The ring had never seen her like this before. Even when she was furious, she had never acted so erratically, running wildly as if she didn't feel tired at all.
Huang Ningmeng ran for a while before stopping and collapsing to the ground.
The ring sensed that her heartbeat had reached a point where she could not bear it, and quickly used its mental power to help her recover.
"Master, why are you hurting yourself like this?"
Huang Ningmeng's throat tightened, and her eyes stung a little. "Xiao Jie."
The dry, hoarse voice startled the ring.
"Master, don't scare me. Let's not have him anymore. I'll take you to the next world, and we'll never see him again."
The ring felt angry, but it was now more worried—worried about its owner, worried that she would become depressed.
"I don't believe he betrayed me like this. I need to find out what really happened."
Although Huang Ningmeng's voice was still hoarse, it was calm. The ring knew her personality; for her to say that, she must have calmed down.
"good."
After carefully investigating the matter, the ring breathed a slight sigh of relief.
“Master, we really misunderstood him. Hongyan initially went to him to play matchmaker for you two, and then she came up with an idea to have that bookworm make a hairpin for you. But the bookworm didn't know how, so Hongyan taught him. However, she only managed to teach him half of it before returning, fearing that you would be angry with her.”
“You punished Hongyan. Hongyan spent the whole afternoon copying Buddhist scriptures. Feeling that she couldn’t finish, she had a wicked idea and went to the bookworm to copy them for her. The bookworm refused, saying that it was inappropriate for a man and a woman to be alone in a room at night. But Hongyan wouldn’t let it go and threatened him, saying that if he didn’t help her, she would talk badly about him to you.”
"The bookworm had no choice but to agree to help her. Originally, he wanted Hongyan to watch him write from outside the window. But the bookworm's imitation of her handwriting was always a bit off, and he got a terrible scolding from Hongyan."
"Hongyan didn't care about anything else at the time and ran in to give the bookworm pointers. Now the bookworm has found out and kicked Hongyan out."
"Master, can you rest assured now? He didn't do anything to betray you."
Knowing that Ji Rufeng had not betrayed its master, its master would not be sad. If its master was not sad, its mood would improve, and its tone would become more relaxed.
“Xiao Jie, you’re right,” Huang Ningmeng said in a hoarse voice.
"Wh-what?" The ring was a little confused.
"Jiang Sheng is indeed acting a bit strange." Huang Ningmeng had relied too much on the soul connection before, so she completely overlooked that strangeness.
After she vented her frustrations, those minor details seemed magnified and became clearly visible.
Jiang Sheng didn't seem like Ji Rufeng to her.
"Master, could something have happened?" the ring asked, a little worried.
"I don't know, let's wait and see." She wanted to find out first. If Jiang Sheng really wasn't him, she would make him pay the price for deceiving her.
Under the bright moonlight, she had no desire to hunt wild game.
After a long night, Huang Ningmeng followed her previous life's routine and sat down at her dressing table as soon as it was light.
Rongyin came over to comb her hair. This was the first time she had ever combed her mistress's hair, and she was a little nervous.
Last night she consulted Aunt Ge and memorized the entire hair-combing process. She wrote down everything that would be used in the process.
Huang Ningmeng saw Rongyin's dark circles in the mirror and said, "Rongyin, you are the head maid. You need to understand things slowly."
"Yes," Rongyin replied.
"From now on, you only need to follow my orders. You can ignore the other servants."
“...Yes.” Rong Yin’s voice trembled slightly.
“You don’t need to ask anyone for advice. You’re the one serving me; they haven’t served me.”
Rongyin took a step back. "Miss, I was wrong."
"No, your intentions are good. It's just that you're easily manipulated, and you'll become cannon fodder." Huang Ningmeng's voice was very calm.
Cannon fodder? Rong Yin didn't quite understand the meaning of this word, but she didn't dare to ask Huang Ningmeng.
Huang Ningmeng said, "Like now, I'm used to a simpler hairstyle at the temple, but Ge Man is teaching you to do a complicated one. You don't know that this is a hairstyle I can only wear when I enter the palace, but she does. If I get angry, guess what you'll do?"
Rongyin pondered her words, considered the consequences, and turned pale, finding it completely unacceptable.
"You're teachable." Huang Ningmeng nodded slightly. If she could understand, then it was just a matter of perspective.
"Miss?" Rongyin was confused again.
Huang Ningmeng said, "Come here. I'll tell you, and you comb my hair. I'll teach you to read later, and you can broaden your horizons with me."
"Thank you, Miss." Rongyin was somewhat moved.
"Rongyin, remember to always keep your composure. Don't just look at many people or things with your eyes, but also with your heart."
"Yes, Miss."
Under Huang Ningmeng's guidance, Rongyin quickly completed a simple hairstyle and then put it on with a jade hairpin.
"Miss is so beautiful."
Rongyin was completely mesmerized by her.
Huang Ningmeng slightly curved her red lips, her almond eyes bright and spirited, occasionally flashing with a glint of wisdom that was impossible to ignore.
Today she was dressed in even lighter colors, looking every bit the part of a true Buddhist devotee.
"Miss, there is something I don't understand." Rongyin hesitated for a moment, but she chose to believe in Huang Ningmeng's character.
"What is it?"
"How did you know, Miss, that I went to consult Aunt Ge?"
“I punished Hongyan. Knowing her temperament, she definitely won’t teach you. She might even want to see a good show. Madam has two senior maids who are her confidantes. She takes them with her wherever she goes, and this time is no exception. Among those two maids, Qingluo serves her meals, and Geman serves her dressing and grooming. If you want to ask about hairdressing, you can only ask Geman.”
After hearing her analysis, Rongyin was full of admiration. "Miss is right. I went to Hongyan first, but Hongyan ignored me. So I went to Aunt Qingluo. Aunt Qingluo told me that Aunt Ge was better at combing hair, so she suggested that I go to Aunt Ge."
Rongyin was truly speechless, never expecting her to know so much about the servants. Those rumors circulating outside were simply blind.
"Go and get some Xuan paper. I've been reading too much these past few days, so I'll teach you to read today."
"Okay, thank you, Miss." Rong Yin ran out excitedly, almost bumping into Hong Yan as she went out.
Hongyan walked in carrying a stack of Xuan paper, her eyes dark and swollen, clearly indicating she hadn't slept well.
Under Huang Ningmeng's watchful gaze, he forced himself to walk over.
"Miss, this servant has come to report."
Hongyan handed over the Xuan paper.
Huang Ning dreamt of the scene she had witnessed last night, and a surge of anger rose within her. Without even looking, she tore it apart with both hands, destroying it.
"Miss, you!"
When Hongyan saw her hard-earned results being torn up, her eyes immediately welled up with tears.
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