Although Yinzhen hadn't seen Jiang Ranli these days, he knew her every word and action, every frown and smile. He was even more aware of how Deng Ningxue bullied Jiang Ranli in the porridge stall outside the city yesterday. Therefore, he didn't have a good face for the maid at this moment.
The maid was frightened by Yin'er's cold aura and dared not say a word, so she had to step aside.
Inner government.
Deng Ningxue, who had dressed up deliberately, stood at the door and looked forward to it. She imagined that she would see Yinzhen soon, and her eyes were filled with joy.
"Go get a bronze mirror," Deng Ningxue instructed the maid behind her.
The maid quickly brought the bronze mirror. Deng Ningxue looked at the figure inside, who was dressed beautifully, had an exquisite bun, but had red and swollen cheeks, and smiled with satisfaction.
After she returned home, she took a bath, changed her clothes, re-combed her hair, and even put on makeup again, but she did not do anything to her injured cheek. In order to make her cheek look more shocking, she even slapped herself again.
All she did was to see Yinzhen and then tell him how cruel and evil Jiang Ranli was.
If Jiu Ye saw me like this and knew how hateful that woman who had given birth to a child was, he would definitely feel pity for me and hate that woman.
Deng Ningxue was just thinking when she heard footsteps outside. She hurriedly threw the bronze mirror to the maid beside her, turned back to her room and acted heartbroken.
"Miss, I'm back."
The maid who went to invite Yinzhen came in and looked at Deng Ningxue nervously.
Deng Ningxue raised her head slowly upon hearing this, pretending to be heartbroken. However, the expected person did not show up. Only a maid stood at the door, looking at her tremblingly.
Deng Ningxue frowned, and the sadness on her face disappeared immediately. She stood up and walked quickly to the door, looking out in despair, but still did not see the man.
"Why are you here alone? Where is Master Jiu?"
"To answer Miss, the Ninth Master and the Tenth Master said they were in a hurry to see the Master and Lady Anjia, so they didn't come." The maid didn't dare to directly tell Deng Ningxue what Yinzhen and the Tenth Prince said, so she processed and polished it herself.
Hearing this answer, Deng Ningxue frowned. She didn't want to hear anyone talk about Jiang Ranli, and even less did she want to hear anyone talk about Anjia Oren.
She had always thought that Jiang Ranli's status was as lowly as dust and mud, but compared to her, it turned out that the one with a lowly status was her, Deng Ningxue.
Anjia Oron was from the upper three banners among the Eight Banners of Manchuria and Mongolia, and was a general of the second rank. Although her official rank was only one level higher than Deng Weimin, the entire family behind Anjia Oron were officials in the court, each holding military power and serving in various parties. In contrast, her father Deng Weimin and her family were nothing and had nothing.
Thinking of this, Deng Ningxue's nails dug into her flesh. She hated it so much. Why did Jiang Ranli have such a status, such a family, and such a father? How could she, Deng Ningxue, be inferior to her?
Seeing Deng Ningxue's ferocious expression, the maid was startled. After thinking for a while, she hurriedly said, "Miss, Lord Anjia's daughter is Jiu Ye's concubine. Now she has been ordered by the emperor to come here to provide relief to the victims. That's why Jiu Ye is so anxious to see him. Miss, you..."
The maid paused as she spoke, her face showing nervousness and fear. She looked at Deng Ningxue, whose eyes were filled with fierceness and shock, and could not utter another word.
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