Mu Run's heart sank, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.
This manager in blue definitely knows something!
...
Mu Run learned from the maid Xiang Zhu that the original owner's name was Su Xiao, and she was a maid who accompanied the princess in her dowry.
Princess Consort's real name is Yan Yuemei, the third daughter of the Minister of Revenue. She married the Third Prince, Prince Sheng, this April. Initially, she was very favored and could be said to be pampered by Prince Sheng.
However, Lady Yan, relying on her favored status, dismissed all the women that Prince Sheng kept in his backyard, which displeased Prince Sheng, who had not been able to rest at Hanzhang Garden for quite some time.
As Madam Yan changed out of her fine clothes, Mu Run stood by her side the whole time without offering to serve her.
Xiangzhu pulled her out of the inner room, "Come with me to the storeroom."
"Oh," Mu Run replied.
"With your amnesia, you've become a saw-off gourd; if I don't talk to you, you won't utter a single word."
Mu Run gave an awkward laugh. "What did you say?"
Xiangzhu: "Forget it, it's better to say less, so as not to make mistakes. As servants, we should listen more and speak less, and be careful with our words and actions."
Mu Run nodded.
Xiangzhu took a box from the storeroom and then returned to Hanzhang Garden.
At this moment, Madam Yan had changed into an elegant set of casual clothes.
He glanced at Mu Run and asked, "Xiao Su, how old are you this year?"
Yan's voice was exceptionally indifferent. She lifted her almond-shaped eyelids and coldly looked down at Mu Run's small and delicate face, which was free of any makeup.
Thinking about the information Xiangzhu had given her about Su Xiao, Mu Run replied, "Sixteen years old."
"Do you have someone you love?" Madam Yan picked up her teacup and took a small sip.
Mu Run: "No."
Madam Yan looked into her eyes and, seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, then looked at the other maids. Everyone else had their heads down, and none dared to utter a sound.
"Xiangzhu, who was the steward who came to convey the Master's decree last time?"
Xiangzhu bowed her head and replied, "Your Majesty, his name is Shi Xuan, and he was personally promoted by the Prince."
"Shi Xuan?" Madam Yan looked at Mu Run's face. "There's no time like the present. Let Xiao Su marry him today."
Suddenly, the room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop; everyone was shocked.
"This is your slave contract." Madam Yan threw a piece of paper from the table onto the ground. "If you marry into the family today, I will release you from your slave status."
The other maids' eyes flashed with envy; clearly, this piece of paper was very tempting.
"Thank you, Your Highness." Mu Run picked up the slave contract and put it into her sleeve.
Madam Yan then opened the box that Xiangzhu had taken from the storeroom. Inside was a stack of silver notes. She took out the top note, which was worth two hundred taels of silver, and threw it on the ground. "Take this two hundred taels of silver and use it to buy some things you like. Consider it your dowry."
Money isn't everything, but you can't do without it. Mu Run picked up the silver note. "Thank you, Your Highness."
"Step back." Madam Yan closed her eyes, looking as if she didn't want to see her anymore.
Mu Run was quite sensible and immediately took the silver notes and his indenture and left.
After she went out, Xiangzhu chased after her from inside.
"Wait a minute."
"Xiangzhu? Does Your Majesty have any further instructions?"
"No, no, I'll see you off."
"Thanks." It just so happened that she didn't know where Xiao Su lived.
Xiangzhu took her back to the servants' quarters and helped her pack her things.
The head maid of the manor delivered a set of red wedding dresses, a must-have for brides, to Mu Run.
Xiangzhu touched the fabric of her wedding dress; it was the cheapest possible parchment, and the workmanship was poor—probably not the cheapest wedding dress available in the market.
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