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Chapter 182 The Lady of the Republic of China, Face Slapped Online (2)
Chapter 182 The Lady of the Republic of China, Face Slapped Online (2)
Probably because Yuan had just been rescued from hanging himself, Su Qinghuan was in a daze and couldn't open his eyes no matter what.
In the darkness, she heard those maids talking more and more excitedly.
"Who made the young mistress fail to keep up with the young master? Divorce is a new trend now!"
"I heard that Ms. Zhao is a talented woman who studied abroad, and she advocates freedom and equality the most! I wonder if she will treat us servants better if she becomes the young mistress of our Zhang family in the future!"
Su Qinghuan frowned, vaguely guessing that the body she lived in should be in a very bad situation.
……
At this moment, a shrill female voice stopped those maids who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.
"My lady is still the young mistress of the Zhang family! What's the matter with you one or two waiters? Don't you even give me medicine?"
"If you chew the young lady's tongue behind your back, you won't be afraid of being dismissed! Come on down, don't upset my lady!"
The little girls who were discussing were about to leave after a few obsequious responses, Su Qinghuan heard someone slam before leaving, and the sound of closing the door was very loud.
Even if the original body is going to be divorced, these people are too snobbish, right?
……
Su Qinghuan was half-conscious, thinking that the original body didn't have much status in this Zhang family, or he was too soft-tempered.
——Even if the tree falls and the monkeys scatter, they won't be able to overwhelm even a few servants, and they will be ashamed like this.
The little fox clenched her hands slightly, and vaguely saw a peach-red figure sitting in front of her bed, the other's tears fell patter and fell on her hand outside the brocade quilt.
"Wuuu, my poor lady, how can this be good, the master is dead, and the fifth master is busy to succeed the president, the Zhang family dares to bully you like this!"
"Zhang Yaozong, that goddamn white-eyed wolf! He ran away without even taking off the hipa on the wedding night! The tuition fee for studying abroad is still paid with your dowry money!"
"He just left, but you have worked tirelessly in the Zhang family to serve your in-laws! In the past three years, even if you have no credit, you have worked hard! Donate money and effort, and do everything with all your heart. How can you be divorced?!"
"How can their Zhang family be so cruel? Woooooo..."
The maid cried more and more sadly, and in the end she just spat in righteous indignation.
"Master shouldn't have promised you to that bastard back then! It was the Zhang family who wanted to marry you back then, but now they keep talking about free love? I think Zhang Yaozong just stayed abroad with that young lady of the Zhao family. He has no morals and no shame at all!"
……
The maid in front of him was probably the one who came to the Zhang family as a dowry when the original owner got married, and she was very loyal.
But Su Qinghuan is currently ill, and hearing this little girl's grievances over and over again gave her a headache.
She spoke very weakly.
"Water...I'm so thirsty..."
"Miss, are you awake? Xiao Tao pours it for you!"
The pink figure grabbed the little fox's hand in surprise, and quickly brought the white porcelain bowl by the side of the bed.
Su Qinghuan's lips were pried open by the spoon, but what was poured in was not clear water, but bitter concoction.
"Cough, cough, cough...it's so bitter."
The concoction was obviously mixed with too much coptis and skullcap, and it was not boiled with rock sugar. Su Qinghuan swallowed it into her mouth and almost spat it out!
But when she was stimulated by the medicinal liquid, she found that her spirit seemed to be better than before, and she finally opened her eyes completely.
"Don't feed the medicine, I want to drink water...you are...cough, Xiaotao, right? Pour me a glass of water."
Su Qinghuan calmly glanced at the girl who was about eighteen or nineteen years old in front of her.
The other party's face is round, his facial features are not beautiful, and he has a few freckles, but his eyes are full of intelligence.
Xiaotao wears long braids, her clothes are tops and skirts, and a pair of light gray cloth shoes are too thin and slender, obviously bound her feet!
God, the original body must have bound feet like Xiaotao, right?
Feudal superstition kills people!
Su Qinghuan's scalp went numb for a while, she quickly stretched her feet out of the brocade quilt, and saw that although her feet were slender, their size was still normal, she quickly breathed a sigh of relief.
——Fortunately, Yuan's feet were not bound, otherwise she would have died of pain when she walked!
……
Seeing Su Qinghuan's abnormal behavior, Xiaotao trembled with fright, and tears fell down again.
"Miss, why don't you even know Xiaotao well, woohoo, miss, don't scare me..."
Seeing that the little girl was about to cry again, Su Qinghuan's head grew dizzy for a while. In fact, she didn't have much experience in comforting others, so she could only shake her head and smile as hard as she could.
"Xiao Tao, don't worry, I'm just a little dizzy, don't I recognize you now? Pour me a glass of water."
There was a smell of coptis in her throat, and she really couldn't bear it.
