A decade of entanglement with 10 women's misfortune

  Chapter 10: The Pitiful Woman

  These days, Wanwan has been very obedient and stayed in bed to rest her waist injury. Fenghe took care of all the details of her daily life, and whenever she felt uncomfortable, Fenghe would massage her lazy flesh. With three meals a day plus snacks, Wanwan had become pale and weak after several days.

  "Wind Lotus Sister." Wanwan tried to get up.

  "Miss, you'd better lie back down, don't hurt yourself again." After a few days of interaction, Fenghe had varying degrees of goodwill towards her new master. Wanwan was neither difficult to get along with nor overly talkative; she did what she thought and Wanwan cooperated fully. If they weren't in a servant-master relationship, it would seem like Fenghe was the mistress and Wanwan was an obedient little maid.

  "No, Wind Lotus sister, I think I'm almost fine now, walking is no problem." Wanwan rubbed her sore waist "Wind Lotus, can I go for a walk?"

  "Alright, alright, Miss said whatever Fenghe agreed to." Fenghe bowed down to help Wanwan put on her embroidered shoes and supported her as she stood up. The general hadn't given any instructions, so Fenghe thought about it and decided to call Wanwan "Miss" anyway.

  These days, Pan Yu Yang didn't come here again. Wanwan also stopped thinking about those things and stood up with a bit of dizziness. Fenghe supported Wanwan as she wandered around the room. "Fenghe, my waist doesn't hurt anymore, I'm fine." Wanwan walked smoothly, excitedly looking at Fenghe, finally able to leave that damn bed. It turned out walking was also so comfortable. She thought about how she had been lying in bed for days, her whole body feeling like it was filled with lead.

  Fenghe glanced at the weather outside and said, "Miss, it's not as sultry today as it was in the past few days. Why don't I accompany you for a walk outside?"

  This proposal was indeed welcomed with a smile! "Can I go out? Great, take me out for a walk!"

  "En en." Feng He smiled as usual and supported him with his arm, walking slowly out of the inner room.

  The walking space of the two was limited to the small courtyard outside Pan Yueyang's main house. The mansions of official families were mostly designed in this way, with public gardens and entertainment venues for receiving guests, while the rest were separate courtyards of different sizes, each belonging to a master or mistress. These small courtyards also had their own gardens, pavilions, and rooms for upper and lower servants. Wanwan lived in the lower house of Pan Yueyang's Yunlu Courtyard. Each courtyard also had its own small kitchen, unless there was a grand banquet, the masters would have their meals provided by their own kitchen staff. The steward only needed to distribute monthly allowances to each master on time and take care of their expenses.

  The two of them were walking back and forth in front of Pan Yu Yang's master bedroom.

  "Snow Clear Maiden." Feng He's sharp eyes saw Snow Clear walking alone towards the arched gate, and he respectfully turned sideways to pay his respects.

  Xue Qing had known that the two were there since early morning. As soon as she walked into the yard, not far away, with her many years of martial arts training and deep internal strength, she could feel the faint footsteps outside Moyang's house. Smiling at the two, Xue Qing nodded slightly, and Feng He stood up.

  "Snowing sister." Wanwan also cleverly saluted, she was led into the mansion by Snowing, and this sister had been educating her since she entered the mansion.

  "Wanwan, such a great gift, I can't accept it." Xue Qing quickly supported Wanwan who was bowing and paying respects. Since Yueshang said to keep her, she naturally also found someone to ask questions, so Wanwan was also Yueshang's person. No matter how uncomfortable she felt in her heart, she knew that this was also half of the master.

  "Snowy sister, Wanwan sees Zhang Mama... A few days ago, Zhang Mama asked Wanwan to wash clothes, but Wanwan hasn't taken care of them yet." Wanwan lowered her head in shame, as if she was a child who had done something wrong.

  "Wanwan, from now on you don't have to do laundry anymore. As the general's wife, you're also considered half the master of this household. These servant tasks will naturally be taken care of by others." Xueqing stood opposite Wanwan with a neutral expression "A few days ago I heard the general mention that Miss Wanwan had suffered some external injuries. Are you feeling better today?"

  "It's all right! Thank you for your concern, Sister Xueqing." Wanwan gives Xueqing a big smile.

  This smile, Snow Qing was dazed, no wonder Moon Yang would keep her. This woman is not only stunningly beautiful, but also has a smile that is so innocent and pure, without any worldly desires or motives, without any hidden intentions or schemes. She hadn't seen such a smile in a long time.

  "Snowing won't stay for long, take good care of your injury, Miss Wan." With that, Snowing quickly walked out.

  Xue Qing had been suppressing her feelings for a long time. She had always wanted to find Wan Wan, but this sudden appearance of a woman undoubtedly added some obstacles to her life. However, with or without these obstacles was not important, as she would never be Moyang's woman anyway. With nothing better to do today, she followed her thoughts and unknowingly walked to Yunlu Courtyard. She couldn't help but want to take a look at Wan Wan. If she hadn't seen her, it would have been fine; she could still have had more thoughts about competing for something. But after seeing her today, even Xue Qing found herself somewhat fond of Wan Wan - let alone the men.

  Xue Qing lowered her head, pursed her lips and left with a bitter smile. Not long after, she felt someone else approaching in this direction. The footsteps indicated that it was another woman, the soft and boneless kind. She could guess who it was. With a flip of her body, Xue Qing hid among the dense branches of the trees.

