GBP Chapter 294 Servant
Chapter 294 Servant
That day, Princess Jingse sat in the side hall of Yuanxi Palace for the whole afternoon. She just sat quietly on the chair without saying a word, listening to Yuan Ying complaining about someone's cruelty, resenting that person, and hysterically asking him why he couldn't see her heart.
Wang Chan also stayed with Princess Gulun and Princess Jing for an entire afternoon. He had to prevent Yuan from getting confused and saying something she shouldn't when she was talking nonsense.
As the sun sets, Jingse's beautiful and delicate face shows a cold and indifferent expression. She raises her head and says, "Do you still have the mute medicine for Ye Xin?"
Wang Chan took out a small paper bag from his arms and asked Jingse to hold it. He then asked the nanny and the eunuch to restrain Hailan and let Wang Chan pry open Yuan Daying's mouth.
She wanted to pour the medicine into the cup herself.
Kill Hailan?
No, it was too easy for her. This disgusting malice, directed at her mother and her brother, was like a stink bug, really disgusting.
The emperor had long forgotten his dead son. He had feelings for the emperor's mother and his brother, but these feelings would fade with time. After the death of the emperor's mother, the nobles Ying and Ke who contradicted her, the concubine Jia who framed her, and the noble Ru who bullied her, were all fine, weren't they?
What's the point of telling the Emperor? Just let Hai Lan die?
No, it's too easy.
Yuan Xi Palace's Yuan Ying died suddenly, and Ye Xin died for her master. On the same day, a crazy mute servant appeared in the Princess's Mansion.
The mute servant was locked up in the woodshed all day, not allowed to eat enough, not allowed to wear warm clothes, and if she laughed, someone would beat her until she burst into tears. She was made to suffer for a long time, for Jingse's dead mother and brother.
She was asked to kneel down and hold the plate, and not to drop it. If she dropped it, she would be beaten. She was asked to eat rice with her tears, so that she didn’t have to add salt to the rice.
It seems like this has happened to someone else.
The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unhappy.
In the past, he used malicious accusations against others, slandered innocent women, and caused them to suffer great suffering. Now this evil person is only trying to atone for the evil he has done, but this cannot make up for even one ten-thousandth of it.
Not pitiful. Hateful.
*A brief sadness passed over the sky above the Forbidden City like a light dark cloud leaving. Some people went with the flow and were sad for a while, while others had their heads always covered by this cloud.
But life must go on, and the emperor's sadness is only because he regrets losing his handy tool, and it is just a means for him to create his own deep affection.
If you don't turn over the plaque on the anniversary of Langya's death and write a few meaningless poems during that period, you can gain a good reputation praised by the world.
Such a loyal, affectionate and loyal emperor would certainly be very good to his subjects, so the people loved him and praised his deep love. There were many women who hoped day and night to comfort such a sad emperor, and wished they could take his place and use their own deaths to gain the emperor's eternal remembrance.
The sad things came to an end, and a good thing happened in the palace.
The emperor arranged a marriage for a guard and a palace maid during his autumn hunt. Now there is a good day, December 10th, for the wedding.
The emperor rewarded the two with many treasures and a mansion outside the palace. Imperial Concubine Ling also gave Maoqian a house and several shops.
When Chunchan handed the deed to Maoqian, she joked, "This is a token of my master's kindness. If Maoqian thinks that Guard Jiang is not ambitious, you can try to start a small business. Then you can take care of the outside affairs while Guard Jiang will take care of the inside affairs."
Mao Qian was not very familiar with Chun Chan before. Since she was granted marriage, the first person who brought these banknotes to congratulate her was Chun Chan, who was by Concubine Ling's side.
Concubine Ling was so favored, and Chunchan was her confidant, so Maoqian naturally didn't dare to accept the banknotes, fearing that the emperor would think she was taking advantage of the opportunity to make money, but after a few visits, they became more familiar with each other. Concubine Ling could let Chunchan send these things, and send them to her instead of Jiang Fu, who the emperor was more proud of recently. Maoqian was really touched.
She carefully put the deed away. Chunchan smiled at Maoqian again and said, "There is also a banknote in it. It is my gift to my sister."
Before Maoqian could thank her, Chunchan left in a hurry, as if she had never been there. The only thing left was a roll of land deed in Maoqian's arms.
Jiang Fu had dodged at the right time just now, but now that Chunchan had left, he shyly came over and said, "Miss Maoqian, the auspicious time is almost here, we should go."
Jiang Fu did not ask what Concubine Ling had sent him, nor did he say that he would be in charge of the money and property. Mao Qian was even happier to see that he had no such thoughts, and she just nodded.
The two of them dressed in wedding clothes and happily left the palace together, carrying with them gifts from the emperor, the imperial concubine, and the ladies of the various palaces.
There were several mansions of similar size scattered around, with a smaller mansion in between. A man inside, watched by two burly men, walked out with a strong sense of stealth, muttering, "Another family moved in. I'm so miserable, but you guys are so happy."
The man spat fiercely on the ground. The guard snorted coldly. The man said, "If you don't want to spit, then don't spit." Then he ran back into the house.
At night, Jiang Fu brought two glasses of wine, one for Mao Qian and one for himself. They both drank it in one gulp, and their faces became much rosier.
Mao Qian took this opportunity to say, "Let me be frank. From now on, I will be in charge of our family's property. You can rest assured to do your job in the palace. I will definitely arrange everything in our house in an orderly manner. Don't worry."
Jiang Fu nodded, blushing, and said, "I'll listen to my wife."
Mao Qian added, "You must come back as soon as possible after get off work and don't hang around."
Jiang Fu smiled foolishly and replied, "I'll listen to my wife."
Mao Qian paused, then said a little embarrassedly, "It's not that I'm jealous, but this is a marriage granted by the emperor, not an ordinary marriage, so if you like the girl from the outside family, you can never take her into the palace. Otherwise, if the emperor knew, even if he didn't say anything, he would probably think you can't accomplish anything, and your future would be ruined."
Jiang Fu rubbed the corner of his clothes and said shyly, "I will listen to my wife... No."
As soon as she heard the word "no", Maoqian's heart suddenly rose to her throat.
It's inevitable that a man doesn't cheat, her sisters in the palace all said so. Besides, Jiang Fu is not young anymore. No matter how honest he looks, he must have been to brothels to drink before. But Mao Qian is a person who can't tolerate any grain of sand in her eyes. Her husband can not love her, but he must never disrespect her.
She looked at Jiang Fu nervously, and heard Jiang Fu tug at Mao Qian's sleeves a little embarrassedly, saying, "I only have my wife in my heart."