……
Xiao Tao hastily poured a bowl of water over, and Su Qinghuan found that Xiao Tao's foot binding should not be very formal, because she walked quite fast.
Su Qinghuan felt sorry for this little girl, she took the initiative to lift off the brocade quilt, put on her shoes, and walked towards the dressing table.
Bronze mirrors in the Republic of China are not very popular anymore, but dioramas are just in time. The Zhang family can be regarded as wealthy, and the diorama on the dressing table clearly reflects the face of the little fox at the moment.
In the mirror, the girl's complexion was sickly pale, and there were deep strangulation marks on her thin neck, which were obviously marks left by hanging.
When Su Qinghuan touched the wound, she felt a dull pain.
But the facial features of the person in the mirror are not particularly distinct, because the original owner has a thick layer of bangs, which almost completely cover the eyes.
The little fox looked down and saw that he was wearing clothes similar to Xiaotao's jacket and skirt. They were half-new and not old, and they were all scratched, but the material was better, it should be made of silk.
Looking at the old dress that obviously didn't fit well and looked very bloated, Su Qinghuan curled her lips.
——The original owner really didn't care about it in the Zhang family. As the young mistress, the Zhang family didn't even give them new clothes that fit her.
……
Just as Su Qinghuan was complaining inwardly, there was suddenly the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.
A young man wearing a Western-style white shirt and black trousers walked in, holding a thin piece of paper in his hand, with a very gloomy expression.
"Su Qinghuan, today's divorce letter, you have to sign it if you don't! I already have Ms. Zhao in my heart, it is impossible to continue this wrong arranged marriage with you!"
The man raised his chin proudly, without even looking at Su Qinghuan.
In his opinion, old-fashioned women like Su Qinghuan are the remnants of feudalism!
If it wasn't for his weak body, even his little feet were almost bound!
She doesn't understand any new culture, and she doesn't deserve to stand next to him!
He, Zhang Yaozong, is a progressive young man in the new era, and he must never let such a rotten woman become his wife!
……
Xiaotao burst into tears when she heard the man's words, she begged bitterly.
"Master, my young lady has just been rescued, you are forcing her to die!"
"One day husband and wife, one hundred days of grace, I beg you to think about it again!...Xiaotao knelt down for you..."
Su Qinghuan's eyelids twitched, and she quickly grabbed Xiaotao who was about to kneel down.
She glanced coldly at the menacing man.
"Oh, I can't imagine that some young people who claim to be full of foreign ink can only engage in feudal divorce! They can't even write a divorce agreement!"
(End of this chapter)
Probably because Yuan had just been rescued from hanging himself, Su Qinghuan was in a daze and couldn't open his eyes no matter what.
In the darkness, she heard those maids talking more and more excitedly.
"Who made the young mistress fail to keep up with the young master? Divorce is a new trend now!"
"I heard that Ms. Zhao is a talented woman who studied abroad, and she advocates freedom and equality the most! I wonder if she will treat us servants better if she becomes the young mistress of our Zhang family in the future!"
Su Qinghuan frowned, vaguely guessing that the body she lived in should be in a very bad situation.
……
At this moment, a shrill female voice stopped those maids who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.
"My lady is still the young mistress of the Zhang family! What's the matter with you one or two waiters? Don't you even give me medicine?"
"If you chew the young lady's tongue behind your back, you won't be afraid of being dismissed! Come on down, don't upset my lady!"
The little girls who were discussing were about to leave after a few obsequious responses, Su Qinghuan heard someone slam before leaving, and the sound of closing the door was very loud.
Even if the original body is going to be divorced, these people are too snobbish, right?
……
Su Qinghuan was half-conscious, thinking that the original body didn't have much status in this Zhang family, or he was too soft-tempered.
——Even if the tree falls and the monkeys scatter, they won't be able to overwhelm even a few servants, and they will be ashamed like this.
The little fox clenched her hands slightly, and vaguely saw a peach-red figure sitting in front of her bed, the other's tears fell patter and fell on her hand outside the brocade quilt.
"Wuuu, my poor lady, how can this be good, the master is dead, and the fifth master is busy to succeed the president, the Zhang family dares to bully you like this!"
"Zhang Yaozong, that goddamn white-eyed wolf! He ran away without even taking off the hipa on the wedding night! The tuition fee for studying abroad is still paid with your dowry money!"
"He just left, but you have worked tirelessly in the Zhang family to serve your in-laws! In the past three years, even if you have no credit, you have worked hard! Donate money and effort, and do everything with all your heart. How can you be divorced?!"
"How can their Zhang family be so cruel? Woooooo..."
The maid cried more and more sadly, and in the end she just spat in righteous indignation.
"Master shouldn't have promised you to that bastard back then! It was the Zhang family who wanted to marry you back then, but now they keep talking about free love? I think Zhang Yaozong just stayed abroad with that young lady of the Zhao family. He has no morals and no shame at all!"
