Shen could see through the thoughts of the Grandma and Liu at a glance, and said lightly: "Mother, you also know that Qi Niang is the lifeblood of my sister!"

The lady was blocked by Shen's words before she could say anything, and her face became less beautiful, and she felt that she had been swept away.

The room suddenly became quiet, and the needles could be heard.

The ugly thing about her face was Chu Qianling sitting next to Liu. However, the veil on her face blocked most of her face and also blocked the corner of her almost twisted mouth.

Chu Qianling was so angry that her nails were deeply trapped in her tender palms.

The mother was humble and said all the good things to her aunt, but the aunt was unmoved at all. It was obvious that Chu Qianchen had hurt her face, but now it was better, and they still asked them to swallow their anger and ask for the eldest room!

Chu Qianling stood up suddenly, and her abrupt movement attracted the attention of the others in the room.

"Sister Ling..."

Liu called out, thinking that his daughter was so angry that she wanted to leave. The next moment, she saw Chu Qianling blessed her blessing to Chu Qianchen, and said, "Second sister, it was mine that day. I was hurt by my face and panic, so I took my anger on your head, thinking that you were deliberately hurting my face."

Looking at this scene, the lady sighed and felt that after this disaster, Chu Qianling, who was once a spoiled person, had grown up a lot.

Chu Qianling took a blue and white porcelain teacup from the tray in the maid's hand, and walked towards Chu Qianchen with the teacup.

"Second sister, after you drink this cup of tea, just pretend you forgive me, okay?" Chu Qianling walked to Chu Qianchen, deliberately facing the lady with ankle diagonally, bowed her knees, and handed out the cup of tea in her hand.

A fierce light flashed through Chu Qianling's eyes.

Her face was ruined, and she would not let Chu Qianchen watch her jokes so peacefully. She wanted Chu Qianchen to pay the price, and she wanted Chu Qianchen to taste the disfigurement too.

Chu Qianling's mouth behind the veil had a strange curve. At the same time, her hand slid and poured the teacup in her hand towards Chu Qianchen...

Chu Qianchen had already paid attention to every move of Chu Qianling, but he was calm and smiled with a smile on his lips.

His cold voice sounded in his ears: "If the enemy does not move, I will not move; if the enemy moves, I will move first."

When Chu Qianling's hand tilted towards him, Chu Qianchen stepped out without hesitation and turned Chu Qianling into a thunderous momentum. The position where Chu Qianling was standing at this moment just blocked her kick.

No one found it.

Chu Qianling felt the pain as if her right foot was pierced. She let out a low voice, and her body suddenly lost its balance and leaned towards the Ruyi small square table beside Chu Qianchen.

With a pull of her hair, she tilted her body and her right hand hit the teacup that had just been removed, and knocked it toward her left hand...

"Crazy..."

The woman's shrill scream almost overturned the roof.

The hot tea was poured on Chu Qianling's left hand. The skin on the back of her hand was suddenly burned red, and instantly there were bubbles of large and small sizes, which were red and swollen.

Her left sleeve was also wet, sticking to her skin, and there were a lot of tea leaves on her sleeve. The teacup fell to the ground, and the broken porcelain pieces were split into pieces, making the ground mess.

Chu Qianling's shouts were sad and heartbreaking.

Her face turned pale, her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked pitiful.

Chu Qianchen seemed to be shocked, and said in a misunderstanding: "Three Sister, why are you so careless? Your face is already hurt, and now you are even..." She seemed to be unable to bear to say it.

"Chu Qianchen, you deliberately, you vicious woman!" Chu Qianling's face was so angry that she twisted her face. She raised her right hand and was about to slap Chu Qianchen in the face, wanting to tear her.

Shen signaled with a look, and Madam Chen quickly grabbed Chu Qianling's right hand and stopped her.

"Sister Ling, have you made enough trouble?" The lady scolded sternly, only feeling her forehead hurt.

Just now, she felt that Chu Qianling had grown up, and now this girl is making trouble again. It was obvious that she had slipped her feet and fell, so she would throw tea on her, but she was blamed on Chu Qianchen again.

No one knows a daughter better than a mother. Liu can guess what her daughter wanted to do just now, but now the one who suffers is her daughter, so of course she has to help her get justice.

Just as Liu was about to complain about his daughter, he heard Shen remind him "kindly": "Second brother and sister, I think Sister Ling'er's hands are very hot, so she has to hire a doctor as soon as possible."

Only then did Liu come to his senses.

Yes, I have to hire a doctor!

"Hurry, go and invite Dr. He from Baicaotang!"

A maid hurriedly went to invite the doctor, while Liu took Chu Qianling to leave Rongfutang.

Before leaving, Liu stared at Chu Qianchen fiercely, wishing to cut her into pieces.

Such a big news could not be hidden from the eyes of the others in the mansion, and it spread all of a sudden. After the other couples arrived at Rongfu Hall later, they all did not mention the second couple in a tacit understanding.

Soon, Dr. He from Baicaotang arrived.

