Chapter 13: The Little Good-for-Nothing
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Zhao Erdong did not flinch or evade. He simply remarked lightly, “Big sister, please don’t be angry. Tomorrow my grandfather and uncle will come to the mansion. If anything happens to my face, you’d better think carefully about how to explain it to them.”
Zhao Qinchin’s palm abruptly stopped beside Zhao Erdong’s pale, thin face. Zhao Erdong could be dealt with—once dealt with, that would be the end of it. But Zhao Erdong’s grandfather and uncle were not to be trifled with. If they caught wind of anything, it would surely disrupt their father and mother’s plans.
Zhao Qinchin withdrew her hand, wiping away the cruel expression from her face, and with a delicate smile said, “Second sister, you know I don’t like to resort to violence, so how would I hit you? I came today to tell you that the courtyard where you live faces Ronghuaxuan across from it. The evil energy there is drifting over, and father fears your health cannot withstand it. He specially asked me to help you move to another residence. What do you think?”
Zhao Erdong sneered inwardly. As expected, this was done with Zhao Tianjiang’s approval. Though both were his daughters, both his flesh and blood, the difference between them was so vast.
“Then, according to big sister, where am I supposed to live?” Zhao Erdong forced a smile and coldly watched Zhao Qinchin’s performance.
At the thought of Zhao Erdong being sent to the oldest, smallest, and most dilapidated house in the mansion, Zhao Qinchin’s joy was uncontrollable. What good was being a legitimate daughter if she couldn’t uphold the status? She was certain that once that wretched girl moved into that house, within three months she would disappear along with her unlucky mother.
With that thought, a triumphant smile spread across Zhao Qinchin’s beautiful face. She pointed westward and said, “The courtyard behind the west wing is currently empty. You and Baihe can stay there.”
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Baihe’s face immediately changed upon hearing this. That courtyard was long neglected, dilapidated, and originally used to store miscellaneous items. Later, because it was too far from the main residence and inconvenient for the servants, it was abandoned. Now it was overgrown with weeds and infested with rats. How could anyone live there? Was this not a blatant wish for the young lady’s death?
Zhao Erdong reached out and squeezed Baihe’s hand tightly, signaling her not to act rashly. Zhao Qinchin was still wary of the Duke of Yuan’s mansion and did not dare to openly harm her. But Baihe was different. As a mere maid in the household, if Zhao Qinchin wanted to kill her, she could find countless reasons and would owe no explanation to her mistress.
“Alright, then as big sister says, we’ll move there immediately.” Zhao Erdong gave Baihe a glance, signaling her to start packing.
Though reluctant, Baihe had no power to oppose Zhao Qinchin and could only pack unwillingly.
With only a few sets of clothes, they had nothing else.
Thus, the mistress and servant, carrying only a few garments, left the courtyard where they had lived for over a decade and moved to a dilapidated, weed-choked yard.
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Zhao Qinchin watched Zhao Erdong’s thin back and laughed wildly, “Let’s see how long this little useless thing can hold on. I don’t even need to lift a hand; soon you’ll be meeting your dear mother.”
“Give the order that no food is to be delivered to them, and no one is allowed near them. Let them fend for themselves inside.”
Everyone in the prime minister’s residence had expected the change of ownership of the Listening Rain Pavilion.
Zhao Qinchin’s interest in the Listening Rain Pavilion had not been sudden; everyone knew it was only a matter of time.
Zhao Tianjiang naturally knew what Zhao Qinchin was up to and tacitly approved. How could he not?
The Listening Rain Pavilion was the best courtyard in the mansion besides the main residence. It would be a waste to let a useless girl live there. Now that it belonged to Qinchin, at least it was not disgraced.