Feng Ye withdrew his disdainful gaze from Jiang He and left the Anxiang Palace without looking back. If Jiang He had a little self-awareness and obediently not shaved off his feather eyebrows and modified them to a misty shape, he wouldn't have plotted against Jiang He and seen the bowl of moldy plum cake.
Fengye thought so and soon returned to Chenyou Palace. Jiufu was waiting for Fengye at the side door. When he saw her, he took the package from Fengye with a smile and said, "His Majesty heard that you were coming back, so he sent me here to wait for you."
Although Feng Ye was a slave, a servant, he was a servant who had once served Pei Jiusheng, and he was unique in the eyes of Her Highness the Princess. Not only did the servants in the mansion respect him, but even several masters like Lu Jinshu looked up to him.
Fengye could humiliate Jiang He at will in the Anxiang Palace, but he didn't dare to act arrogantly in the Chenyou Palace. He quickly said, "Don't bother Jiufu to carry the package for him."
Jiufu just smiled and held the package tightly. "You are no longer needed in the Anxiang Palace. From now on, we will work together with the virtuous prince. It is only natural for us to help each other."
Fengye did not refuse anymore, and the two chatted and laughed all the way back to the southern courtyard where the servants lived. When they reached the gate of the courtyard, another servant who was close to Fengye called Fengye to stop him.
Jiufu carried the package into the inner room alone. As he crossed the threshold, he lost his footing and fell, sending the package crashing to the ground. From the loosened package, a delicate, beautiful plum cake rolled out. Jiufu was startled, thinking he had spilled Fengye's treasured treats, and hurriedly picked it up. But when he saw the words on it, he was stunned.
Written on it in small calligraphy with hairpin flowers was the words, "I offer my humble life as a sacrifice to Heaven, hoping only that Your Highness may be as constant as the moon and as rising as the sun, and may you enjoy peace and joy year after year, and success in everything." It was clearly the handwriting of the former Princess Pei Jiusheng.
Before he could think about it, he heard footsteps outside. Jiufu hurriedly stuffed the plum cake back into the package and walked forward as if nothing had happened.
Fengye opened the door curtain at this time and said with a smile, "Thank you for helping me carry the package all the way into the house. When I'm free, I'll treat you to a drink."
Jiufu smiled stiffly, saying that he would go back quickly to serve Lu Jinshu, and left in a hurry.
Fengye closed the door tightly and carefully took out the plum cakes from the package. Although he used this method to frame Jiang He, these plum cakes were all made by the young master with great effort. The young master fainted three times in one night while making the plum cakes. He couldn't really let the servants of Guangming Palace throw these into the slop bucket.
In fact, he framed Jiang He to fall out of favor with the Princess Royal because he was angry that Jiang He had contradicted him. But the more important reason was that he saw that the Princess Royal had real feelings for Jiang He.
Jiang He was clearly given to the Crown Princess because of his resemblance to the Young Master. He should be the Young Master's replacement for life. If the Crown Princess fell in love with the real Jiang He, Feng Ye would be disgusted. He would never allow Jiang He to ascend to power by stepping on the Young Master's corpse.
On the other side, Jiufu's heart was beating wildly as he recalled the plum cakes he had just seen.
Lu Jinshu was originally drinking juice leisurely when Jiufu walked in with a strange look on his face. He drove out all the irrelevant servants in the room and then whispered about the plum cake.
Jiufu asked, "Master, should we tell Her Royal Highness the Princess about this?"
Lu Jinshu stroked his slightly bulging belly with his hand, and his expression was a little hesitant.
To be honest, he didn't really want to hide it from Her Royal Highness, but he also didn't want to see Jiang He regain favor. Ever since Jiang He married into the Eastern Palace, she had been the only favorite, with good things being sent to the Anxiang Palace like water.
If Jiang He had not been framed by Feng Ye this time, his position would have been improved sooner or later, and he might even be on par with him.
Seeing Lu Jinshu's hesitation, Jiufu whispered, "It's better to have less trouble than more. Let's just pretend we don't know. Besides, this time I've got something on Fengye. Fengye is very important to Her Highness the Princess, so it's a great thing that he can be used by her."
Pei Jiusheng was already dead, so even if the princess loved him, it wouldn't have any impact on Lu Jinshu. But Jiang He was different. The princess already had a good impression of him, and if she knew that he hadn't thrown the plum cake away, and that she had misunderstood him, she would definitely favor Jiang He even more out of guilt.
Lu Jinshu sighed deeply. "If it were in the past, I would have used this as an excuse to control Fengye even without your reminder. But now, I really don't want to hide anything from Her Highness. As someone who has always served me, you have seen how good Her Highness is to me. They say sincerity begets sincerity. Her Highness has given me her heart, so how could I possibly let her down?"
Jiufu looked at Lu Jinshu, unsure of what to say. Before serving the virtuous prince, his every thought was written on his face, a humble servant in the Taifu manor. It was his master who gradually instilled in him cunning and tactical skills, taught him to think ahead, and how to manipulate others. Now, he felt he had achieved mastery, but his master was becoming increasingly irrational.
Lu Jinshu always felt that she didn't get enough sleep since she became pregnant. He and Jiufu had just talked for a short while when he felt that he could no longer hold on. "Her Highness the Princess said that she would come to see me in Chenyou Palace the day after tomorrow. I will tell her everything truthfully then. Please help me to the bed to rest. I feel like my eyelids are almost sticking together."
Jiufu immediately put the plum blossom cake matter behind his mind and supported Lu Jinshu with great care. The baby Lu Jinshu was carrying was the hope of everyone in Chenyou Palace, so there absolutely couldn't be any accidents.
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