The system asked me to chase his wife

In just a short while, Xia Mang vaguely heard voices talking from the other side of the wall.

She was walking to the corridor at this time. There was a rockery with flowers and stones on the left and a long carved wall on the right.

This path is secluded and hidden, and usually servants take it as a shortcut.

This place is secluded and the people on the other side of the wall don't know that there is a corridor here, so naturally they don't think that anyone will pass by and hear them talking.

Therefore, the voices of several people were not concealed, and Xia Mang heard them clearly.

She didn't want to pay any more attention to it, but she heard the women over there seemed to be talking about Qiao Yuandong, so she couldn't help but stop.

"Could it be that the eldest daughter of the Qiao family was divorced by her husband's family? Why did I see her entertaining guests on behalf of Madam Qiao?"

"There are many guests today, so the Qiao Mansion is short of staff. But I saw that the wife of Duke Xiang had a dull face from beginning to end. It's really boring to sit with her!"

Xia Mang couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard this.

Although Qiao Yuandong was usually aloof, he was very generous and polite in entertaining guests today. Both the host and the guests were obviously having a great time, but they had to be arranged like this.

I don't know which low-ranking official's daughter was so jealous because she was not qualified to sit with the noble lady.

The conversation on the other end continued.

"She is also a pitiful person. She became a widow at a young age and was confined to the backyard all day. She had no hope in life, so she naturally developed a dull personality."

"That's right. It's also a life of poverty."

"Tsk, if you ask me, the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion is so desolate and has no luck in prosperity. It would be a perfect match for Miss Qiao to marry there!"

This remark caused several women to laugh softly; the laughter was soft, beautiful and extremely pleasant to the ear.

But to Xia Mang, it felt like a steel knife scraping her bones in the cold winter.

As the saying goes, a good sedan is carried by thousands of people, but rotten mud is stepped on by everyone.

When the eldest daughter of the Qiao family married the young master of the Zhenguo Mansion, it was a beautiful thing that was praised by many people.

But with one sudden change, everyone changed their attitude.

It was as if Qiao Yuandong had committed a heinous sin.

Just because everyone was jealous of her, she was in full bloom.

This is the greatest sin.

Xia Mang stood quietly in the corner, listening to the conversation on the other side of the wall.

After all, this was the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, which had made great contributions, so those people didn't want to make too many comments and so they returned to talking about Qiao Yuandong.

A very sarcastic voice suddenly laughed.

"Tsk, if you ask me, don't be fooled by her acting like a bodhisattva in front of others, but you have no idea what she is like behind others' backs."

The other two were very puzzled.

"But what extraordinary inside information did you know?"

"How would I know? Look at her being a widow at such a young age, and she has been widowed for so many years. Who can endure this?"

On the other side of the carved wall, three young women in gorgeous clothes were walking and laughing around the lake.

Suddenly, they heard a burst of laughter coming from somewhere, and the three of them were so scared that they all shut their mouths.

They looked around. How could someone be laughing in such a deserted place?

"Who is it?" a lady asked bravely.

This time, they clearly heard the sound coming from the other side of the carved wall next to them.

"I'll go find your wife later. Let's deal with these gossipers first!"

When Xia Mang said this to Xiang Xiukai, she didn't say it behind anyone's back.

At this moment, a surge of anger rushed to her head, and she could no longer suppress her hot temper.

Xia Mang and Qiao Yuandong encountered such a situation during the flower-viewing banquet.

When facing those people's slander, Qiao Yuandong didn't think that they were talking about herself, and just treated it as a joke.

Qiao Yuandong was not listening today, and the person these people were talking about was not her, Xia Mang.

But somehow, Xia Mang found it irritating.

The plate of snacks that Qiao Yuandong treated her to at noon was now giving her a stomachache.

She felt that if she didn't do something, she would explode!

"Who is pretending?"

The lady on the other side of the corridor shouted and rebuked, but the corridor wall was too long, separating the two sides, and no one could see the appearance of the person on the opposite side.

Xia Mang looked up at the height of the corridor. She took a deep breath, held on to the pillar, and climbed to the top of the wall like climbing a tree.

The three ladies saw a little maid in a green gauze skirt suddenly emerge from the top of the wall. The little maid rode on the wall as lightly and flexibly as a monkey.

"Whose girl are you? How dare you be so rude!"

Xia Mang clamped her legs tightly against the wall, with one hand on her waist and the other pointing at the three people.

"Whose wives are you? Why are you so uneducated?"

Xia Mang treated the three people equally, which aroused three levels of anger at once.

"What are you saying, you daring slave?"

Xia Mang glared at the three people with his round eyes, and opened his mouth like a Gatling gun filled with shells, and began to fire indiscriminately.

"You are a long-tongued woman who doesn't know what a real person is. I am speaking human language, but you don't understand?"

"You have nothing to do all day long, gossiping about other people. You can even tell a few words about a passing dog. If you are so good at making up stories about people, why don't you go and tell stories?"

"How dare you call me unlucky? Look at your own sharp-nosed and monkey-faced appearance. Your master will lose so many years of his life if he marries you!"

"You are here as a guest at someone's house, and you are still gossiping about their daughter behind her back. How dare you not say it in front of Mrs. Qiao?"

"You want to ridicule others, but you also want to curry favor with them. I wonder if you are cheap or not!"

There is chaos here, but life is peaceful over there.

