. 　　Seeing her smile serenely, Yu He couldn't help but add, "What on earth are you thinking about? Now that your body is well, you can't ask others to step on your head anymore. You need to hurry up and give birth to a little male child!" 　　Peony was noncommittal, this kind of cheap man is also worthy? She pooh-poohed it! She came to life in this dead body and also inherited the original memories of this body. A man who treats his wife, who is deeply in love with him, as grass and forces his tender wife to death, why should she give him a child? Round the room? He thought he was being gracious, not realizing that she had no intention of living this life with him, and naturally refused to shed an extra drop of blood. 　　He treats her like grass, and she won't treat him like a treasure. Without the opportunity that was helpless, since she was fortunate enough to be reborn in this rich and extravagant, open-minded otherworld, she would be sorry for herself if she didn't seize all the opportunities to liberate herself. 　　Seeing that faint look emerge on Peony's face, Yu He knew that he couldn't persuade her, and was anxious and angry: "Young lady, what exactly are you planning to do? Tell us! It's so frustrating to live like this!" 　　Peony raised her eyebrows, "Yuhe, in your opinion, what can I plan?" This girl is not like that Yu Tong who hooked up with Liu Chang, didn't care and stepped on her to climb up the ladder, she is an absolute diehard. 　　Yu He pointed to herself, her eyes widened, "You're asking the slave girl?" 　　Peony laughed, "Just asking you. I also feel suffocated, their family looks at me with disdain, no matter what I do, it's always wrong. Even if I am lucky enough to have a son, he doesn't like it and is not the eldest son, so it's not a good idea to ask the child to be angry for nothing. They don't care about me, so why should I stay here? I don't want to live off of anyone." 　　Young lady this is to want to divorce ah, Yu He understood her meaning, after being surprised, quickly calculate open. The country's civilization is open, the woman when the family to do master, from the princess to the village girl, and divorce and remarriage of a lot of. Although the woman who has left the woman is not as noble as the girl who has not married, but by virtue of the young lady's appearance and family history, it is not difficult to remarry. Even if you can't find a family like the Liu family, but certainly won't be subjected to this kind of bird gas again. She also do not need to be worried, in vain to pretend to be disgusting. After calculating, Yu He spoke with some hesitation, "But, will they agree?" 　　The them that Yu He was referring to included the Liu family's lord and lady, as well as He Mudan's father and mother. When the two families were first married, there was an agreement, without their approval and support, how could they reconcile? Especially now that the He family is convinced that the young lady's illness was cured by marrying the son, how would they be willing to lose this life preserver so easily? Needless to say, it would be much more difficult. 　　Peony winked mischievously, "They will always agree." When the time came and the conditions were ripe, there was no way for them to disagree. 　　Yu He sighed, "For tomorrow's flower viewing banquet, I heard that shameless County Princess Qing Hua will also come. There are also those few who have been instructed to attend in full costume, and the Grand Master has also invited a few Qing officials from Fang Yun Zhai to perform. If you don't like it, it's the same old ...... method." 　　Peony said, "No, I like it very much." After more than half a year of preparation, she thought she could already fit in amongst these people. It was impossible for her to stay nestled in this small world forever, sooner or later, she always had to go out, choose a day, let's do it tomorrow. 　　In the past, when the young lady encountered this kind of thing, she usually pretended to be sick, but this time she was willing to go out and show her face. Yu He's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, gleefully said, "Then the slave girl will open the box and cage, the young lady see which set of dresses is suitable to wear, the slave girl will iron it and then smoke the incense." 　　The four camphor wood boxes filled with gorgeous spring dresses were lined up in front of Peony, colorful qiluo, pink damask, eye-catching red roses, and soft silks, just like the brilliant spring flowers outside the window, quietly blossoming in their own unique ways. Without exception, each of the shirts and dresses was embroidered with a delicate peony, this was one of the manifestations of the He family's parents' love for their daughter, Peony He, as precious and beautiful as peonies, was doubly pampered. 　　Peony picked out a pink gauze short jacket, pointed to an eight-paneled pink and purple qiluo high-waisted skirt embroidered with Ge's scarf and purple peonies, and said, "This is it." 　　"This one looks good." Yu He's round eyes smiled into a curved moon, bending down and digging in the box for a while before finding a smoky purple tulle poncho to put on the 襦裙, and asked Peony to look at the matching effect: "Does the young lady think it will look good with this?" 　　Peony nodded: "Yes." She looked at the sky and yawned, "It's still early, I'll take a nap." 　　Yu He cheerfully went to pack her clothes, but found that the skirt corner had a line somewhere, and she couldn't find the smoky purple silk thread, so she had to go to the sewing room to look for it. Before leaving, she instructed Fuer: "Fuer, the young lady is sleeping, you are here to watch, don't let anyone disturb the lady. When mama Lin comes back, tell her that Yutong is pregnant. Don't ever forget." 　　"I'll remember, Sister Yuhe." Ju'er was only eleven or twelve years old, with a small melon face, combed in two maiden buns, a pair of almond eyes, long eyelashes, and full, rosy lips, just the type that the Duke would like the most. If this continues, but in a few years, when this little girl grows up, it is certain that she will be taken in by the Prince again. Yu He sighed, touched Jue Er's face and turned to walk away. 　　Seeing Yu He left far away, Jie Er took a small stool, fetched a needle and thread, and earnestly guarded under the curtain of peony, glancing at the entrance of the courtyard from time to time, always ready to drive away unwelcome people. 　　About a quarter of an hour later, a noise rang out from the door, Liu Chang's personal boy Shixia led seven or eight boys with hemp rope and stretcher to the door, said: "This is it, this is the young lady's courtyard, no looking around after entering, not to mention not allowed to walk around, or else the family law will be served, remember it?" 　　Shixia is only thirteen or fourteen years old, but pretended to be old and mature, but also learned Liu Chang back hands and chest, looks a little funny. 　　One person responded loudly and incomparably, "Xixia, I know! Everyone knows this rule. Isn't it?" 　　A group of people laughed out loud and said in a chorus, "Of course I know." 　　Shixia sunk her face and said, "You guys be careful, if you hurt these precious bumps, selling all of you won't be able to top a flower." 　　Too much, even dared to run to the young lady's courtyard door to make a racket, forgiveness of the child to throw the needle and thread, carrying the skirt to run to the courtyard door, red face glaring at Shixia said: "Shixia! How dare you bring a group of rough people to the young lady's place to make noise? Aren't you afraid of the family law?" 　　Seeing a pink, jade snow cute little maid angrily running out to accuse Shixia, the crowd all quieted down, just to see what the usually tugging and vicious Shixia would do. 　　Shixia frowned impatiently and said, ''Tomorrow the Duke is going to hold a flower appreciation banquet, I was ordered by the Duke to come here to carry the flowers to the courtyard to set them up. These people are just like this, can't you see that I am restraining them?" 　　This was also true. It's just that Jou'er Thee hates this group of rough men who don't respect the Young Lady, so she raised her chin and said, "Carrying flowers? Why don't I know? Who doesn't know that this flower is the young lady's treasure? Can you lift it whenever you want? If you break it, even if you were sold, it wouldn't be enough to compensate for a leaf." 　　Good, this little girl is still sharp-tongued. Shixia raised her eyebrows fiercely, "What is the master going to do that I have to tell you first? Are you a maid or something? Don't forget your own identity! If you're sensible, hurry up and get out of the way, or don't blame me for selling you off by the way of my lord!" 　　Jie'er was not willing to show weakness, crossed her arms and said, "Who are you again? Don't forget your own identity! Sensible, quickly dodge away, or do not blame me Bing the lady, sold you!"