mtl008 Chapter 140 Partiality
Chapter 140 Partiality
Upon hearing this, Nanny Wen stepped forward in a hurry, her expression respectful and anxious: "Young Master, you may not know that this gorgeous dress was actually purchased with the money from the Young Madam's private vault. It was sent here together with other items and was not registered separately. It was purely due to negligence."
Upon hearing this, Yun Ping's face turned pale as paper. Her legs softened and she fell to her knees. She begged Ling Zhiyun, "Miss, I really didn't know that those were purchased with Madam's private account. I thought they were all arranged by the mansion, so I dared to present them. I swear to heaven that I had no idea!"
Zhang's face darkened, and her words revealed an unquestionable majesty: "Still quibbling! How could I not know what my subordinates were doing? I clearly told you that those were the young lady's clothes, but you pretended not to know and tried to get away with it. I didn't wrong you in the slightest!"
As the truth comes to light, everything becomes clear.
Ling Zhiyun was so angry that she laughed. She suddenly raised her hand and slapped Yun Ping on the cheek with a loud slap. The sound was crisp and everyone present was stunned.
"What did I teach you on a daily basis? You actually did something so absurd and disregarded the family's reputation!"
"Young Madam's inability to discipline the servants has allowed them to be so presumptuous and ride on the head of Young Madam."
Zhang said in a resolute tone, waving her hand and signaling to her attendants, "Come here, according to the rules of the mansion, this matter must be strictly investigated. Anyone who violates the house rules should be punished accordingly, and there will be no leniency!"
Several servants came forward, grabbed Yunping's arms tightly, and pulled her up from the ground without any courtesy.
"Take her away and give her ten lashes as a lesson. If she dares to be disrespectful to the master again next time, I will double the lashes to twenty!"
Ling Zhiyun's body shook slightly, as if the whips hitting the maid were lashing her heart, and the pain almost suffocated her.
She never expected that Zhang would be so biased towards Ling Mohui.
"Mother, thank you for your admonition. Yun'er will definitely remember it in my heart and take it as a warning in the future."
Although Ling Zhiyun felt extremely dissatisfied and bitter about Zhang's obvious preference for her, she could only appear meek and obedient.
After all, Zhang was not only her mother, but also Fu Yansheng's mother. This identity made her unable to disobey, and she had to swallow all the grievances and unwillingness.
"Well, you two can talk it over in private. If I have nothing else to do, I will take my leave."
Zhang gave him a complicated look, her sight lightly sweeping between Ling Mohui and Fu Yansheng, then she turned around, her skirt fluttering, and left with decisive steps.
"Ling Mohui, I..."
Fu Yansheng was interrupted before he could finish his words.
"I have something urgent to deal with, you two can chat slowly!"
Ling Mohui keenly sensed Fu Yansheng's hesitant intention to reconcile, but her heart was as firm as a rock and she refused to give in or give him any chance to make amends.
"Yan Sheng, I'm so sorry. It's all my ignorant maid's fault. Please help me and my sister explain it for my sake. I will send someone to deliver the dress immediately."
Ling Zhiyun's tone was gentle, but a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.
"This matter has nothing to do with you. Go back first. I will explain it to my sister in person."
After Fu Yansheng finished speaking, he turned around and caught up with Ling Mohui in big strides, leaving Ling Zhiyun standing there alone.
The jealousy in my heart was like weeds, growing wildly at this moment.
As the daughter of a general, why does she always have to be inferior to Ling Mohui?
Just because she is willing to become Fu Yansheng's concubine, should the world look at her differently?
No, she would never accept that. Her life should never be limited to being a humble and obedient concubine!
Ling Mohui stepped into Cuiyuexuan, and Fu Yansheng followed closely behind her. The atmosphere seemed a little subtle for a moment.
"Ling Mo, come back!"
Fu Yansheng's call was filled with a hint of anxiety.
"You are summoning spirits!"
Ling Mohui sat down in the chair in a bad mood, grabbed the kettle beside her, and took a few big gulps without caring about her image. The thirst in her throat was relieved a little, and the irritability in her heart was also relieved a little.
Seeing this, Fu Yansheng was already used to her casual appearance: "Ling Mohui, how is your injury? Let me check it out!"
"Why didn't you seem so concerned about my injury earlier? Now you care about me? Don't worry, it's not that easy to die!"
Ling Mo replied with a hint of sarcasm in her words.
"Ling Mohui, are you still angry about what happened just now?"
Fu Yansheng slowly approached and gently held her hand, trying to melt the ice in her heart with his tenderness.
However, Ling Mohui seemed to be burned, and immediately pulled back her hand as if conditioned reflex: "If you have anything to say, just say it directly, don't touch me."
"Ling Mohui, the matter has already passed. Why are you still holding on to it? Yun'er doesn't know the inside story, and her maid has also received the due punishment. What else do you want?"
There was a hint of helplessness and confusion in Fu Yansheng's voice.
Ling Mo asked back in a resolute voice: "If mother had not arrived in time, tell me, at that moment, deep in your heart, would you choose to believe me or her?"
Ling Mohui's question froze the atmosphere in the room for a moment. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he was obviously at a loss and uneasy about the possible answer.
"Fu Yansheng, you have never been willing to give me the most basic trust. If that's the case, why are you still holding on to me so tightly and refusing to give me the freedom and relief I have longed for?"
There was a barely perceptible pleading in her voice and her eyes flashed with complex emotions.
"Do you really think that imprisoning me in this magnificent yet cage-like mansion is a good deed for me?"
Ling Mohui's tone revealed deep helplessness and accusation.
Fu Yansheng's eyes dimmed instantly, and he asked with a bit of hurt: "What's wrong with that? You touched my heart first, and now I have made up my mind and long to spend my life with you, but you want to leave. Have you ever thought about how painful and struggling I will be?"
"What happened between us was nothing but a trick of fate. Now, Ling Zhiyun is the one you should cherish. You force me to stay here, which is not only a trampling on my feelings, but also a stain on her pure love. Your behavior is not out of love at all, but a selfish desire to satisfy your own temporary possessive desire. Fu Yansheng, can you, just for once, not be so self-centered!"
Ling Mo's words were like a sharp blade, directly cutting through the last line of defense between the two.
"Yes, I admit that I am selfish! I want to keep you by my side at any cost! Ling Mohui, you can hate me, you can blame me, but in your life, don't even think about escaping from my world!"
After saying this, Fu Yansheng stood up suddenly and rushed out the door with big strides.