Why does Chen Ningzhu, a thief who stole other people's lives, live a better life than her?

She should have returned to the dirty and smelly countryside, living a life of poverty and hunger.

He was beaten and insulted by the old hag from the Shen family. Every day when he opened his eyes, he had to do endless farm work. After a busy day, he could only get a bowl of white porridge that was so clear that you could see your reflection in it.

Oh no, this is still good.

Sometimes, the food rations would be snatched away by the people from Old Shen’s family. At that time, it was common for the family to go without food for several days.

She had lived through these days for more than ten years, and she should have told Chen Ningzhu everything, no, she should have paid it back tenfold or a hundredfold.

Why didn't she suffer any hardship and still lived in luxury, surrounded by servants?

She was unwilling to accept it, she was unwilling to accept it.

Shen Ningxue clenched her teeth tightly, her nails digging deep into her flesh. The pain from her palms reminded her to stay calm, she must stay calm.

Life in the temple was hard, and she had finally managed to return to the capital from the temple. This time, she would never let anyone catch her doing anything wrong and send her back.

Despite this, her eyes were still filled with boundless jealousy and overwhelming hatred.

Xia Zhi accidentally met her gaze and was frightened by the strong hatred in her eyes. Under the scorching sun, she was so scared that she shivered and felt her scalp tingling.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that when the young lady first came to the Shangshu Mansion, she was tolerant, easy to talk to and easy to control.

So these maids secretly tried their best to get into her yard to serve.

Although she was new here and couldn't give them much reward money, it was still much better than following the unruly young lady Chen Ningzhu. At least she didn't have to be beaten or scolded all the time.

Who knew I would find out later...

Xia Zhi regretted it deeply, sighed quietly, and then said carefully,

"Miss...?"

After a long time, Shen Ningxue slowly withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyelids slightly to hide the emotions inside. Seeing this, Xia Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and whispered,

"Miss, shall we go back home now?"

Shen Ningxue's eyes flashed with a venomous and cold look, and she said coldly, "No, go to the Princess's Mansion."

Chen Ningzhu, do you think that you can sit back and relax just because you have climbed into the Prime Minister's Mansion?

She didn't believe that a prime minister would disregard his future and offend the princess of the dynasty for a maid who was only somewhat pretty and a peasant girl who was on good terms with the maid.

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Seeing that Liu Zhiyi was in good health, Shen Ningzhu felt relieved. After repeatedly instructing Jiang Xuanyan to send the imperial physician to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she returned to her own courtyard.

As soon as she entered the yard, she saw Jinxiu Huanian and the other person rushing towards her like cannonballs. Then her thighs sank, and the two little kids hugged her thighs, one on the left and one on the right.

"Mother~~~"

"Mother—"

They both tilted their heads back, their big, watery eyes like grapes blinking happily as they spoke crisply.

Jiang Xuanyan's face darkened.

"Get up, and stop torturing your mother."

The two men turned their heads to look at Jiang Xuanyan, ignoring his dark face, and staring at him angrily with their round eyes, which made Jiang Xuanyan feel furious.

Shen Ningzhu glanced at him coldly and said in a serious and solemn tone,

"Jiang Xuanyan, I've already said that I don't want to enter the palace, nor do I want to be the queen."

The man frowned, but when he met her cold fox eyes, he felt helpless for a moment, so he took a deep breath and changed the subject.

"Why are you running here instead of staying in the palace and doing your homework? Who brought you here?"

The man had a stern look on his face, with obvious displeasure in his eyes, and a strong sense of oppression filled his entire body as he spoke.

At this time, Qingfeng stepped forward tremblingly and said,

"Your Majesty, it was this subordinate who brought the two princes out of the palace."

"Today is the Ghost Festival. In previous years, Madam would accompany the two princes on this night and never ask anyone else to help. Therefore, I brought them out in advance."

Chen Ningzhu glanced at Jiang Xuanyan, snorted, and walked through the gate with the two children, preparing to go to her house. Just as she reached the middle of the courtyard, she saw Chen Aniu walking towards her from the kitchen.

When he saw her coming back, his eyes lit up immediately, and he ran over and saluted her.

“Sister Shen.”

"Well, is Ah Niu here?"

Chen Aniu's mouth almost stretched to his ears when he heard this. "I just came from the farm with a cart full of produce from the farm. I had someone put it in the kitchen."

"Oh, and here are two baskets of garlic that you asked me to plant. They were dug out of the ground before daybreak this morning. They are so fresh."

Shen Ningzhu nodded with satisfaction.

"Thank you for your hard work, Niu."

“It’s not hard, Sister Shen will be busy first, there is still a truck of agricultural products, I will send it to Sister Xiaoyi.”

Liu Zhiyi's matter was kept secret, and Chen Aniu had been at the farm the whole time, so he didn't know about it yet.

Shen Ningzhu paused and said,

"Please send in the car from the Prime Minister's Mansion as well. Your sister is a bit busy these days, so please don't bother her for now."

Chen Aniu thought that the family was preparing for a wedding and it would be inconvenient to mess around, so he didn't think much about it and ordered his servants to unload the other truck of vegetables and poultry.

He put them properly in the vegetable cellar and left quickly.

Seeing that it was still early, Chen Ningzhu decided to deal with the four baskets of garlic first, so she called the maids and asked them to take all the garlic to the spacious area at the kitchen door.

"Jinxiu Huanian, you guys should tie up your sleeves and help me later."

"Okay, mother." They said in unison.

Fuling beside him twitched his lips and said, "Madam, what are you going to do with all this garlic?"

"Yes, madam, why are you fiddling with these dirty things for no reason?" a maid also interrupted.

Ingredients such as leeks and garlic are considered indecent in this era because they produce a pungent smell when eaten.

Rich and prominent families don't eat these.

Shen Ningzhu glanced at a few people,

"What do you mean by filthy? Let me tell you, this garlic is a good thing. Not only can it be used as a seasoning, it's also the king of anti-cancer foods."

Shen Jinxiu blinked her big, ignorant eyes and asked softly, "Mother, what is cancer?"

Shen Ningzhu curled the corners of her lips, "It's an incurable disease."

After hearing her words, the little guy's eyes widened with surprise.

"Wow, is it like Ultraman or Spider-Man, a great hero?"

Shen Ningzhu: ...

"Well, that's kind of the point, isn't it?"

The little guy's face flushed with excitement, and he jumped three feet high.

"Wow, this is so cool and amazing. Nannan has decided. From today on, I will eat pickled garlic. If I eat more, the hero will live in my body. This way, I won't get that terminal disease called cancer, right, mother?"

"Isn't it very smart for Nannan to think this way?"