The steward, oblivious to what was amiss with Prince An, hurriedly replied, "Three days ago, a young maidservant came to the gate of the manor. She said she was Miss Lu's personal maid, and I couldn't get rid of her. She knelt for three days in front of so many people, and I'm worried that if word gets back to the palace..."
Jiang Chuangang had just left for a short while because he needed to relieve himself. When he returned, he saw the steward talking about this at the door. His face immediately changed color. He grabbed the steward's sleeve and whispered, "Steward Yuan, when did you become so confused? You're disturbing the prince's rest with such a trivial matter. Don't you know that the prince has just recovered from a serious injury?"
Upon hearing this, Steward Yuan's face paled slightly. He pounded his head in frustration, realizing he was so annoyed by the little maid that he hadn't even considered this aspect.
Bringing such a trivial matter to the prince would be tantamount to courting death. How could I have been so bewitched by Lu Xiaoyun's lowly maidservant that I didn't just kill her outright?
Steward Yuan immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
Jiang Chuan kicked Butler Yuan: "Hurry up and admit your mistake!"
Lu Xiaoyun only heard the sound of someone kneeling down at the door, followed by the steward's trembling voice: "This old servant is guilty. I shouldn't have disturbed Your Highness's rest with such a trivial matter. This old servant will deal with her now, and then I will go and receive my own whipping."
After the butler finished speaking, he got up to leave, and Lu Xiaoyun naturally knew what the word "disposal" meant.
She rubbed her temples: "Come back."
The person called out to her, but Lu Xiaoyun didn't know what to do and remained silent for a moment.
The steward immediately stood still, not daring to breathe, and waited quietly for the "Prince's" instructions.
But after waiting for a while, no sound came from inside the house.
The process was extremely difficult, and cold sweat dripped down the back of Butler Yuan.
Jiang Chuan gave him a "good luck" look. The steward was really overstepping his bounds, bothering the prince with such a thing.
Inside the room, Lu Xiaoyun had no idea that outside, Butler Yuan was not only filled with regret, but was also trembling with fear at being stopped by her.
She was thinking about some things the original owner did at the Duke of Zhenguo.
On the surface, the original owner's stepmother was very obedient to her, giving her whatever she wanted, and many things that even her own children did not have. In reality, this was a form of pampering that ultimately harmed her, and it fostered an arrogant and domineering personality in the original owner.
As a result, when she turned eighteen, not only did no one come to propose marriage, but even her betrothed from childhood ran away.
It is said that he joined the army, specifically Zhu Yu's Northern Army.
This marriage to Zhu Yu was absurd. Her stepmother made nice promises on the surface, but fearing that she would be too ostentatious and displease Prince An, she only let her bring a few colorful clothes and a fat woman to marry into Prince An's mansion.
In reality, it was about letting the fat woman torment her.
The original owner actually believed it to be true.
Therefore, Lu Xiaoyun did not know who this girl was.
In this freezing weather, she knelt and begged for three days. What kind of little maid was she? Or was this maid the original owner's stepmother, plotting something to torment the original owner?
Does she really dare to be so audacious as to send someone in?
Lu Xiaoyun was starting to get curious.
Logically speaking, someone like Zhu Yu would never even consider letting this little girl into the Prince's mansion. If she wanted to avoid arousing suspicion, she would naturally have Steward Yuan throw her out, or even, as he said, "dispose of" her directly.
But then she thought about how Zhu Yu looked now, in the body of the original owner. If she left the fat woman by his side, she would probably kill him in less than three days.
Moreover, given her current status, it's impossible for her to assign someone to serve Zhu Yu; it would be better to let this little girl enter the manor.
Lu Xiaoyun cleared her throat and said in a deep voice, "Since he is her person, bring him in to serve him."
The steward looked up at the tightly closed door with a puzzled expression. "Your Highness, what's going on...?"
He then turned to look at Jiang Chuan.
Jiang Chuan was also completely bewildered, but then he remembered that when the prince woke up that morning, he said that for the sake of the reputation of the Prince An's Mansion, that woman could not be allowed to die so quickly. So he lowered his voice and said to Steward Yuan, "Listen to the prince."
The butler glanced at Jiang Chuan, then at the tightly closed door.
Jiang Chuanchao winked at him.
There was no further sound from inside the room. The steward dared not ask why, and after a great sigh of relief, he immediately sent a servant to the door to deliver a message.
Hearing the people walk away, Lu Xiaoyun felt no relief at all, which meant that no one had discovered what had happened in the outhouse.
In this freezing weather, we absolutely cannot delay any longer.
Lu Xiaoyun had just put on her shoes and was about to go over herself when she heard someone outside talking to Jiang Chuan.
I only vaguely heard Jiang Chuan say something like "throw it out".
Lu Xiaoyun, who had no martial arts skills, could not hear clearly. When she opened the door, she saw the two standing at the courtyard gate. Jiang Chuan listened silently to what the other person was saying to him, and his expression did not seem good.
She asked, "Jiang Chuan, what happened?"
Jiang Chuan immediately turned around, waved to the person who had come, and the person hurriedly left.
Jiang Chuan hurried to Lu Xiaoyun and said, "Your Highness, the guards have reported that something happened in the west courtyard's washroom."
Upon hearing this, Lu Xiaoyun's hand tightened in her sleeve. She realized it wouldn't be appropriate for her to go there at this time. She turned her head and walked towards the study next door.
"What happened? Tell me."
Over here, the little maid finally received the "Prince's" order to allow her to enter the manor. She was so happy that she didn't know what to do. Since she couldn't enter the main courtyard, she knelt down and kowtowed several times in front of the house.
The servant who brought her into the mansion smiled coldly: "Oh, so you know how to be grateful."
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