"That is the way to do it. I will have Commander Yue do it."

Without the slightest hesitation, the crown prince strode out of the main hall.

As soon as he left, Song Xibai waved to Wei Hong.

"Go see those two old women off later."

Wei Hong was puzzled: "Why is Master so concerned about these two old women? Master is too kind-hearted."

“I have my own purpose, come closer.”

After Song Xibai finished speaking, he gestured for Wei Hong to lean closer and whispered a few words.

As Wei Hong listened, a strange expression appeared on her face, followed by shock in her eyes, which finally turned into admiration.

"Your Majesty is so thoughtful! However, I don't understand why Your Majesty didn't tell His Highness so that he could make the arrangements?"

Song Xibai looked outside, a smile appearing on her lips, which quickly disappeared.

"Although Your Highness treats me very well, there are some things that are better left unsaid to men. You'll understand once you're married."

Wei Hong's face flushed red, and then she repeatedly expressed her loyalty.

"This servant will follow her master for life and will never marry."

Song Xibai chuckled: "I believe you. However, if you meet someone good in the future, you should still get married. If you don't find someone suitable, I'll take care of you for the rest of my life."

"Don't worry, I won't force you to marry. Whether you want to get married or not is your choice. Also, I won't force you to acknowledge your sister."

Song Xibai was actually quite indulgent towards the girls around her and didn't force them to do anything. Of course, this might also be related to her being older than her age.

Wei Hong's eyes changed, and she seemed to be thinking of something. Her breathing became rapid, and it took her a few seconds to calm herself down.

"Thank you, Master."

She curtsied and withdrew.

Inside the kitchen, the two old women who had drunk the mung bean soup looked less pale, but their faces still showed worry.

They weren't born into wealthy families and had never worked for them, but they knew that they would be punished for making such a big mistake.

Not long after, Yue Zhuangtou came in with her family.

"He's mostly fine, but he can't work anymore. Take him home!"

Yue Zhuangtou was very authoritative in the area. The two farmers, both in their forties, bowed and scraped as they apologized to Yue Zhuangtou. Then, they turned their gazes to their respective wives, their anger rising.

The older man took off one shoe, rushed to his wife, and smacked her hard with the sole of his shoe.

"What a troublesome woman!"

The old woman screamed and quickly hid behind another person.

But the man didn't stop; he slapped another old woman with the sole of his shoe.

The old woman was not one to be beaten or scolded without reason. She raised her eyebrows and was about to fight back when she was hit for no reason, but she had no strength and could only yell at her husband.

"What are you standing there for? Aren't you going to come and help? Your wife has been beaten up!"

The man responded with a few "hey, hey, hey," and hurriedly came over to pull the person away.

The kitchen was in complete chaos.

Wei Hong came in at that moment.

Seeing the four people in a chaotic mess, her expression turned cold, and she knocked on the door.

"What are you doing? Stop it, all of you!"

Her voice was clear and not very loud, but with just one sentence, she made all four of them stop.

Wei Hong glanced at the old woman with shoe prints on her face, then at the man beside her, and her expression suddenly darkened.

"Do you think this is your own home? Making such a racket and disturbing your master, you'll be more than qualified to lose a few heads!"

Wei Hong deliberately said some harsh words, which frightened the four people so much that they all knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Girl, spare my life!"

Seeing that they were all afraid, Wei Hong spoke again and told them about Song Xibai's instructions.

“You two made a mistake, and according to the rules, you should have been punished with twenty strokes of the cane. However, our master is kind-hearted and pleaded with His Highness to spare you from punishment.”

She spoke at a measured pace, and when she mentioned twenty strokes of the cane, she deliberately paused, which startled the four men, making them tremble with fear.

After hearing the story, the four of them breathed a sigh of relief and kowtowed again to express their gratitude.

This warning will prevent the four from harboring any disloyal thoughts.

Wei Hong took out two strings of copper coins from her sleeve and handed them to the two old women.

"This is a gift from the master, please keep it safe."

The two old women accepted the copper coins with great gratitude.

The man who hit the woman seemed fixated on the money, unable to look away, but because Wei Hong was there, he didn't dare to reach out and snatch it.

The old woman clutched the copper coins tightly, looking as if she was afraid of being robbed, which made Wei Hong take a few more glances.

Upon seeing the man's gaze, Wei Hong snorted coldly.

"This was a gift from the master. If anyone dares to shoot it, just come and tell me."

The old woman's eyes lit up, and she looked up, filled with gratitude.

Wei Hong discovered that she was actually not that old.

Judging from her face, she looked to be at most forty years old, but her hands were covered with wrinkles and scars like an old woman's, and even her hair was gray.

The other old woman, who looked about the same age, had a rosy complexion and was slightly plump.

These two are really in completely different situations!

Wei Hong sighed inwardly, then, remembering her master's instructions, she put away her pity and spoke to the slightly plump old woman.

"Stay here for a moment, I need you to do something."

Wei Hong kicked the other three out of the kitchen, leaving only her.

The old woman approached with a fawning smile: "What are your orders, young lady? Whatever you say, this old woman will do it even if it costs me my life!"

"It's nothing important. Let me ask you, how did you come up with the idea of ​​dyeing your nails?"

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