There was a sneer on Qian's lips, and it was difficult for him to wait patiently for Liu Wanrou's words.

Liu Wanrou frowned and lowered her head,

"Miss Feng was brought back by her father. She plays the pipa very well.

Other than that, my daughter doesn’t know anything.”

Qian sneered from the bottom of his heart.

What did she think? It turned out that she was seduced by Hu Meizi outside.

But she didn’t have much trust in Liu Wanrou who told her all this.

She knows how she has treated Liu Wanrou over the years, and she also knows that there is a deep separation between people's hearts.

Therefore, after Liu Wanrou left, Qian asked Xia He for questioning.

"What she just said was the truth?"

Xia He said nothing.

Qian: "It seems that you have known about this for a long time and have been hiding it from me."

"Madam, slave, this slave is afraid that the lady will be worried."

Qian's face was gloomy and he said nothing.

She was really worried.

In the past, she didn't need to worry, but now her situation is not good. If a new person is added to the family at this time, it will be even more detrimental to her.

But now that she is grounded, she has no way to fight back.

Liu Wanrou went to see Liu Heting the next day.

Mainly to plead for Qian's sake.

Since he was dismissed from his official position, Liu Heting spent more time in Liu Mansion. In his free time, he mostly listened to Feng Zhenzhen playing the pipa.

Therefore, when Liu Wanrou saw Liu Heting, Feng Zhenzhen was holding the pipa at the side, and the strings she played trembled slightly, making the master become more and more calm.

Liu Heting sipped his tea after hearing Liu Wanrou's words and said nothing, but his face looked ugly to the naked eye.

With a smile on her lips, Feng Zhenzhen glanced at Liu Wanrou and said lightly to Liu Heting,

"Liu Lang is so lucky. The eldest lady is really filial."

Feng Zhenzhen spoke first. Liu Heting was slightly startled and had no intention of further questioning.

"Just do as you say."

He turned around and told his servants that Qian could go out of the yard, but she could no longer leave the house casually.

Leaving the main courtyard, Yun Lan walked behind. Thinking of the stiff atmosphere just now, she felt frightened.

"Today is really dangerous. If the master gets angry, I'm afraid the young lady will also be affected."

When passing by the courtyard, Liu Wanrou raised her hand and stroked the new branches that had sprouted in the spring, and said meaningfully,

"If the bird is locked up for a long time, the play will not go on."

Yun Lan: "..."

Before she could understand what it meant, Liu Wanrou had already moved on.

Mrs. Qian knew that the confinement had been lifted, and when she learned that it was Liu Wanrou who helped plead for mercy, although she was surprised, she did not feel any gratitude.

Now that she can leave the yard, there is one thing that she needs to solve urgently.

After asking about it, we went to the pavilion where Feng Zhenzhen often played the pipa.

When Mr. Qian came over, he could see his back from a distance. When he got closer, the sound of the pipa stopped.

Feng Zhenzhen turned around when she heard the footsteps behind her.

Young beauty is the most directly offensive.

Even though Qian came with great momentum, the moment he stood in front of Feng Zhenzhen, he was completely defeated.

Beauty is a weapon that can be used,

The person in front of her always had a charming look on her eyes and brows, but she always looked at people indifferently. She glanced over briefly, and her alienated temperament immediately made her beauty unattainable.

The first impression of Feng Zhenzhen is that of beauty.

Secondly, the message conveyed is that although beauties are beautiful, they are not all weak. Instead, they hide many stories.

She stood quietly, but she could feel her aura expanding outward.

It is completely opposite to Pandan's ordinary timidity.

Her eyes were shallow and she glanced lightly, as if she didn't care about anything in the world.

He said as he looked away,

"Is something wrong?"

Just two words, as if she is the host and those who come are the guests.

Qian took a deep breath and could only look at her with disdainful eyes, as if looking at the lowest actor, in an attempt to gain the upper hand in the confrontation.

"The sky is clear and the music is playing in broad daylight. What do you think is the orchestra here?"

Since you come to the house, you should observe etiquette. Has no one taught you the rules of the house?"

Xia He came out to help at this time,

"Being a concubine has its own rules.

Now that you have entered the mansion, you should meet your wife and offer her tea."

Feng Zhenzhen saw the jealousy in the other person's eyes and didn't care. When he sat down again, he strummed the pipa strings again and said,

"I'm not a concubine."

Qian: "..."

Xia He: "..."

With her fingertips gently twisting and twisting, a gentle tone came out, Feng Zhenzhen said,

"Liu Lang asked me to stay here temporarily."

Qian looked at the person in front of him and cursed in his mind, "You are such a little slut, you are so shameless, even the title is so disrespectful."

"In what capacity do you stay here?"

Feng Zhenzhen showed no weakness at all,

"What does it have to do with you?"

Qian: "..."

Feng Zhenzhen's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and she continued to wave her eyebrows, with a smile on her lips, like a sneer,

"I heard that you are Liu Lang's stepmother. I saw you today, but that's all."

Qian took two steps forward angrily, his raised hand stopped in mid-air, and he was about to wave it down.

"you--"

Feng Zhenzhen raised her eyes at this moment and locked her gaze on Qian.

"Is this what Madam came here to say?"

Qian: "What do you mean?"

Feng Zhenzhen raised her eyes and looked at Qian for a moment, then called the maid beside her,

"Ying'er, make some tea."

"yes."

Feng Zhenzhen picked up the hot tea in front of her.

Just when Mr. Qian was confused, he saw Feng Zhenzhen pouring tea on his right hand.

The tea that was brought was boiling hot, and the moment it was poured on my hands, my skin was blistered.

Not only her hands, but also the pipa was splashed with hot tea.

Qian looked at her actions with unconcealed surprise in his eyes.

Feng Zhenzhen seemed not to feel any pain, and met Qian's gaze.

"If you want to be beaten, then beat, if you want to be scolded, then scold, why bother to show off?

As you wish, my hand is injured, but are you still satisfied?"

After saying that, the tea cup fell to the ground, and the crisp sound attracted many people.

Qian noticed that there were gradually more people around her. When she saw Feng Zhenzhen again, she felt that the other person's eyes were filled with arrogance, but after opening her mouth for a long time, she couldn't say a word.

Finally, under Xia He's persuasion, he had to leave temporarily.
To be continued...