  "Madam, what if we see the general inside?" Tuantuan thought for a long time.

  "What's there to be afraid of? We're just going to take a look at that cheap person, and besides, won't she have to address my sister in the future anyway? What's wrong with taking a look?" Unable to bear this timid maid, Mei'er gave her a disdainful stare.

  Xue Qing, who was hiding in the tree, sneered and curled up the corner of her mouth. The shallow woman couldn't sit still!

  "Miss, that's enough, don't get too tired, let's go back and rest for a while."

  "Uh, actually I'm not tired. Fenghe sister said to go back and listen to her words." Wanwan smiled obediently and was about to head into the room.

  "Oh, sister sees the younger sister come and deliberately doesn't see the guest?" Yan'er had just stepped into the inner garden when she saw the master and servant turning back to enter the house, immediately raising her voice.

  She turned around to look, wearing a white dress, light makeup, and a gentle woman like water, with sorrowful eyes that seemed to be filled with tears, giving off an ethereal feeling as if she were a celestial being descended to the mortal world.

  The wind lotus attached to the curved ear side, lowering the volume "Miss, this is the general's concubine, Madame Mei."

  She blinked her big innocent eyes, confused.

  Mei'er smiled and walked over with a gentle and elegant demeanor, exuding the charm of a woman. "Sister," she said warmly, her words touching Mei's heart.

  Looking at the silly and foolish appearance, Yan's heart was pleased a few points. This wonderful person, although good-looking, was more beautiful than her, but with an empty and hollow expression, wasn't her opponent after all.

  Enthusiastically, she grabbed Wanwan and said, "Sister, the days in the mansion are short-lived. I heard that you've been feeling unwell lately, perhaps because you miss your sister." The tinkling laughter accompanied Wanwan as they entered her room.

  "Uh-huh." Wanwan nodded in agreement, but she really didn't know. She only knew Zhang Ma, Zhang the chef, Fenghe, and some people she hadn't interacted with before, just familiar faces. This beautiful sister, it was truly her first time seeing her.

  " Fairy sister." Wanwan's surprised little face was full of smiles.

  "Hehehe... " Yan'er's face turned into a peach blossom shape when she was described like this, and she loved hearing it.

  "Sister's body is a bit better." The enthusiasm remained, and the frown did not let go of the curved little hand, as if it was an intimate reunion.

  "Wow, I can finally go out and walk now! Fairy sister, why are you so beautiful?" Wanwan looked at Tiantian with a happy smile.

  "Sister is just as beautiful, elder sister heard that younger sister is a great beauty, these few days really can't help but be curious, heard that younger sister's body has almost recovered, will come over to visit soon, come, quickly sit down and talk, don't tire younger sister out again, at that time it won't just be elder sister who will feel heartache, General will feel even more heartache. Yan'er took the initiative as if she were the mistress of this estate."

  "Oh." Wanwan sat down after hearing the words.

  "Alright, now that I've seen my sister's body has recovered, I can finally put my mind at ease. I won't disturb your rest anymore, sister. If you're not bored in the future, come visit me at Autumn Intentions Courtyard." Yan'er felt that her conversation with Wanwan was completely uninteresting, and she said so. If it weren't for Wanwan's vacant expression, she would have thought this woman was acting incredibly realistically.

  "Good." The fairy sister's invitation made Wanwan immediately agree.

  Yin'er put down the curved hand that had been pulling her, and DouDou came forward to support Yin'er. "Madam, be careful of the steps..." The two walked away slowly.

  Her brow furrowed as she gazed back at him, his gentle smile still soothing. She felt a bit more at ease, realizing that he had been testing her skills all along, but found nothing in her dantian. She sighed inwardly, reminding herself not to be too emotional, for she was on a mission and had to conceal her true abilities. The irony was that while hiding in plain sight beside Pan Yueyang, she had fallen for this man.

  Xue Qing fell backwards, her face unchanged, her eyes glanced upwards, it was still her. She had to drive a wedge between Pan Yueyang and Xue Qing's relationship, otherwise this woman would definitely become the master's stumbling block!

  Pretending not to notice someone behind her, Yan'er let out a soft sigh.

  "Madam, what's wrong." Tuntun saw his wife sighing, and her heart seemed to be holding back some grievances.

  "It's nothing, I just thought of someone." Jing'er suddenly stopped and looked ahead with a heavy heart.

  "Who is it?" Tuntun followed the lady's gaze, and in front of her were all flowers and grasses. What was the lady thinking?

  "Xue Qing," said Tiantian, her voice laced with worry.

  "What's wrong with Snow White?" Tuantuan didn't understand what these high-ranking people were thinking about every day, they were completely unrelated!

  "The pitifulness of women..." Yan'er closed her eyes, her words were meant for Xue Qing to hear, yet it seemed as if she was speaking about her own fate.

  Mei'er opened her eyes, calmed herself down, and said to Xue Qing, also reminding herself, "Let's go back to Qiu Yi courtyard, I'm tired." Mei'er glanced sideways at the back.

  Watching Tong Nian and her servant leave, Xue Qing stepped out from beside the doorway...

  Xue Qing leaned against the porch, recalling Yun'er's words about the tragic fate of women...