Yinzhi, who cherished his eighth wife dearly, ultimately came up with a compromise.
He took a first-class palace maid from the Eighth Prince's wife's side and went to personally apologize to Tong Wanyan.
The servants of Yuqing Palace, from the gatekeepers and sweepers to those who served their masters, did not treat the Eighth Prince's family well.
When Yinzhi arrived, they leisurely announced his arrival, offering him only ordinary tea, practically saying, "Please leave now."
During his rare month-long break, Yinreng would definitely spend all his time clinging to Tong Wanyan.
Even the little ones who love to pester their mother, and that pesky parrot Xuan Niao, know not to bother them at this time.
Otherwise, even if the Crown Prince doesn't do anything to their face when he's in a fit of rage, he'll definitely make things difficult for them behind their backs every day.
Yinzhi, you chose the wrong time.
As expected, Yinreng, who was drawing eyebrows for Tong Wanyan by the window, woke up late and coldly said, "Let him wait."
Tong Wanyan looked at the clear bronze mirror: "Master's craftsmanship is getting better and better."
Yinreng said smugly, "Even Chunque's skills can't compare to yours. But Xiaoyan is also very beautiful; rouge and powder are just icing on the cake."
Chunque stood by, helping to choose the color of rouge, without refuting Yinreng's boasting.
Regardless of her skill level, she certainly couldn't praise people in a variety of ways like the Crown Prince.
This is the pain of not having received an education. All she could say was "Your Highness is so handsome," but the Crown Prince could not only compose poems but also paint, making them all pale in comparison.
Xia Zhu covered her mouth and chuckled to herself. Tong Wanyan asked her what she was laughing at.
Xia Zhu chuckled and said, "When I was outside the palace, I would occasionally go out and listen to storytellers talk about a perfect couple, a match made in heaven. At that time, I didn't understand what it meant, but after entering the palace and seeing my master and the crown prince, I finally understand."
Honest people are the most pleasing when they praise others.
Yinreng was completely pleased to hear this, and he beamed with joy: "Your monthly allowance will be doubled this month!"
"Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Master." Xia Zhu, overjoyed by the unexpected reward, expressed her gratitude. With her monthly allowance doubled, she could enjoy an extra main dish for several days in a row.
Tong Wanyan asked, "It was the master who rewarded you, why are you thanking me?"
Xia Zhu chuckled, "Being able to serve my master is the greatest blessing for a servant."
"Silly girl," Tong Wanyan said with a playful smile, "Since that's the case, you can have this hairpin."
The orchid-shaped silver hairpin, inlaid with light green jade, is understated and small, perfect for Xia Zhu to wear.
Chun Que wasn't jealous at all. Working for Tong Wanyan, they amassed quite a bit of savings.
"I'm a little hungry, let's have wontons for breakfast." Tong Wanyan was in a good mood and had a good appetite.
All kinds of breakfast dishes were prepared in the kitchen, just waiting for the master's order. The cooks would quickly finish the last step so as not to keep the masters waiting.
The chicken soup wontons were sprinkled with finely chopped scallions, and Tong Wanyan smelled the aroma, feeling incredibly hungry.
Yinreng wasn't much better off than her. He usually ate breakfast much earlier than today, so it was his fault for staying up late last night.
The two ate and chatted about everyday things, relaxed and happy.
Yinzhi waited in the hall for almost an hour, drinking countless cups of tea, but the more he drank, the colder his heart became.
The head maidservant of the Eighth Prince's wife, who had followed them, gradually showed signs of unease.
Like master, like servant. The Eighth Princess Consort had no patience, and the head palace maid around her was much the same.
However, she still had some sense and knew that even the lowest servant in Yuqing Palace had a higher status than her.
She endured the soreness in her feet, her heart filled with resentment, determined to complain to the Fujin (wife of the deceased) when she returned.
Yuqing Palace has gone too far. Your Highness, please sincerely apologize. Their arrogant attitude is extremely disrespectful to Your Highness.
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