Ye Lan was punished, but Jun Moyi did not mention transferring her elsewhere, and Butler Song pretended not to know.
Ye Lan was still serving Jun Moyi, but this time she was much more cautious.
Last time, she just tested Jun Moyi's bottom line a little, but ended up suffering a lot of physical pain.
It seems that Jun Moyi is indeed as difficult to deal with as the rumors say.
In the next few days, Ye Lan behaved very well, and even Jun Moyi, who was always picky about his servants, could not find any mistakes.
This also made him more wary of this woman.
Anyone who can go under his command without being caught making any mistakes must have been carefully trained.
Sang Liwan didn't know Jun Moyi's plan. She had been forced to serve Jun Moyi personally these days. Whenever this man was mentioned, she would be filled with anger.
"Wanwan, it's time to change the dressing on the wound."
"Wanwan, I want to drink some water."
"Wanwan, help me wash my hands."
"Wanwan..."
Sang Liwan waved his hand.
【Late, late, late, late, late your mother! 】
Jun Moyi looked at the little woman in front of him with a dark face in shock. His expression was a little stiff, and even the muscles on his cheeks were twitching slightly.
He swallowed, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly a halo of innocence and grievance appeared in his eyes.
"Wanwan, are you annoyed by me and are scolding me in your heart?"
For a moment, Sang Liwan seemed to see the Jun Moyi she met when she just came here.
"How could that be? I'm so happy to be able to help His Majesty."
So, a fake smile appeared on her face, and she put the handkerchief soaked in water in Jun Moyi's palm and wiped his fingers one by one.
Her jade-like fingers were obediently manipulated into various shapes in her hands, and Sang Liwan felt that the nameless anger in her heart seemed to have dissipated a lot.
[Damn, I lost because of my lust.]
She slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, and the expression on her face was not very good, full of contempt for herself.
Jun Moyi almost couldn't control the smile in his heart.
He coughed lightly and put his other hand to his lips with a fist to cover the corners of his lips that had accidentally curled up.
But Sang Liwan still saw it.
So she got even angrier.
After changing the medicine, she didn't say a word to Jun Moyi and directly took Qingshui away from his yard.
He turned a deaf ear to her calling from behind.
Qingshui, however, looked back several times with some worry, and then approached Sang Liwan with great concern and said, "Miss, will the prince be angry?"
"Angry? Isn't that just right?" Sang Liwan snorted coldly.
After a pause, she added, "Your young lady is already furious. It would be even if he gets angry, too."
Hearing this, Qingshui widened his eyes slightly and tilted his head in confusion.
She knew that the young lady did not hate the prince in her heart, but why did she always say such words?
The master and servant walked for a while, one in front and one behind.
Suddenly, I heard a woman sobbing not far away.
Sang Liwan paused and turned to look at Qingshui who was following behind her.
"Qingshui, did you hear any sound?"
Qingshui nodded, "I heard it, it sounded like someone was crying."
"Let's go and take a look."
The two men turned around and walked towards the garden.
As soon as I walked around a rockery, I saw a little maid in a green shirt leaning against the rockery and wiping her tears.
Its eyes are red, like a little rabbit.
Sang Liwan glanced at Qingshui, who quickly understood and quickly walked forward, asking softly, "Who are you? Why are you hiding here crying alone?"
The sudden noise startled the little girl.
Her whole body began to tremble, and when she turned her head, she saw two women standing in front of her.
One of them was dressed as a maid just like her.
The other one was wearing a goose yellow dress, with her black hair combed into a flying bun. She was standing aside, looking at her with a faint expression.
She was startled and quickly turned around, knelt down, and kowtowed to Sang Liwan, "Your servant Liu Shang greets the princess."
Sang Liwan's eyebrows moved slightly, and he glanced at her, "Do you recognize me?"
"I don't recognize her." Liu Shang shook his head, "But I know that there is only one female master in the entire palace, and that is the princess."
Sang Liwan didn't ask any more questions, but just mentioned that she had just been crying here alone.
Hearing this, Liu Shang's heart began to pound, and a chill ran up her spine, making her tremble uncontrollably.
Cold sweat broke out on her forehead due to nervousness, and her eyes avoided Sang Liwan's gaze anxiously.
This strange reaction made Sang Liwan, who had originally asked casually out of curiosity, instantly alert.
"Tell me, what's going on."
"No, nothing..." Liu Shang retorted with trembling lips.
But she didn't act like she was alright.
So, Sang Liwan winked at Qingshui.
Qingshui understood instantly.
She glared fiercely at Liu Shang, who was kneeling on the ground. "The princess is here, and you're still not telling the truth? Where do you serve? Who's in charge?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Shang trembled even more violently.
Seeing this, Sang Liwan and Qingshui looked at each other in surprise.
Sang Liwan frowned, "What's going on? Tell me the truth. If you've been wronged, I'll take care of it for you."
Hearing Sang Liwan's words, Liu Shang raised his head and looked at her softly, like a pitiful little animal.
"I'm a new servant in the palace. I'm usually responsible for sweeping the garden. Just now, just now, I was..."
Qingshui said, "Just say whatever you want to say. The princess hates people who hesitate the most."
Hearing this, Liu Shang calmed himself down and said, "I am feeling sad about some personal matters, so I am hiding here for a while."
"What private matter?"
Liu Shang closed his eyes and said resignedly, "Today is the anniversary of my mother's death. I wanted to burn some paper money for her, but now people in the palace are not allowed to go out on their own, and burning paper is not allowed in the palace, so I was confused for a moment..."
Sang Liwan was slightly startled and subconsciously glanced at Qingshui.
Qingshui explained: "Miss, this is indeed a rule in the palace."
Sang Liwan looked at the little maid in front of him who was crying and trembling all over, and her heart softened when she thought of the reason why she was crying.
She sighed, "Poor girl."
After a pause, Sang Liwan said, "Qingshui, go get an incense stick."
"yes."
Soon, Qingshui came back with incense, and then helped Liushang, who was kneeling on the ground, up.
Sang Li stuffed something into Liu Shang's hand before night.
"I cannot make an exception for you according to the palace's rules, but I am moved by your filial piety. So, I will make a concession and burn some incense for your mother."
"princess?"
Liu Shang suddenly raised his head and looked at Sang Liwan, his eyes full of surprise.
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