As she spoke, Aunt Luo turned to look at her brother. Just as she was about to tell Luo Fugui to come back later, she saw her brother staring at a maid. Aunt Luo gritted her teeth and stepped forward to twist her brother’s arm.
Luo Fugui winced in pain and frowned as he rubbed his arm. "Why did you twist me?"
"Come on! We will greet the master later..." Aunt Luo gave her brother a harsh glare, threw down her handkerchief, and stormed ahead.
Luo Fugui’s gaze drifted back to Chun Tao. Seeing Chun Tao’s eyes move from Aunt Luo, who was extremely pretty, back to him, he instantly gave a lewd smile. Chun Tao was so frightened that she lowered her head quickly.
Chun Tao was deeply scared. She couldn’t understand how such a beautiful woman like Aunt Luo could have such a lecherous brother.
That lecherous feeling seemed to seep from his bones, making one feel nauseous.
Qiu Huan watched Luo Fugui and his group walk away before gently patting her chest and walking out from behind Chun Tao. Standing beside Chun Tao, she whispered, "Sister Chun Tao, you don’t know how terrifying Aunt Luo’s brother is. Two years ago, he took a liking to a maid who served Aunt Luo. Later, Aunt Luo said she had let the maid go. I secretly inquired and found out that the girl was tortured to death by Aunt Luo’s brother after she was let out. Aunt Luo covered it up so well that hardly anyone knew!"
Chun Tao’s eyebrows twitched. She turned to Qiu Huan. "So... you hid behind me because of that?"
Qiu Huan, who had initially thought Chun Tao to be simple and wanted to use this secret to get closer to her, hadn’t expected Chun Tao to directly reveal her intentions.
Qiu Huan blushed and quickly said, "It’s not the same for us, Sister Chun Tao. You are the personal maid to the Princess of Zhen. Life and death decisions don’t lie within the Dong Mansion. However, for us, it’s different!"
Chun Tao deeply glanced at Qiu Huan, then lowered her eyes and remained silent in her spot. She had made up her mind to stay away from Qiu Huan during her days at the Dong Mansion, even if the girl was Nanny Wang’s niece by Madam Dong’s side.
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Luo Fugui had just walked a short distance with his nephew and sister when he ran ahead, grabbed his sister’s sleeve, and asked, "Sister, who is that maid dressed in light green who looks different from the other maids at Dong Mansion?"
"Are you crazy?" Aunt Luo glared at her brother and coldly laughed as she walked ahead. "A maid of the Princess of Zhen, yet you think we can decide her fate? You wish! Taking her as a concubine... Do you even see your own worth!"
Luo Fugui quickly caught up with Aunt Luo, jogging as he spoke. "You’re wrong! If not a concubine... then as a legitimate wife! Lord Dong is the Princess’s uncle. Even if he suggests a marriage for her, the Princess couldn’t easily refuse and save face. Don’t you agree, sister?"
Seeing Aunt Luo unmoved and walking ahead, Luo Fugui continued. "Think about it! Your status in the Dong Mansion isn’t high because no one from your family supports you. If I married the personal maid of the Princess and went to Shuoyang with the Princess, wouldn’t I have a better future than joining the army? Once there, I could speak well of you to the Princess. When the Princess’s mother writes to Dengzhou, how can she not mention you? With that mention, your status in the Dong Mansion would naturally rise!"
Aunt Luo’s steps faltered. She well knew how highly Madam Dong valued Dong Wanjun and how Madam Dong’s affection extended to the Princess of Zhen.
Madam Dong had always managed the Dong family’s back courtyard. If Dong Wanjun spoke highly of her, her days in the Dong family would be much smoother.
Seeing Aunt Luo wavering, Luo Fugui pressed harder. "Didn’t you say supporting your brother has almost emptied your pockets? If I marry the maid of the Princess, whatever the Princess rewards her would be mine, wouldn’t it? I’d give everything back to you, repaying your support and improving your days in the Dong Mansion!"
Aunt Luo frowned, shook her handkerchief, and turned to look seriously at her brother, who was dressed neatly today.
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