Chapter 2 The villain knows the plot, it's a killer move
Xiaoying was dissatisfied in her heart, but she didn't dare to refute or disobey. She just covered her face with her hands in anger.
Qiao Wanyan said in a cold voice, "Kneel down."
Xiaoying refused to kneel, but the maid behind Qiao Wanyan kicked her on the leg. Xiaoying had no choice but to kneel in front of her unhappily even though she didn't want to.
"Fox charmer? Is this how your mistress taught you to disrespect your master behind his back?"
Xiaoying gritted her teeth. She still had to accompany the young lady out of the house in the afternoon, so wouldn't this delay the young lady's trip?
Qiao Wanyan looked at her with disdainful eyes, "Just kneel here and go back after sunset. As for your young lady's charcoal fire, because of your words, there will be no charcoal for next month."
After saying this, she started to leave.
Be someone else's lackey?
She has been studying hard since she was young, and is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, flowers and tea. Why should she become a supporting role for someone who is inferior to her in every way?
Is it because she is not kind enough? Not stupid enough? Not easy to control in the hearts of those men?
What's wrong with being greedy for power and vanity?
This shows that she is ambitious.
In Qiyun Hall, as soon as Qiao Wanyan entered the room, a nanny took off her cloak.
When Jin saw her come in, she smiled widely, her eyes full of love, as if she was looking at the most perfect work of her life.
Satisfied, loved, proud of it.
Jin was in poor health, and many famous doctors said she would never have children again. After all these years, she only had this one daughter.
But he never forced himself to love his daughter just because he was destined to have no children. Instead, he felt happy at the birth of Qiao Wanyan.
But now, a hint of sadness appeared on Jin's face.
"Yanyan, your grandfather sent a batch of Shu brocade over. When you go back later, pick out some of the colors you like."
Qiao Wanyan blinked her sparkling peach blossom eyes and sat down on a chair beside the charcoal fire. "Mom, did something happen?"
Jin sighed, knowing that she couldn't hide it from her, "Your father heard something after leaving the court this morning. Prince Jing will return to the capital soon."
Jin wanted to see some reaction from her face, but Qiao Wanyan's expression remained indifferent, as if she was not surprised.
"Yanyan, Prince Jing nearly died because of love. Now that you are back in Beijing, I am afraid that he will retaliate against you."
She was well aware of what happened back then. It would have been fine if Prince Jing had stayed in Beiming City, but now he suddenly returned to the capital. Given his vengeful nature, she was afraid that her daughter would be bullied.
Love turns to hate. Over the years, she has heard that King Jing has no woman around him in Beiming City. Some people have sent beauties to please him, but in the end, none of them stayed.
He once said that he hated all women.
Especially in the capital, there lived a woman whom he hated most in his life.
Qiao Wanyan held her hand and stroked it gently, saying in a clear voice, "Mom, I was once the moonlight in his heart. Time will only make him forget my shortcomings."
In the storybook, everyone likes the gentle, weak and considerate Qiao Yihuan, rather than a woman like herself who is too proud to let go.
It's not that she is incapable of pretending to be nice and clever.
She wants everyone to like her, wants those who once blocked her path to success to pave a broad road for her, and wants everyone to look up to her and bless her with glory!
If a woman cannot control the world's power, then let those who control the power be controlled by her.
"Forget it, just keep it in mind."
"By the way, mother, pick out one of those Shu brocades and send it to Qiao Yihuan later."
Jin was confused. "Such fine material is extremely rare even in the capital. Why send it to her?"
Qiao Wanyan smiled and said, "I have my own arrangements."
After sitting for a while, Qiao Wanyan got up and went back. The storybook was still not found, as if it had never existed. She searched all over Yongning Pavilion but couldn't find it.
In the afternoon, Qiao Wanyan finally left home after half a month.
The beauty with cloud-like hair and flower-like face got off the car. Her eyebrows were as dark as distant mountains without any makeup, and her lips were as red as dyed sand without any paint.
In the past, she always wore the most exquisite makeup and the most gorgeous colorful dress when she went out. But today, she was bare-faced and dressed simply, which made her look harmless and pure for no reason.
It is like a fragile treasure. When people see it, they want to protect it and treasure it carefully, and it inadvertently stirs the softest part of people's hearts.
Huibaolou is the most famous silver shop in the capital. The hairpins and jewelry sold there are very expensive, but Qiao Wanyan is a frequent customer here.
"Miss Qiao Er hasn't been here for a long time. We have a new batch of hairpins and rings in the shop. Would you mind appreciating them?" The shopkeeper smiled so hard that his eyes were almost squeezed out when he saw the gold nugget.
Qiao Wanyan followed the shopkeeper to the second floor and looked at the jewelry the shopkeeper took out like presenting treasures. "They are all good. Pack them all up."
The shopkeeper couldn't suppress the smile on his face, "Okay."
"Wait, wrap this one separately. I think this one looks the best. Wrap it nicely. I want to give it to my eldest sister."
Zi Yuan was stunned when she heard this, "Miss, why did you give her the most beautiful one? I heard that Xiaoying, who was beside the eldest lady, called you a vixen today. I was so sad that you left the house before you recovered from your cold. Now you want to give her such a beautiful hairpin. I am so angry!"
On the stairs leading to the second floor, Tsuru Chiyu stopped when he heard these words.
Xiaoying? Isn't that Yihuan's personal maid?
Qiao Wanyan smiled and said, "My mother sent a piece of the Shu brocade that my grandfather sent today to my eldest sister. I thought this hairpin would be a perfect match for her Shu brocade. What's more, the people around my eldest sister don't know the rules, so it has nothing to do with my eldest sister."
Zi Yuan didn't understand what was wrong with the young lady today. If someone dared to call the young lady a vixen in the past, she would have broken that person's legs long ago.
Today, not only is she punished to kneel, but she is also required to buy such a beautiful hairpin for that slave's master???
Miss, could it be that your cold has not recovered and has even gotten worse?
Zi Yuan was furious. "Miss, the master indulges me because I don't know the rules! The prince doesn't like you so much, maybe it's Xiaoying who is gossiping about you behind your back! In my opinion, you should let the mistress sell Xiaoying out, so that she won't offend you next time!"
"Okay." Qiao Wanyan was in a rare good temper today. "I know you're doing this for me, but Xiaoying grew up with my elder sister, so I can't do that. Besides, I've figured it out, and it's a good thing for my elder sister to have a good home in the future."
"Miss!" Zi Yuan was so anxious that she wanted to rush to Mingxiang Pavilion and stuff Qiao Yihuan back into her mother's belly.
Qiao Wanyan said in a gentle voice: "I have also come to terms with it. It would be great if my elder sister could marry a man of her dreams. I will never marry again and stay with my father and mother for the rest of my life."
Zi Yuan felt that this must be a dream, no, a nightmare, a nightmare within a nightmare!
After paying the money, Qiao Wanyan just walked to the stairs and was about to go downstairs when she saw Prince He Zhiyu walking towards her.
Her eyes were filled with shock and astonishment. Seeing him approaching, she subconsciously took two steps back, then bowed and saluted, "Your Highness, I greet your Highness the Crown Prince."
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