Qiao Yuandong guessed that this was arranged by Feng, so he generously invited Yun Xingqing to sit down and talk. "I'm sorry to trouble you, Master Yun."

"It's okay." Yun Xingqing raised his eyebrows, approached Qiao Yuandong and said with a familiar smile: "I should thank Aunt Qiao."

Qiao Yuandong raised his eyes and glanced at Yun Xingqing.

Everyone in the Yun family has outstanding appearance, especially Yun Xingqing and Miss Yun San.

"Mr. Yun and Miss Third Yun are indeed siblings. They look very similar."

Yun Xingqing lowered his eyebrows and smiled, like spring water melting ice.

"I call you Dong Niang as before, why don't you call me Guang Ji anymore?"

Bright wind and clear moon, that's his calligraphy.

"The past is the past, Mr. Yun, please don't make the mistake."

"Why should I make a mistake?"

Yun Xingqing's smile became even wider, revealing a sense of unrestrained and uninhibitedness.

"You have waited for three years, and I have waited for you for three years. As long as you are willing to leave the Duke's Mansion, I will welcome you in immediately."

The man's voice was so resounding that it struck Qiao Yuandong's heart like a drumstick.

The stagnant water in my chest finally began to ripple because of these words.

Just looking at Yun Xingqing's smiling eyes, Qiao Yuandong suddenly thought of the blooming roses in the mansion of Marquis Zhongyong.

And myself standing quietly under the rose.

Yun Sanniang is his biological sister.

Qiao Yuandong suddenly realized that she was not as generous and tolerant as he had imagined.

So, for no reason, she lost interest in the conversation.

"I have said everything I needed to say that day. Mr. Yun, please don't be so persistent." Qiao Yuandong slowly stood up and prepared to say goodbye.

Yun Xingqing stood up unwillingly and asked her, "Why? Three years ago, I couldn't win over the young master of the Xiang family, but he is dead now. Can't I still be able to defeat him?"

Qiao Yuandong looked at Yun Xingqing with a sigh.

"Master Yun, do you think that a woman cannot survive without a man to rely on? If I don't marry my husband, I must marry you?"

Yun Xingqing was choked by her question, and it took him a while to come back to his thoughts.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you marrying me?"

Qiao Yuandong looked at him helplessly, feeling that it was unnecessary to explain all that to him.

She simply confessed: "I don't want to get married because of my husband, and I don't want to marry you because you are not good. I just don't want to get married."

Marriage is a major life event for women. Every girl has dreamed of getting married.

But for Qiao Yuandong, her dream ended early.

She never tasted any sweetness from this short marriage, but instead suffered countless bitter consequences.

I don’t know if she’s afraid or tired, but Qiao Yuandong doesn’t want to marry anyone else in her life.

Yun Xingqing was stunned by Qiao Yuandong's words. He stood there in a daze for a long time without saying a word. Qiao Yuandong had no intention of paying any more attention to him.

After leaving the secluded courtyard, Qiao Yuandong prepared to look for Rongzhu.

When I passed through the moon-shaped gate, I saw Rongzhu coming towards me in a hurry.

When Qiao Yuandong saw her expression, his heart skipped a beat.

"What's wrong?"

Rongzhu was so panicked that sweat broke out on her forehead. When she saw Qiao Yuandong, she took two quick steps towards him.

"Manxia is in trouble!"

Qiao Yuandong couldn't help but frown when she heard this. She asked Rongzhu, "What did she do?"

Rong Zhu said directly: "I don't know why Mang Xia bumped into the visiting official's wife and was caught on the spot. She has been sent to the madam now!"

Qiao Yuandong's eyes flashed with a solemn look when he heard this: "Go and have a look!"

Rongzhu took Qiao Yuandong all the way to Mrs. Qiao's yard.

At this time, besides her and Xia Mang, there were three other ladies with angry faces in Feng's courtyard.

Feng was sitting in a rosewood armchair, with a maid standing beside her fanning her.

She and the three ladies sat under the eaves, while a tied-up maid was kneeling in the bright sun in the courtyard. It was Xia Mang.

Her mouth was stuffed with a rag and she was kneeling in the sun, feeling dizzy.

The blue bricks beneath him were getting hot from the sun, and what was even worse was a pile of broken porcelain slag on the ground.

Xia Mang was forced to kneel on the porcelain slag, which hurt her knees so much.

Looking at the spots of blood seeping out of her dress, Xia Mang glared hatefully at the three women who were sitting under the eaves to enjoy the cool air.

If she hadn't been tied up at this moment, she would have pounced on them and tickled them.

Just now, she was riding on the wall and cursing those three people happily, but she was accidentally pulled off the wall by one of them.

The lady was big and strong, and Xia Mang was caught by the ankle when she wasn't paying attention. She pulled him to the ground and knocked him unconscious.

Outnumbered by three, Xia Mang naturally had no power to fight back.

The three men called the servants in the mansion and tied Xia Mang up tightly. In order to prevent her from talking nonsense, they also stuffed her mouth.

Mrs. Qiao was in a good mood today, but suddenly someone asked her to solve a case, which made her feel unhappy.

Seeing that it was a little girl who spoiled her fun, Mrs. Qiao became even more impatient.

She knew Xia Mang as a maid serving Qiao Yuandong, but because she was a servant from the Duke's Mansion, Mrs. Qiao naturally disliked her.

The Duke's Mansion really doesn't know how to discipline its servants!
(End of this chapter)