……
The maid in front of him was probably the one who came to the Zhang family as a dowry when the original owner got married, and she was very loyal.
But Su Qinghuan is currently ill, and hearing this little girl's grievances over and over again gave her a headache.
She spoke very weakly.
"Water...I'm so thirsty..."
"Miss, are you awake? Xiao Tao pours it for you!"
The pink figure grabbed the little fox's hand in surprise, and quickly brought the white porcelain bowl by the side of the bed.
Su Qinghuan's lips were pried open by the spoon, but what was poured in was not clear water, but bitter concoction.
"Cough, cough, cough...it's so bitter."
The concoction was obviously mixed with too much coptis and skullcap, and it was not boiled with rock sugar. Su Qinghuan swallowed it into her mouth and almost spat it out!
But when she was stimulated by the medicinal liquid, she found that her spirit seemed to be better than before, and she finally opened her eyes completely.
"Don't feed the medicine, I want to drink water...you are...cough, Xiaotao, right? Pour me a glass of water."
Su Qinghuan calmly glanced at the girl who was about eighteen or nineteen years old in front of her.
The other party's face is round, his facial features are not beautiful, and he has a few freckles, but his eyes are full of intelligence.
Xiaotao wears long braids, her clothes are tops and skirts, and a pair of light gray cloth shoes are too thin and slender, obviously bound her feet!
God, the original body must have bound feet like Xiaotao, right?
Feudal superstition kills people!
Su Qinghuan's scalp went numb for a while, she quickly stretched her feet out of the brocade quilt, and saw that although her feet were slender, their size was still normal, she quickly breathed a sigh of relief.
——Fortunately, Yuan's feet were not bound, otherwise she would have died of pain when she walked!
……
Seeing Su Qinghuan's abnormal behavior, Xiaotao trembled with fright, and tears fell down again.
"Miss, why don't you even know Xiaotao well, woohoo, miss, don't scare me..."
Seeing that the little girl was about to cry again, Su Qinghuan's head grew dizzy for a while. In fact, she didn't have much experience in comforting others, so she could only shake her head and smile as hard as she could.
"Xiao Tao, don't worry, I'm just a little dizzy, don't I recognize you now? Pour me a glass of water."
There was a smell of coptis in her throat, and she really couldn't bear it.
……
Xiao Tao hastily poured a bowl of water over, and Su Qinghuan found that Xiao Tao's foot binding should not be very formal, because she walked quite fast.
Su Qinghuan felt sorry for this little girl, she took the initiative to lift off the brocade quilt, put on her shoes, and walked towards the dressing table.
Bronze mirrors in the Republic of China are not very popular anymore, but dioramas are just in time. The Zhang family can be regarded as wealthy, and the diorama on the dressing table clearly reflects the face of the little fox at the moment.
In the mirror, the girl's complexion was sickly pale, and there were deep strangulation marks on her thin neck, which were obviously marks left by hanging.
When Su Qinghuan touched the wound, she felt a dull pain.
But the facial features of the person in the mirror are not particularly distinct, because the original owner has a thick layer of bangs, which almost completely cover the eyes.
The little fox looked down and saw that he was wearing clothes similar to Xiaotao's jacket and skirt. They were half-new and not old, and they were all scratched, but the material was better, it should be made of silk.
Looking at the old dress that obviously didn't fit well and looked very bloated, Su Qinghuan curled her lips.
——The original owner really didn't care about it in the Zhang family. As the young mistress, the Zhang family didn't even give them new clothes that fit her.
……
Just as Su Qinghuan was complaining inwardly, there was suddenly the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door.
A young man wearing a Western-style white shirt and black trousers walked in, holding a thin piece of paper in his hand, with a very gloomy expression.
"Su Qinghuan, today's divorce letter, you have to sign it if you don't! I already have Ms. Zhao in my heart, it is impossible to continue this wrong arranged marriage with you!"
The man raised his chin proudly, without even looking at Su Qinghuan.
In his opinion, old-fashioned women like Su Qinghuan are the remnants of feudalism!
If it wasn't for his weak body, even his little feet were almost bound!
She doesn't understand any new culture, and she doesn't deserve to stand next to him!
He, Zhang Yaozong, is a progressive young man in the new era, and he must never let such a rotten woman become his wife!
……
Xiaotao burst into tears when she heard the man's words, she begged bitterly.
"Master, my young lady has just been rescued, you are forcing her to die!"
"One day husband and wife, one hundred days of grace, I beg you to think about it again!...Xiaotao knelt down for you..."
Su Qinghuan's eyelids twitched, and she quickly grabbed Xiaotao who was about to kneel down.
She glanced coldly at the menacing man.
"Oh, I can't imagine that some young people who claim to be full of foreign ink can only engage in feudal divorce! They can't even write a divorce agreement!"
(End of this chapter)
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