After checking Chu Qianling's injury on his left hand, he gave a box of ointment for curing scalds, asked the maid to apply medicine to her, and then said carefully that the third girl might have scars.

Liu was angry and annoyed when he heard this, and directly sent the person away, complaining unhappily: "A group of quack doctors."

Sometimes this one will have scars, and sometimes that one will have scars. These quack doctors can say nothing except scars, and they don’t know how to be a doctor!

Chu Qianling's face was gloomy, and there were bursts of burning pain from her left wrist, which made her feel like she was back when her face was just injured. At that time, she was also in great pain, and she had been hurt from her face to her heart.

When doctors said that there would be scars on her face, it was like she cut her heart one after another.

"This little woman Chu Qianchen raises a bitch!" Chu Qianling said gritting her teeth, wishing she could tear Chu Qianchen's vixen-like face.

It was clearly Chu Qianchen who stole himself! Even her grandmother had been deceived.

Liu quickly comforted her softly: "Sister Ling, don't worry. Mom will definitely invite a miracle doctor for you!"

"There is everything there is a mother."

"In a few days, your grandmother's birthday will definitely come. At that time, I would like to ask the second prince to come forward, and my mother will not believe it. The miracle doctor dares not to obey!"

When Chu Qianling heard his mother mention the second prince, she felt even more uncomfortable. Gu Nanzhao's handsome face appeared in her mind, and it seemed that there were tens of millions of needles piercing her heart.

Her face became like this, and my cousin would not look at her again. There was only Chu Qianchen in my heart!

What's the point of Chu Qianchen? She just relies on her face to charm men.

Chu Qianling felt anger rushing into her heart.

She grabbed the teacup next to her and threw it hard on the ground.

"Bang!"

The teacup was smashed to pieces, but she was still not relieved. She waved her arms suddenly and waved all the cups on the table to the ground.

"ah!"

At this time, a maid in green screamed in pain.

She deliberately lowered her voice, but she still attracted the attention of Chu Qianling and Liu.

I saw a bloody hole cut by a piece of splattered porcelain pieces on the forehead of the maid in blue. She covered the wound with one hand, and blood flowed down from the cracks of her fingers, which was shocking.

The surroundings were quiet, and Chu Qianling was stunned.

Liu frowned and scolded: "Don't be lucky!"

The maid in green quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, "I'm wrong."

She didn't dare to cover her wounds anymore, and blood flowed down her forehead. Her pretty face was stained with blood, which looked scary.

Chu Qianling stared straight at the face of the maid in green, looked at her forehead, and the blood flowing from her face.

She hasn't looked at the bronze mirror for a long time since she was injured in the face.

Chu Qianling's pupils shrank suddenly, and a thought appeared in her mind: Is her face the same as Qingyu now?

"Mom...Mom." Chu Qianling was scared and subconsciously covered her veiled cheeks, and her body was trembling slightly, "My face...Mom."

Liu quickly grabbed Chu Qianling's intact right hand, comforted her softly, and then impatiently cursed at Qingyu who was kneeling on the ground, "If you can't go down, you will be disgusting when you see you."

Qingyu didn't dare to stay for too long, so she quickly packed up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground and retreated.

After she got out, she felt her face hurt even more. Looking at the blood that seemed to be warm and the blood-stained piece of porcelain, tears flowed down with grievance.

"Stop crying." Another maid named Hongjian comforted her while using a veil to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes. "If tears flow into the wound, the hole will be even harder to heal."

She handed her the veil and said, "Go and ask Madam Zhang for a leave. At least you can see the doctor first. If you leave a scar, it will be bad."

Qingyu nodded sobbingly.

She was just a second-class maid who served tea in the second wife's yard. If her face was ruined, the second wife would definitely not want her again.

The maid who serves close to his master, not to mention anything else, must at least have a pretty face. Who would leave a maid with a wounded face to get an annoyance?

The third girl used so many medicines, but the scar on her face could not heal. She was just a maid and could only afford the worst golden sore medicine. Can this injury be healed?!

If she was driven to be a maid, she would not only have half the monthly money, but she would only be leveraged to the servant in the future.

Her life was ruined.

Qingyu felt sadder the more she thought about it. Tears fell like pearl threads, and she didn't dare to cry loudly, for fear that it would spread to the house and make the masters unhappy.

Looking at Qingyu's sad look, at this time, it is inevitable that he will feel a little sad and sad.

Since the third girl was injured in the face, the second wife and the third girl's temper have become worse and worse. Last month, a little maid was sold by the second wife in anger.

They all have children from their families, and their families work in the Marquis’ Mansion. This is sold, which is equivalent to the separation of flesh and blood.

Moreover, they are all at this age, what good places can they sell?

"Qingyu, don't cry for now." Hongjian patted her back and advised, "Go and ask for leave quickly. I heard that after a person is injured, healing quickly, maybe you are not injured..." As she said that, she looked in the direction of the house, "Your wound is small and can be cured."

Qingyu Ru Ru Meng woke up and nodded quickly. She was about to leave when she looked at the closed door nervously.
To be continued...