The Precious Lady – Chapter 122

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第122章 人死灯灭
赵恒抓着她的时候,才发觉她全身在发抖,手掌上一片恐怖的青筋迭起。

红梅扑到绿萍身上,双目赤红的指着温月骂:“是你!是你带着人闯进来!绿萍定然是听到你们说那些话才想不开的!你们都是杀人凶手!”

温月和大伯爷三人刚踏进后院就听见红梅急赤白脸的一顿骂,当下虽说脸上挂不住,但也着实有两分心虚。

“你这丫头…怎么对主家说话的?谁能想得到这丫头性子这么刚烈——”

早不死,晚不死,偏在他们说话的时候死!

“再者说,没说现在就撵她走,她可倒好,听话听一半就自己下了决断!这脏水你可休想往我们身上泼!”

大伯爷也连忙道:“没错!要我说,死了还干净些,省得外面人乱嚼舌根子…这被人奸污过的女子…你不嫌脏我还嫌脏呢!”

到底是条人命,三叔公已经有了退意,作势要往外走,还嚷嚷着:“这事儿跟咱们可没关系,是她自己要寻短见!晦气!大晚上的真晦气,我得赶紧离开这儿……”

温月瞧见温婉那脸色,生怕温婉迁怒到自己身上,又不想和死人呆一屋,当下也跟着三叔公往后撤,“大侄女,既然你家中有事,我们几个就先回了。”

她又语无伦次的安慰着,“不过是个丫头,别放在心上,你既有银子,什么样贴心的丫头找不着?”

说罢,三个人就要走!
忽的。

温月只觉手上一紧。

手腕发麻后,一阵剧烈的疼痛袭来。

那一句“贴心”狠狠刺痛了温婉。

眼前仿佛浮现起绿萍总是逼着温婉承认她是最贴心丫头的模样。

她总是问自己:姑娘,谁是你最贴心的丫头。

温婉胸脯起伏,目眦欲裂,死死捉着温月的手不松开,“想走?!没那么容易!”

温月瞧见温婉发了狂,当下求救的看向温维明,“温老二,你这女儿魔怔了,快…快让她放了我!”

另两个人见状就要脚底抹油。

寒芒一闪。

赵恒长剑利落出鞘,“叮”一声,重重压在大伯爷的肩上。

大伯爷登时吓破了胆,哆哆嗦嗦话都说不清楚,“你…你…你…要作甚?”

温月惧怕温婉,却不怕赵恒这个上门女婿,又想起赵恒夺了齐贵立这门婚事,嫉妒得心里直冒酸水。

这一下新仇旧恨全涌了上来,也顾不得往日贤良淑德的形象,当下娇喝一声:“赵恒,你要做什么?!你不过是温家养的一条狗,狗也敢对主人不敬?”

赵恒将长剑往下一压,大伯爷立刻“哎哟哎哟”的叫了起来。

那男子身长玉立,一身玄色衣袍,即使隔着面具却也感受到溢出来的杀意,“大姑母不也曾经削尖了脑袋让齐贵立来当温家的狗吗?既当不上,那何必在此狺狺狂吠?”

温月不曾料到一个赘婿竟也如此猖狂,“你…你…好毒的一张嘴!”

赵恒冷笑,“多谢姑母夸奖。”

正僵持着,温老爹却上前捉住温婉的手。

小娘子攒着一股劲,下颚处肌肉紧绷,始终不肯松手。

温月痛得直叫。

“温婉!”

温维明见女儿如此,哪能不痛心,可一码归一码,总不好因为一个丫头的死就把温月困在这里。

他只能使劲,一根根将温婉的手指生生掰开。

温婉肩膀微微抖动,强忍啜泣,终于缓缓松开手。

陈妈这时候也跟上来,在温维明的眼色示意下把温婉拉开,擦着眼泪劝道:“大姑娘,先让绿萍这丫头入土为安吧。”

