Shen Mianmian was instantly startled and hurriedly winked at her mistress—Madam, save me! Don't leave her behind! She just wanted to improve her health and pass the time, not become a martial arts master; she didn't want to suffer!
It's only the first day, and everyone is still getting to know each other. The princess is already training her like this. Once she gets to know each other, who knows how much hardship she'll have to endure.
Receiving the pleading look, Madam Ding hurriedly replied, "Your Highness is right. I have repented and will not trouble Your Highness to personally instruct Madam Shen. We have a martial arts instructor in our household, and I will supervise her training every day from now on."
Shen Mianmian's eyes were red—Madam! I can't thank you enough for such a great kindness!
Princess Ryan sneered, "You? Heh, I'd believe anyone else. But not you."
"..." Ding Shi.
Chen Mianmian's red eyes froze—"Madam, what did you do to make the princess have such a bad impression of you?"
Ding was extremely embarrassed. "Ahem... well... Qingzhou occasionally has to return to the manor, and he'll be unhappy if he doesn't see Shen."
Princess Ruian felt sorry for Qingzhou. "Give me the address of where Qingzhou is studying now, and I will send someone to serve her. Once Qingzhou returns to the Marquis's residence, that person will come back to report, and I will send Shen back immediately."
Ding Shi hadn't given up trying, "How could we possibly accept that? Her Highness has already sent Guan Shui here, how can we let Her Highness send more people?"
Chen Mianmian gleaned a piece of information—Guan Shui, the attendant beside Feng Chu? Guan Shui was a gift from Princess Ruian? It seems Princess Ruian is truly good to Feng Chu!
Princess Ruian was annoyed by Ding's nagging and had no choice but to give in, "How about this, let her stay for five days first, and I will have her practice intensively for five days. We'll talk about it after that. It's settled then."
Seeing that the princess was losing patience, Lady Ding dared not say anything more.
No matter how good their relationship is, the princess is still a noble princess. Royal families are ruthless, and the princess cannot be treated as an ordinary best friend.
That matter was settled.
Only the sleepless one was injured.
Princess Ryan also became interested, and instead of playing mahjong, she rested for a while and then let Chen Mianmian continue playing with the stick.
Poor Chen Mianmian, she wielded the stick until she was exhausted in front of everyone, and was finally helped to the guest room by her maid.
He went straight there, didn't even take a shower, and fell asleep instantly.
...
I don't know how long I slept.
Shen Mianmian opened her eyes to find herself surrounded by darkness.
For a moment, she was disoriented, unsure of where she was or who she was.
It took her a while to regain her memory. She stretched out her arm, which felt as heavy as lead, and parted the curtains—the guest rooms in the princess's residence did not use the canopy beds typical of small houses, but rather ordinary four-poster beds.
As I lifted the curtain, the dim yellow light from outside shone through the gap.
My gaze traveled across the unfamiliar room and landed on the window.
Chen Mianmian sighed, "It's already dark. How...frustrating. We came here to play mahjong, but it turned into a martial arts training session. Should we get up? What if the princess drags us out for more training after we get up?"
But after thinking it over, I decided to get up, since I still needed to use the restroom.
She secretly prayed that Princess Ryan would keep her for five days; perhaps it was just a casual remark, and she didn't take it seriously.
As soon as Chen Mianmian got out of bed and put on her shoes, even though the sound was very soft, the maids guarding outside the room still heard it.
The maids quietly pushed open the door and, seeing that Consort Shen was awake, entered in one after another, saying, "This servant greets Consort Shen and will help Consort Shen with her washing and dressing."
Chen Mianmian was covered in sweat and felt uncomfortable, so she asked, "Excuse me, ladies, would it be convenient for me to take a bath?"
The maidservant hurriedly replied respectfully, "Please don't be so polite, Madam. The bath water has been prepared long ago, just waiting for you to get up."
So, Chen Mianmian went to the toilet first, and was then led to the washroom by the maid.
Upon entering the restroom, the air was filled with the fragrant aroma of flowers.
Although it was the bathroom in the guest room, it was already quite luxurious, with even the bathtub filled with thick flower petals.
Sleepyhead—this is what a petal bath looks like in TV dramas! What did she take before?
Afterwards, she went to take a bath and politely declined the maids' service, but they insisted on serving her, saying that she would be punished if she was not served well.
Helpless, Chen Mianmian could only blush and take a bath in front of everyone.
While taking a bath, I listened to the maids explain that the bath tub should first contain flower petals, then boiling hot water should be poured over them all at once to draw out the oils from the petals. After that, cold water should not be added; warm water should be added little by little to prevent damaging the substances in the petals that nourish the skin.
Add warm water while stirring until it is suitable for bathing.
That's not all. Even with the skin-nourishing oils from the flower petals, additional essential oils specially formulated for the royal court are added.
Those essential oils are extracted from the stamens of thirty kinds of herbs and flowers, and can make the skin moisturized and elastic.
While taking a bath, Chen Mianmian listened to the maids' explanations and secretly clicked her tongue in amazement—she knew the exploitative class was evil, but she didn't expect it to be this evil, it was too extravagant. Fortunately, she had come to criticize it.
After bathing, the maid massaged her with essential oils, changed her clothes, and combed her hair. By the time she arrived at the Golden Jade Courtyard where the princess was, it was already very late at night.
When Chen Mianmian arrived at the gate of Jinyu Courtyard, she was about to send someone in to announce her arrival when she saw a group of handsome young men approaching.
Yes, it was a young man.
Chen Mianmian was taken aback—why were so many handsome men in the princess's residence in the middle of the night? Judging from their clothes, they didn't seem to be servants; could they be the rumored male concubines?!
Yes, yes, whether in novels or in history, princesses who held high positions of power, had been married before, and did not plan to marry again often kept male concubines.
Princess Ryan is amazing!
She truly lives up to her ideal of a leading lady!
Suddenly, Chen Mianmian remembered the princess's words about "rejuvenation overnight" during the day, and then she understood what they meant!
It's pretty much a done deal now. The lady and the princess are together, and the princess is very likely to force the lady to have a male concubine to rejuvenate her. Tsk!
The elders are experiencing a rejuvenation process; shouldn't she, as a junior, not disturb them? She should sneak back home.
Thinking this, Shen Mianmian prepared to leave, but before she could turn around, Ying Gu, who had come out, saw her and said, "Aunt Shen is here? Come in quickly."
Afterwards, facing the young men who had arrived, Ying Gu became more serious, and her distant tone also created a sense of distance, "The princess is inside the hall, please go in."
"Yes, Ying Gu," the men replied in unison.
Just before leaving, they all stole glances at Chen Mianmian, their eyes filled with amazement.
Sleepyhead—Big brother, please have mercy, don't look at me! I'm not your sugar daddy, I'm just someone else's plaything. We're all from the same root, why are you fighting each other so fiercely? Don't cause me any trouble!
Chen Mianmian kept her head down, not glancing at the men at all. She only breathed a sigh of relief after the men went inside. "Aunt Ying, it seems His Highness is busy. Otherwise, I won't go in. I'll come to see His Highness again tomorrow morning?"
Ying Gu could guess Shen's concerns; in fact, she was worried too.
After thinking for a moment, she said, "I can't make the decision on this matter. Why don't you wait a moment, Aunt Shen, while I go in and ask Her Highness the Princess?"
"Okay! Thank you, Aunt Ying!" Chen Mianmian added softly, "Please try not to let me in, I'm feeling a little unwell."
Ying Gu nodded meaningfully, then turned and went back to the courtyard.
A moment later, Yinggu returned, her brows furrowed. "Aunt Chen, the princess invites you in."
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