Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 371 My Vicious Cousin 5

Meng Yunluo was drinking tea in her mother's courtyard when her maid rushed in to report something.

"Young Miss, something terrible has happened! That lowly servant has knelt outside Miss Tang's courtyard."

A lowly slave? Which lowly slave?

Before she could ask, Madam Meng spoke first: "Luo'er, what's going on? What lowly servant?"

Meng Yunlu shook her head; she didn't know which one the maid was referring to.

The two of them turned their gazes to the maid, signaling her to continue.

"It's Ding Zhao, the guard in Miss's courtyard. I heard that his injuries haven't healed, so he went to ask Miss Tang for medicine."

"What? This bastard dares to go to my cousin's place? Humph, I'll beat him to death."

Meng Yunluo slammed her hand on the table and stood up, making a move to confront Ding Zhao.

Madam Meng stopped her, saying, "Wait a minute. Tell your mother what happened first. Also, where is your manners? What kind of behavior is this?"

After being scolded by her mother, Meng Yunluo could only sit down and explain the reason with a wronged expression.

After hearing this, Madam Meng frowned: "You mean, your cousin punished that guard with you?"

“Yes, Ding Zhao deserves to be punished. He’s a servant in my household. He has no sense of propriety. What’s wrong with punishing him?”

As for a servant, Madam Meng wouldn't care unless her daughter was being unreasonable and causing trouble.

However, this niece has always been well-behaved and simple-minded since arriving at the Meng family.

She was quite surprised to find that she would be punishing servants with Luo'er.

Madam Meng stood up. "Come on, let's go take a look. We don't want anyone to ruin your cousin's reputation."

Meng Yunluo has no objection.

The mother and daughter, accompanied by their maids and servants, arrived outside Qingmo's courtyard. They saw Ding Zhao lying on the ground, barely alive, while Qingmo had someone bring a chair to sit at the doorway.

They ate their snacks while watching him wail in pain.

Upon seeing the two, Qingmo rose and curtsied to Madam Meng, saying, "What brings you here?"

Meng Yunlu spoke first: "I just heard that this dog of a servant actually came to my sister and pretended to be pitiful. Humph, it's as if I've mistreated him."

Meng Yunluo glared angrily at Ding Zhao, but because Ding Zhao was curled up, they couldn't see his face.

"Cousin, there's no need to be angry. I've already punished that servant severely on your behalf," Qingmo chuckled.

"is it?"

Qingmo smiled sweetly, the jade bracelet in her sleeve jingling softly with her movement: "Cousin, calm down. I didn't let this blind fool off easily."

Before she finished speaking, she lightly raised her fingertips, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.

The servant in the courtyard, having received a signal, strode forward and grabbed Ding Zhao's hair bun at the back of his neck with his rough and powerful hand, forcing him to raise half of his bloodied and mangled face.

Her fingertips, stained with vermilion nail polish, slowly smoothed the wrinkles on her cuffs, her voice tinged with a hint of nonchalance: "It's just a small punishment to vent my anger for my cousin. If she feels it's not enough..."

The last syllable of his voice lingered, and his smiling eyes were full of profound meaning.

"This...is enough! Let's leave it at that for now, don't torture this servant to death."

Meng Yunluo simply disliked Ding Zhao; she didn't actually want him dead. "Alright, take him back. Don't embarrass him in front of your cousin."

Ding Zhao was taken away by two servants. He was already out of his mind at this point, otherwise he would probably have felt even more ashamed.

After all, the young lady actually saw him looking so ugly.

Seeing this scene, Madam Meng gained a new understanding of Qingmo. This niece seemed innocent, but in reality, she was quite cunning.

Qingmo smiled at the two of them as if she had just done something insignificant.

Madam Meng and Meng Yunluo didn't want to stay any longer, so after chatting for a few more minutes, they left with their entourage.

Ding Zhao, who was dragged back, kept calling out the young lady's name in his dazed state.

When Meng Yunluo found out, she felt even more that Ding Zhao was no good, but she still called a doctor for him. She didn't really want to kill him.

When Ding Zhao woke up, he lay on the bed in a daze, his face disfigured.

He didn't expect Meng Qingqing to be so ruthless. Even a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness. Don't they have any affection left between them?

He won't let her go.

At that moment, a strong sense of hatred arose in his heart.

Just wait. The day he becomes the heir apparent, he will repay Meng Qingqing for all the humiliation she suffered today.

Clear foam: ...

This rhythm is wrong.

No matter how much Meng Yunluo mistreats you, you still love her to death.

I abused you, so you want to take revenge on me?

Dude, you're discriminating against me.

Sometimes favoritism is so obvious. When Meng Yunluo lashed Ding Zhao with her whip, he felt a secret joy.

Whenever Qingmo came over for a visit, he would take the whip, dip it in salt water, and continue whipping her.

Ding Zhao's eyes instantly turned fierce, as if Qingmo were some heinous villain.

"Was it wrong? Was it wrong?"

Ding Zhao remained silent, only gritting his teeth and persevering, his gaze towards her as if it were poisoned.

Qingmo turned to Meng Yunluo with a smile, "Cousin, look at him, he's so unrepentant, let's whip him to our hearts' content."

Meng Yunluo's lips twitched. Why did this sound so wrong?

After teasing Ding Zhao for a while, Qingmo, in front of him, naturally wrapped her jade arm around Meng Yunluo's slender waist.

Her warm breath brushed against the ear of the person in her arms, and she smiled and said, "Cousin, I heard that Bao Cui Lou has a batch of new jewelry designs. Let's go take a look."

Meng Yunluo's face flushed slightly: "Okay...okay."

Ignoring Ding Zhao's impotent rage behind them, the two left with their maids and servants.

Looking at the dazzling array of jewelry, Qingmo wasn't interested; she'd seen far too many fine things. But Meng Yunluo was thoroughly enjoying the sight.

She picked up a hair ornament and put it on her head, then looked at Qingmo with a beaming smile: "Cousin, does it look good?"

Qingmo removed the hair ornament from her hair, picked up a gilded hairpin from the table with her slender fingers, and inserted it into the girl's cloud-like black hair.

Cool fingertips brushed against Meng Yunluo's burning ear, and Qingmo leaned down to whisper in her ear, "I think you look even better in this, sister."

She murmured softly, her fingertips unintentionally landing on the girl's face, gently caressing it.

Meng Yunluo was stunned for a moment, her face turned bright red and her heart started racing.

She never imagined that her cousin's actions would be so intimate and her words so alluring. But they were both women, so what was she being shy about?

He was a little annoyed, took two steps back, and glared at Qingmo fiercely.

Qingmo innocently touched the tip of her nose, a mischievous smile playing on her lips: "I was just helping you put flowers in your hair, why are you so angry? It's as if I've taken liberties with you."

Meng Yunluo ignored her, stomped her foot, and turned around, pretending to pick out other jewelry.

Seeing her like this, Qingmo couldn't help but find her extremely cute, and her smile deepened.