那三人脱了身,立刻脚底抹油,生怕下一刻温婉迁怒他们。

这温家的大丫头也太凶残了。

还有那赵恒,一个戴着面具人不人鬼不鬼的东西,发起狠来跟个活阎王似的!
这两口子…一个赛一个的毒……

温婉重重呼出一口气,缓缓走到绿萍身边。

这一刻,腿似千斤坠。

她本意蹲在地上,脚下一软,“咚”一声膝盖着地。

膝盖处一阵撕心裂肺的剧痛传来。

那一日她听闻绿萍回来,膝盖正正撞到桌椅腿上,过了两天,这疼痛才袭来,叫她全身一颤。

她双手撑住冰冷的石板地面,垂眸间,一滴眼泪“滴答”落下。

绿萍啊…

她只希望,绿萍能睁开眼睛,再茶言茶语的问她:姑娘,你说,谁是最贴心的丫头?
温婉紧紧抿着的嘴唇忍不住发颤,口齿之间,腥甜外涌。

你是。

你是我最贴心的丫头。

只有你。

到了下半夜,正是夜色正浓睡得正酣的时候。

南街上做丧事金纸生意的安详堂的大门却被急促敲响。

金纸铺不同其他店铺,甭管太平盛世还是乱世,甭管白天黑夜,总有死人。

有死人,金纸铺便有生意。

值夜的小二见怪不怪,打着哈欠开了门,按照对方要求,麻利的抓起他们店内卖得最好的套餐,一件像样的寿衣、几沓金纸、白烛,那人急匆匆的拿走,很快脚步消失在浓浓的夜色之中。

等那人走远了,那小二才忽然反应过来,“哎,那不是温家的吗?温家…谁死了?”

温家啊,可真是就没消停过。

温家死了人,仆人们忙碌了一夜,大家伙心有余悸,都睁着眼睛睡不着。

后院到处亮着白蜡烛,黄沁沁的,显出阴森诡谲。

红梅眼睛肿得像是核桃,接过陈妈买来的寿衣,又想起绿萍出事那天穿的那身烟霞色褙子,再看一眼这粗麻做的寿衣,心中难受。

绿萍那丫头…多爱臭美啊。

红梅站起身来,险些晕倒,她揉了揉发麻的大腿,对陈妈说道:“我屋里有件衣裳是今年新做的,粉嫩嫩的颜色,上面还绣着荷花。绿萍前几天还跟我说问能不能借着穿一回…”

说到这里,红梅眼泪簌簌而下,“早知如此,我送她十件百件又如何?”

红梅取了衣裳回来,一路上没见什么人,温家仆人们都躲着后院。

大约是觉得死了人晦气。

红梅能理解,却更难受。

人走茶凉,人死灯灭。

回了后院,陈妈用温水给绿萍擦身子,经过两天休养,绿萍身上那些狰狞的伤口慢慢好转,身上青紫却并没有褪去,整个人像是一个破碎的玩偶安静的躺在那里。

(本章完)

The Precious Lady

The Precious Lady

万金娘子
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The text is as follows: "【The Merchant Lady vs. The Cunning Power Lord】 It is said that the Wen family in Ping County has a fortune made of gold and jewels, even the bowls for eating are made of gold. Unfortunately, Old Master Wen has difficulty producing heirs, with only two daughters. With Old Master Wen gravely ill, the Wen family is about to be stripped bare by relatives. The newly arrived Wen Wan is quite anxious. She desperately needs a well-behaved and docile son-in-law—just as Wei Zheng, the Marquis of Huai'an, who was sent to Jiangnan to investigate a case, is ambushed and left in critical condition, he is knocked unconscious and urgently delivered to Wen Wan’s bed. The amnesiac Wei Zheng becomes the Wen family's son-in-law Zhao Heng. His hand that once wielded a sword turns into one that cooks soup. Finally, Wen Wan diagnoses a pregnancy and without hesitation throws the drugged Wei Zheng into the snow-capped mountains five hundred miles away, leaving him to fend for himself. Meanwhile, she dons a white flower on her head and black gauze on her arm, throwing a banquet to bid farewell to her "suddenly deceased" husband. When the citizens of Ping County mention the merchant lady, they all sigh: This young woman is suffering! Her man is dead, leaving her to live with her old father and two children. Don’t let her wealth fool you; she must be in immense pain. Wen Wan wipes her tears with a handkerchief, repeatedly agreeing, fearing others might see her secretly delighted heart. Later, as the Wen family's fortunes attract envy, Wen Wan is thrown into prison. The one handling the case is none other than the renowned Marquis of Huai'an. The Wen family exhausts all their wealth in efforts, but the case makes no progress. In the prison, a cold-eyed man in a blue shirt asks her, “Merchant Wen, I’ve heard that you once vowed to remain faithful to your deceased husband for life?” Wen Wan trembles: Brother, I was being honest, please let me go."

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