Qiao Xuerou was dragged out.
Since the Crown Prince's wife had spoken, they naturally wouldn't let this filthy thing get in her way.
That vixen deserves to be beaten!
They had long disliked Qiao Xuerou.
She dressed up in her finest clothes every day and flaunted herself in the Marquis's mansion.
In the past, the lady was willing to fawn over her, and as servants, they could only fawn over her as well.
Now that the lady wants to discipline her, she deserves it!
Qiu Shu carefully applied the ointment to his wife.
Jiang Chuwei looked at her maids.
In her past life, all four of her maids were killed by Qiao Xuerou.
Chunqin and Xiaqi jumped into the fire to save themselves, but were crushed by the collapsing roof beams and both died.
Qiu Shu left the Marquis's mansion to buy medicine, but was defiled by a beggar bribed by Qiao Xuerou and died with her eyes wide open in disbelief.
Donghua, on the other hand, was falsely accused of sleeping with the crown prince and was beaten to death with sticks.
None of her maids met a good end.
Jiang Chuwei's tears fell unexpectedly!
Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter were all in a flurry of activity: "Young Madam, what grievance have you suffered? This servant will go and tell the General, and he will stand up for you."
"It's alright! Help me up!"
After calming herself down, Jiang Chuwei sat in front of the bronze mirror and raised her hand to touch her face.
Now her face is flawless, and her skin is as smooth as a baby's.
Her heart gradually calmed down.
There are still five years before the Jiang family's misfortune occurs; she needs to plan carefully.
In this lifetime, she is determined to protect her family.
"Young Madam, Wu, the old lady's maid, has arrived."
Jiang Chuwei's face turned cold: "Let her in!"
Granny Wu was the old lady's confidante and could be considered half a mistress in the Marquis's mansion. Everyone had to give her some respect.
She strode in arrogantly, her tone full of displeasure: "Young Madam, you haven't paid your respects to the Old Madam for over half a month, and now that you're awake, you don't even show your face. Where is your filial piety!"
Granny Wu was an old servant in the Marquis's mansion, so she should know what she could and could not say.
Jiang Chuwei was just too good-natured, so good that she forgot her own identity.
"Chunqin, slap yourself!"
"Slap!" Before the words were even finished, Chunqin slapped him without hesitation.
"Oh dear, you shameless hussy, how dare you hit me! I'll beat you to death!" Granny Wu said, and was about to strike Chunqin.
She was the old lady's dowry maid, and no one in the Marquis's mansion dared to disrespect her.
Chunqin grabbed his hand and twisted it backward: "Move again and I'll cripple you!"
The young mistress has spoken; she'll beat even the Heavenly King himself.
Granny Wu howled like a pig being slaughtered: "This is outrageous! This old servant is the old lady's person, young mistress, you are slapping the old lady in the face!"
"You, a mere servant, dare to criticize me, the wife of the heir apparent, for being unfilial? Who gave you the audacity!" A sharp glint flashed in Jiang Chuwei's eyes.
Granny Wu was so frightened that she immediately shut her mouth.
The young mistress seems like a completely different person.
In the past, the young mistress had been very gentle with her.
She also took advantage of being someone close to the old lady and often gave the young mistress a hard time.
"Get out! Tell the old lady that I'm not well enough to pay my respects," Jiang Chuwei said impatiently.
Chunqin then let go and pushed her to the ground. Granny Wu ran away screaming and urinating in terror.
"Pah! You're giving her too much credit."
Qiu Shu: "Don't cause trouble for the young mistress!"
"It's alright, you don't need to care about anyone in this mansion from now on."
Chunqin and Xiaqi have always been forthright and generous.
Because of themselves, they lived an extremely stifling life in this mansion.
To put it bluntly, the reason why Granny Wu treated her this way was ultimately because the old lady didn't take her seriously.
Come to think of it, this old lady is truly an ungrateful wretch!
For three years after marrying into the Marquis's household, Jiang Chuwei served him tirelessly, without ever taking off her clothes.
She was in a coma for more than half a month. As soon as she woke up, she didn't say a word of concern, but couldn't wait to set rules.
"Young Madam, the people in the kitchen are really bullying us!" Donghua came in carrying a food box, looking indignant.
"From now on, you can still call me Miss."
"Yes!" the four of them answered in unison.
They would do whatever the young lady ordered.
"Miss! I went to the kitchen to get the food, but the servants said it was past mealtime and all that was left was this thin porridge." Donghua opened the food box, and besides a few green vegetable leaves, there was a small half bowl of thin porridge.
Seeing these things, Jiang Chuwei thought of her past life.
During the days she was imprisoned, she was fed worse than pigs and dogs; she was given only a few grains of rice.
Jiang Chuwei stood up; "Let's go, I'll go and meet them."
The memory of hunger was still vivid in Jiang Chuwei's mind, and anger rose in her heart.
I had just stepped into the kitchen.
"Oh, young mistress, you're so precious, how could you come to my room in person! Just send someone to let me know if you need anything," Granny Wang said with a grin.
"Winter Painting, open it!"
"Are you trying to fob me off like a beggar?" Jiang Chuwei asked, looking at the obese woman in front of her.
I wonder how much oil and fat he ate to grow up to look like this.
In her past life, Jiang Chuwei only realized she was Qiao Xuerou's person after being tormented by this lackey.
Granny Wang's eyes darted around: "Young mistress, at this hour, this is really all the food the kitchen has left."
Xia Qi immediately opened each pot one by one, pointing to the lotus-shaped chicken in the steamer: "What is this?"
Pointing to the bird's nest in the stewing pot, he asked, "What's this?"
Granny Wang's face changed: "Oh dear, look at my memory! This is bird's nest stew for the old lady, and I haven't delivered it yet."
"What about these chickens, ducks, fish, and meats? Miss can't eat them either?" Xia Qi couldn't help but kick it.
That damned servant! Even if the young lady wants something good to eat, she has to watch her temper.
They're tired of living.
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