Chapter Fifty-two: Losing Face

  The horse carriage gradually went away.

  From this moment on, she is finally free!

  Ye Qinglan felt a wave of relief in her heart, and a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of her lips. Since crossing over, this was probably her most relaxed moment yet.

  No more clever and capable Xue, no more arrogant Ye Qingfu, no more eccentric and fanatical Ye Yuanshou, and no more infatuated eyes of Xue Yushu...

  It's really refreshing.

  Of course, she would occasionally miss her cheap old dad Ye Chengli. However, the time spent together was so short, and there wasn't much deep feeling for the time being. It didn't have a big impact on life without this person anyway.

  The Changyuan Bo Fu was certainly not an easy place to settle down. However, she had no intention of fighting for power or seeking favor, and every day she would quietly stay in the He Feng Yuan, living a comfortable life, and that should be fine!

  Ye Qinglan's good mood was too obvious, even the honest Guiyuan noticed it. She couldn't help but whisper to Rui Xue: "Miss, what's going on?" Could it be that she saw Master and Madam leave, and her heart is stimulated, so she's acting so abnormal?

  The Longan's confusion is clearly written all over its face.

  Rui Xue was taken aback and lost her smile, lowering her voice to reply: "Don't ask any more questions, in short, it's a good thing that the young lady is in a good mood."

  Loquat thought for half a day and still didn't understand, so she simply stopped thinking about it and smiled foolishly.

  Hongyu was also whispering to Hongjuan: "It's really strange, the old master and mistress have all left, leaving only her behind. What is she still smiling about? Is there something wrong with her brain?"

  Hong Juan's face turned white, and she glanced nervously at Ye Qinglan not far away, forcing her voice down: "Speak softly, if this gets to Miss's ears, you'll lose your little life!"

  There's a distinction between master and servant, if they're no longer favored, the young lady is still the mistress after all, they are just slaves. How can they be so presumptuous as to criticize their mistress?

  Hong Yu let out a soft hum, and looked at Hong Juan with disdain: "Look at your courage, even if she heard it, what can she do to us? We are people by the madam's side, if she takes action against us, it's equivalent to going against the madam."

  The red swallow makes no sound.

  Don't look at Hong Yu's tough talk, in fact, once she encounters a real deal, she can't handle it. Isn't that what happened the first two times? Miss talked and laughed, quietly suppressing Hong Yu until she was speechless. Hong Yu felt uncomfortable in her heart, but only dared to complain and lose her temper in front of her...

  Just then, Ye Qinglan walked over slowly.

  Hong Juan didn't dare to slack off and hastily went over, standing honestly behind Ye Qinglan.

  Hongyu slowed down even more, deliberately moving slowly and taking her time to walk over. It's not an exaggeration to say that she was dragging her feet, as it took her a long time to cover the short distance.

  At the gate there were many maidservants with faces and heads, all secretly paying attention to the movements over here.

  The old master and mistress of the third house, as well as the young masters and misses, have all left, leaving behind only this sickly tenth miss. Anyone with discerning eyes can see that the tenth miss is not favored. Even the senior maids by her side don't take the tenth miss seriously.

  Hong Yu had long expected that her actions would attract the attention of those with ulterior motives, and a hint of complacency flashed in her eyes.

  Although Madam didn't explicitly instruct her, she had already understood Madam's intentions. Anything that could add to Ye Qinglan's troubles and annoyances, she naturally did with all her might.

  Ye Qinglan's footsteps came to a sudden stop as she stared straight at Hong Yu: "Why are you walking so slowly?"

  Hong Yu smiled hypocritically and replied: "I was standing for a long time just now, so my legs are a bit numb, that's why I walked slowly."

  Talking nonsense with one's eyes open!

  Rui Xue snorted and interrupted, "Miss, don't believe her. She was fine just now, how could she suddenly become unsteady on her feet? She's just making it up, intentionally trying to embarrass you in front of all these people."

  The old master and mistress had just left, and the slave was already thinking of cheating his master. It's really hateful!

  Hong Yu retorted, "Rui Xue, don't spout nonsense. Which eye of yours saw me lying? I've been standing for so long, my legs are numb, it's only natural that I walk slowly. I'm not doing it on purpose."

  He deliberately turned up the volume so that people nearby could hear it clearly.

  The commotion was so great that the number of onlookers, mostly women servants, grew larger and larger, gradually closing in.

  Rui Xue soon detected Hong Yu's sinister intentions and her face turned extremely ugly.

  The maids quarreled in front of their master, and it was not a glorious thing to spread out. No matter who was wrong first, Ye Qinglan, as the master, lost face.

  Hong Yu knew that her own young lady was naturally low-key and didn't like to show off, so she deliberately gave her some color to see!

  Hongyu saw Rui Xue and stopped talking, feeling more and more pleased with herself. She actually covered her face with a handkerchief and pretended to cry: "As soon as the mistress left, the young lady looked down on me. How can I live in the future..."

  The maids and wives around whispered to each other, discussing in low voices. Yet not one of them stood out to stop this farce.

  The noisy ones are also a matter of three rooms. They, who serve as lower-ranking officials, enjoy watching the commotion with ease. Who would have thought about this?

  Looking at Miss Shi again, her appearance is indeed delicate, but her small face is pale and weak, clearly showing signs of a serious illness not yet recovered from. No wonder the maids all dare to bully her...

  The snow was falling heavily and rapidly, but for a moment he couldn't think of any good way to get out of this predicament.

  If Ren Hongyu continues to make a fuss, Miss will lose face. But Hongyu has made up her mind to be unruly, what can she do? Once she takes action, won't it fall into Hongyu's trap?

  Osmanthus was young and straightforward, seeing Hongyu being so willful and mischievous, her small face had already turned white with anger. Without thinking, she took a step forward and snatched the handkerchief from Hongyu's hand: "Stop pretending. Let everyone see whether you're really crying or just faking it."

  Hong Yu's face turned red, and she burst into tears. The crowd looked at her again, and indeed, her face was clean and dry, without a single tear drop. Suddenly, the sound of stifled laughter filled the air.

  This time, it's not Ye Qinglan who is losing face.

  Hong Yu's pretty face turned red and green in the mocking gaze of the crowd, she couldn't get off the stage at all.

  Good lychee! Really good! Rui Xue's heart bloomed with joy. Just about to say something, I heard Ye Qinglan's voice faintly rising: "Alright, it's getting late, we should head back to He Feng Yuan too."

  Rui Xue replied with a crisp "yes", without even looking at Hong Yu, and followed Ye Qinglan to the side door.

  Hong Yu gritted her teeth and was about to follow, but Ye Qinglan ordered without turning around: "Hong Yu, you stay here for now."

  "Why must you leave me, a slave, behind?"

  Ye Qinglan stopped in her tracks, turned around slowly and said: "You yourself just said that you forgot? You're not limping and having trouble walking, are you? It won't hurt to rest for a while longer, and it's not too late to return to He Feng Yuan later."