Shen Ningzhu's eyes sparkled, and she looked soft and weak.

"Please, if you keep going like this I'm going to go crazy, get sick, or even die. Can you bear to see me die?"

Chen Ningzhu was born to be a master of acting, and her crystal clear tears could come out at any time.

It fell down with a thud.

Jiang Yanche's face turned cold.

The peach blossom eyes that were originally full of affection and sparkling were now covered with a layer of haze, and the tone of voice was so strong for the first time.

"Don't talk nonsense. It's unlucky."

Shen Ningzhu: ...

It's rare that you still understand what people say. It sounds good but means nothing.

"There will be a flower viewing banquet tomorrow. If you behave yourself, eat well, and get some rest, I will consider taking you there."

Chen Ningzhu:???

The sun was rising from the west, and he actually agreed? No, he just said he was considering it.

Also, the banquet he is going to is likely to be of a high level, which means Jiang Xuanyan is likely to go as well?

Why are you waiting for her here for so long?

This bitch really wants to harm her.

"I……"

"Or, you don't have to go. As for this warehouse, you can burn it if you like. The Chen Palace is large and powerful, so burning one or two warehouses won't cause any serious damage.

For the sake of making a beautiful woman smile, this king does not mind.

madman!

Apart from anything else, this warehouse was worth tens of millions of taels of silver. It could save many victims and improve the food for the soldiers. Yet, he let her burn it without even batting an eyelid.

What kind of prince is he?

With this kind of character, if he were to hold a high position in the future, he would be a tyrant.

"There are too many people at the party and it's too noisy. I don't want to go. I just want to go for a walk."

Liu Zhiyi said that she bought a store in Beijing.

As long as she could find a way to go out and pass on the message to the store, Liu Zhiyi would know that she was safe now, and then she wouldn't worry too much.

Jiang Yanche refused with a gentle smile.

"The streets are more crowded and unsafe."

"Also, Zhuzhu must go to this banquet. Come, take Miss Shen back to the bedroom. She is not allowed to leave the yard unless necessary."

“By the way, Miss Shen is my honored guest, so you must be careful when serving her.

If you injure this girl's body, causing damage or bruises to her icy flesh, I will chop off your heads."

Shen Ningzhu, who was about to put up a fierce resistance: ...

This despicable bastard.

Back in the house, Chen Ningzhu ate the food brought by the servants, and the embroiderer was already waiting by the side.

Chen Ningzhu had a wooden face and let several people measure her body and prepare to cut the dress she would wear at the banquet.

After it was over, a group of maids had prepared all the items needed for the medicinal bath.

Jiang Yanche didn't come to see her, but he paid great attention to her appearance.

Every day she was given a medicinal bath with rare medicinal herbs, and it would take half an hour before she could get out of the tub. Then the nanny would give her a full body massage, and the maid would help her apply medicated oil, skin care cream, and jade skin powder.

After the call, it was already late at night.

This went on every day, and resistance was futile. Shen Ningzhu felt like a mindless puppet, with him controlling everything.

There is no harm without comparison.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Xuanyan is still a good person. At least, he didn't suffocate her like this.

I finally waited until everyone left.

She was finally the only one left in the room, and Shen Ningzhu breathed a sigh of relief.

He quietly took out the hidden banknotes and kept them close to his body.

She had to be on guard at all times and leave this pervert immediately if she got the chance.

The next day, Jiang Yanche ignored Shen Ningzhu's wishes and asked her to help her dress up. He took her to the carriage and planned to attend the banquet.

Shen Ningzhu took a deep breath and told herself to bear it for now.

But she really couldn't stand the way she was wearing it.

"I don't want to wear this. Can I change into something else later?"

The maid said that she couldn't make the decision, so she brought a set of clothes with her and planned to ask Jiang Yanche. If he agreed, she would change in the carriage.

Jiang Yanche just smiled and raised his eyelids.

"No. I think you are very beautiful in this outfit."

Shen Ningzhu had a cold face.

Beautiful you!

It has a funeral atmosphere, as if there is a white crystal chandelier on the head.

Dead heavy.

The most important thing is that her outfit looks like a couple's outfit with Jiang Yanche's. Who is this bastard trying to disgust? Her, or Jiang Xuanyan?

No matter who it is, it's not a good thing.

"By the way, Zhuzhu, do you miss your little maid? Otherwise, how about I send someone back to the farm and bring her to the palace to keep you company?"

He was clearly smiling when he said this, but Shen Ningzhu still heard the threat in his tone and eyes.

She clenched her teeth tightly, looked at him deeply, and then turned away unwillingly.

I wondered how blind I was when I first met him to think he was innocent and easily shy.

Innocent and shy is just his protective color, and the big-tailed wolf is his true face.

No wonder he is the only person in the entire Jiang Kingdom who can compete with Jiang Xuanyan.

At the same time, Song Mansion

Since Liu Zhiyi entered the mansion that day, no one has come to see her. She just eats and sleeps every day.

When asked, she was told to have a good rest so that she could serve the master on the day of the banquet.

When Liu Zhiyi heard this, his doubts deepened.

This is not being a maid, it is clearly a retirement home.

This made her anxious and she wanted to know who the master the other party was talking about was.

However, the servants here were very tight-lipped. She asked for a long time in a roundabout way, but she only got one answer: don't ask what you shouldn't ask.

Helplessly, she could only wait for the banquet day to come.

Today is the day we agreed on.

Liu Zhiyi got up early, packed up quickly, and waited for the housekeeper to send someone to call her.

After waiting for a long time, someone finally came.

But there were more than a dozen maids who came, each holding a brand new mahogany tray in their hands, which was filled with clothes, jewelry, and various rouge and powder cosmetics.

Liu Zhiyi frowned.

When did the mansion have so many maids? And, "Who are these for?"

A maid said with a smile,

"Of course it's for you, girl."

Liu Zhiyi: ...

The situation is becoming increasingly chaotic. Whose maid is dressed so formally and has so many people serving her?

Who is the owner of this house? Is he keeping a mistress? Thanks for the invitation. She won't be a mistress, even if she dies.

"Take it away. I don't need these. I think what I'm wearing now is fine."

The maids exchanged glances for a few moments, then lowered their heads and stood still.

Liu Zhiyi was upset.

"Take me to see the master. I will tell him about this matter myself, and it won't implicate you."

The maids still stood there, but they lowered their heads even lower.

Liu Zhiyi knew that this was not going to make sense, so in order not to waste time, she had to compromise and sat back at the dressing table, letting them fiddle with it. After half an hour, everything was finally tidied up.