Chen Mianmian said seriously, "Our kind of fancy martial arts is only good for loosening up your muscles, don't expect it to be effective in a fight. If you still want to learn, you can learn from the two maids who are watching me."
Jiang Yinjin also said earnestly, "I will only learn from you."
"..." Shen Mianmian—no, back then the madam said she would only learn from her, and now the female lead is too... What's wrong with these people?
Finally, at Jiang Yinjin's insistence, Shen Mianmian taught her martial arts.
In the morning, we learned martial arts, and in the afternoon, we made playing cards. We randomly grabbed a maid to teach us, and the three of us played cards all afternoon.
...
night.
The King of Qin returned under the stars and moon, smelling slightly of alcohol.
The steward of the main courtyard greeted the prince upon his return, saying, "Your Highness, would you like some supper?"
"No need." With that, the King of Qin glanced at the sky. He had originally wanted to return early today to continue listening to Gu Zi's inner monologues, but several people had insisted that he treat them to a meal and drinks, and he couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to go.
Who knew that it would take so long to get back? "Have Hongye come to the study."
"Yes, Your Highness." The steward immediately went to make the arrangements.
Upon hearing that the prince was going to his study, several servants hurriedly went in first, lit the lamps, and heated the brazier.
The King of Qin sat down at the table, picked up a scroll, and began to read it.
A short while later, the red leaves arrived.
"Your Highness, I have come to pay my respects."
"Hmm," the King of Qin glanced at the file, "What did she do today?"
She, not them.
Because of the mission of Hongye and Luluo, they only monitored Chen Mianmian, not Jiang Yinjin.
"Your Highness, this morning Miss Shen taught Miss Jiang martial arts."
The King of Qin was taken aback, and looked up, "Who taught me?"
"Miss Shen will teach you."
The King of Qin recalled the woman's swollen face when she was first brought back, "Her?"
Hongye saw that Miss Shen's face was even more swollen. "I heard from Miss Shen that she originally suggested that I teach her, but Miss Jiang insisted that Miss Shen teach her."
The King of Qin scoffed, "How was the teaching?"
"This..." Hongye hesitated, after all, as an informant, she couldn't lie. "It's alright."
This can be considered as saving face for Miss Shen.
The King of Qin raised an eyebrow. "Continue."
"Yes, in the afternoon, Miss Shen made something called playing cards, called Ginkgo over, taught her how to play, and the three of them played for the whole afternoon."
As he spoke, he handed over a paper package for the prince to examine.
The King of Qin opened the paper package, frowned, and picked up a playing card.
Hongye continued her report, "After dinner, the two of them practiced calligraphy together, and Miss Jiang even gave Miss Chen pointers on regular script. Around 9 PM, they washed up and went to bed."
The King of Qin put down the cards, saying, "That was quite fulfilling."
Jiang Yinjin has been at the Prince's Mansion for four days, and someone reports on her every move daily. She spends most of her time reading and writing.
With the arrival of the Gu, Jiang Yinjin's life became unexpectedly richer.
He could certainly guess that it was all Gu Zi's idea, after all, he had heard Gu Zi's shocking and unreliable thoughts.
The King of Qin pointed at the playing cards and said, "Go down."
"Yes, Your Highness." Hongye quickly wrapped up the playing cards and respectfully withdrew.
In the study,
The King of Qin continued to peruse the documents, but after only a few pages, he felt bored and weary. A flash of anger crossed his brow as he considered whether to throw the officials who had been bothering him that night into the imperial prison.
He has dirt on all those people; whether they lose their jobs or their heads depends entirely on his mood.
It took me a while to calm down my agitation.
Reopen the case file.
He'll be back tomorrow night, a little earlier.
...
The next day.
evening.
The three people in the guest room were playing Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game).
"You all don't want it? Fine, I'll play a five!" Chen Mianmian threw down her cards, then stretched out her snow-white hand. "I'm the landlord, everyone give me 160 copper coins, I've made a profit!"
Yinxing felt extremely wronged—she had come to be a maid, but she couldn't beat Miss Jiang and Miss Shen at cards and kept losing coins.
If this continues, she'll have worked for nothing for days!
Jiang Yinjin smiled and began counting the copper coins, taking out one hundred and sixty coins and placing them in the wooden box next to Chen Mianmian.
Yinxing reluctantly took out a copper coin, then turned to the onlookers and said, "Sister Hongye, do you want to play?"
Hongye shook her head, "I can't."
She's here to keep watch; how can she let herself become distracted by trivial pursuits?
"Where's Sister Green Ivy?"
"I don't know either."
Yinxing asked around again, but no one came to play. In the end, Yinxing could only continue with a long face.
Jiang Yinjin couldn't stand it anymore and said, "I'll double whatever amount of silver you lose later."
Ginkgo surprise.
Chen Mianmian glanced at the sky, "It's already this late, why hasn't dinner been served yet?"
Hongye said, "Miss Shen, the steward informed us earlier that the two ladies will be having dinner with the Prince tonight, so you'll probably have to wait a while. Let me get you some snacks to tide you over."
"Have dinner together?" Shen Mianmian's eyes flickered, then she looked at Jiang Yinjin with a sly grin.
Before the plan was even finished, a maid rushed in, "Sister Hongye, the Prince is back."
Hongye immediately perked up, "Ladies, please tidy your appearance and come with me to the dining hall."
Jiang Yinjin put down the cards, stood up and straightened her clothes, while Chen Mianmian clutched her stomach, "Ouch, why does my stomach suddenly hurt? Miss Jiang, you go ahead, I'll lie on the bed for a while."
Jiang Yinjin, not bothering to tidy herself up, asked with concern, "Why did you suddenly have a stomachache?"
"I don't know either. Maybe I'm about to get my period, or maybe I'm going to have an upset stomach? You guys go ahead, I'll lie down for a while. Otherwise, it would be nauseating to have an upset stomach in the dining hall and it would spoil His Highness's appetite."
Hongye whispered to Luoluo to report, then asked Chenmianmian, "Is it very painful? Should we call a doctor?"
"I can ask, but I'm afraid that if I wait for the doctor to come, my stomach won't hurt, and the doctor will have made a wasted trip."
Everyone agreed that this made sense.
Everyone has experienced this kind of sudden, inexplicable abdominal pain. Sometimes, even accidentally inhaling a breath of cold air can irritate the stomach and intestines, causing pain for a while.
Worried that delaying would anger the King of Qin, Jiang Yinjin could only say, "I'll go to the dining hall first. You lie on the bed for a while. If the pain eases, I'll come over immediately. If it's still very painful, then you don't need to come. I'll try my best to deal with the King of Qin."
As soon as she said it, she froze—Zhou Xuan? Why did she use the word "Zhou Xuan"? It was as if she and Shen Mianmian were on the same side.
"Okay, I understand, go ahead!" Chen Mianmian exclaimed twice more.
Then, Jiang Yinjin hurriedly left with her maid.
As for being asleep?
Of course she was faking illness the whole time. Why would she disturb the male and female leads' candlelight dinner?
She just lay there on the bed, and before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.
When I woke up again, I was awakened by the sound of tables and chairs colliding.
She got out of bed, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and saw that the person who bumped into the table was none other than Jiang Yinjin.
Jiang Yinjin looked flustered and her face was pale.
Chen Mianmian was immediately startled awake and hurriedly asked, "What happened?"
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