Wen Zhu is the unloved illegitimate daughter of the Minister of Rites. From a young age, she was sent to a manor, and her birth mother was also out of favor.
In her previous life, she was sen...
Instead, he promoted a little maid who used to be a humble servant?
This question weighed on her heart like a huge rock.
"If my aunt feels that I am not capable enough to help the master manage household affairs, she can suggest that you take charge of everything directly."
Faced with such accusations, Wen Zhu responded with words that appeared to be obedient but were actually rebuttals. Although his tone was gentle, it carried a force that was difficult to ignore, pointing directly to the contradictions in the other party's words.
"What do you mean by that? Are you trying to humiliate me? I'm already married, how could I possibly come back and get involved in my parents' affairs?!"
After her sensitive spots were touched, Sheng Shuyao's face turned even redder, and her voice became sharper. Her words were filled with anger and excitement, and she looked like she would explode at any time.
Upon seeing this, Wen Zhu gently covered her mouth with her hand, a look of apology in her eyes, as if she wanted to express her inappropriateness. "How rude! I forgot that a married woman should avoid getting involved in her parents' daily affairs."
"You...how can you be so arrogant, relying on my brother's doting on you! Even though I no longer live at home to take care of household chores, the affairs of the Sheng family are not something that a little maid can comment on!"
When Sheng Shuyao heard this, she couldn't help but get angry, and her chest was shaking with anger.
"Miss, you're overthinking it. I'm just helping the young lady deal with some small matters."
Wen Zhu remained calm and composed in the face of the accusations, showing no panic or dissatisfaction. There was even a hint of gentleness in her tone, as if she was comforting the young lady in front of her.
After leaving these words as a warning, Sheng Shuyao could no longer endure the feeling of humiliation. With her face flushed and her teeth clenched, she left this place that made her feel very uncomfortable, leaving behind a figure that disappeared in the distance as quickly as a gust of wind.
As the footsteps gradually faded away, Sheng Shuyao lowered her head and began to think deeply.
According to common sense, Zhao Manxiang should marry her elder brother first, and then it would be her turn to leave home and get married. During this period, there should not be any excessive contact between the two.
But the current situation is obviously unusual, there must be some hidden secrets in it.
Sheng Shuyao knew that in order to completely solve the troubles caused by this matter, she had to find out the real reason behind it and take appropriate measures to deal with the problem.
After receiving the new instructions from the eldest lady, Wen Zhu immediately took action, walking back and forth in the room where Zhao Manxiang lived, adjusting the position and layout of the decorations placed in the room.
These changes soon caused Zhao Manxiang to become highly vigilant and uneasy.
As expected, Zhao Manxiang began to frequently mistake the reflections of certain decorations for ghostly beings.
Sometimes he would even scream with fear, ordering the servants to immediately remove these so-called "horrible" beings, and constantly asking who was doing this deliberately to scare him.
Seeing this, Wen Zhu followed the method the eldest lady had taught her before and said loudly in a firm and unquestionable tone: "This is my room. No one is allowed to criticize or change it recklessly! Move all of this out quickly, right now!"
After saying this, Wen Zhu couldn't help but smile secretly, and then ordered his men to adjust the positions of all the objects inside the room again.
In order to set up a longevity tablet for the young lady and invite a high monk to perform a ritual, Wen Zhu, after getting the lady's permission, decided to take Hongyu with him and ride in the mansion's carriage to Guanghua Temple.
The scenery along the way is picturesque, and the sunlight shining through the treetops onto the road is refreshing.
Although the mission of this trip is very important, she still hopes to take some time to visit an old friend.
When passing by Imperial Physician Xie's house, Wen Zhu stopped the carriage.
It was a rare opportunity for her to go out, and she thought of all the help and care she had received during this period of time, and thought she should send some thank-you gifts.
As soon as the carriage stopped, the servant quickly stepped forward and knocked on the door to announce it.
Not long after, the door slowly opened, and Xie Yulan came out happily in a light green dress.
"I'm worried about having no one to accompany me. Come in and drink tea, appreciate chrysanthemums and eat crabs with me."
As she spoke, Xie Yulan had already enthusiastically taken Wen Zhu's arm and walked deeper into the yard.
The chrysanthemums there were in full bloom, colorful and beautiful. The table was also laid with carefully prepared tea sets and several plates of exquisite snacks.
Seeing Xie Yulan so passionate and unrestrained, his originally slightly nervous mood slowly relaxed with her movements, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared at the corners of his mouth.
"Miss Xie, I have to rush to Guanghua Temple to do some business, so I can't stay long. This is a small gift I prepared, I hope you can accept it."
As he spoke, Wen Zhu gently untied the bundle in his hand, revealing an exquisite embroidery and a set of tea.
"Did you bring me a gift?"
Hearing Wen Zhu say this, Xie Yulan, who was originally looking at the flower bed, turned around to look at the things on the table and asked curiously.
This sudden thoughtfulness filled the entire space with warmth.
"It's about Doctor Fang's treatment. He charged me very little for my treatment, and I've always felt very bad about it, so I wanted to give you each a gift as a thank you."
The words revealed sincere gratitude, which seemed to deepen the friendship between them.
"Why should we be so polite? Your recovery is more precious than any gift."
Xie Yulan smiled slightly, her tone full of concern and love for her friend.
However, after several sincere persuasions, he finally agreed to the other party's kindness and said that if he needed help in the future, he would definitely not hesitate to help.
As they were chatting happily, "Speaking of that fire incident, were you injured? Let me see how badly you were injured."
Thinking of how dangerous and urgent the situation was at that time, Xie Yulan became particularly concerned and hurried forward to carefully check whether Wen Zhu had any old illnesses.
Hearing this, Wen Zhu stood up and turned around lightly. "Luckily, the shopkeeper showed up in time to protect me. I only suffered a minor injury on my foot. It was a little inconvenient for me to walk during that time, but now I'm completely healed!"
After hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Since you're going to Guanghua Temple, why not take this opportunity to draw a fortune stick and pray to the Buddha for peace and good fortune?"
Recalling the scene at that time, Xie Yulan felt fortunate for Wen Zhu.
It was a sunny day, everything was full of life and energy.
When preparing to leave, Wen Zhu was saying goodbye to his friends with a smile, and everyone's face was filled with reluctance to leave.