Especially after Murong Yan was favored by the master, her status in the Marshal's Mansion also soared significantly. Now, she can definitely be called the Marshal's Mansion's well-deserved head maid, with a high status. Unfortunately, now a princess fiancée suddenly appeared out of nowhere, which made her feel very entangled and unhappy.
"Princess? So what if she's a princess? Even if the Queen comes, if I don't like her, she can only squat in the corner and draw circles.
I've already given her enough respect by saying I'm not feeling well and won't be eating. If she still doesn't appreciate my kindness, then she's asking for trouble. Does she really think she's a princess and that's all she needs?"
Looking at the frustrated maid beside her, Murong Yan comforted her: "Qinglian, you followed me after being chosen by the daughter of a wealthy family. You know what methods I have. Don't worry, as long as you follow me obediently, I will not let you suffer any loss."
Qinglian's eyes lit up, and she immediately kowtowed, saying, "Thank you, Miss Qinglian, for your appreciation. I will be devoted to you forever and will never have second thoughts."
"Yeah. Well, clear the table. Someone's coming."
"yes."
After Qinglian cleared away the fruits and pastries that Murong Yan had eaten, as well as the parts and other things she had drawn, on the table, Wanyan Yuewu brought Murong Meng in.
"Princess Yuewu has arrived—"
Wanyan Yuewu's personal maid, or rather her dowry maid, started yelling at the top of her lungs when her master walked to the door of Yanyu Pavilion.
But after yelling for a while, not even a servant came to pay his respects, let alone the master.
"Princess sister-in-law, how is it? Am I right? This Murong Yan doesn't take you seriously at all."
"It turns out that you only care about the princess in your eyes but not in your heart!"
A sinister, cold voice rang out from behind them, frightening Wanyan Yuewu, who had no martial arts skills, so much so that she screamed "Ah!" Even Murong Meng, who was born a killer, felt a jolt in his heart.
Before Murong Meng could recover from her shock, Murong Yan had already come to her side and said with a smile, "Third sister, you still can't stop talking bad about others behind their backs. It seems you need a lesson. Come on, slap them in the face!"
"yes."
“Snap—”
Murong Meng had just woken up from her dream when Murong Yan's personal maids Qinglian and Bailian each slapped Murong Meng on the cheek.
"You... who are you? How dare you hit me?" Murong Meng stared at Murong Yan with her eyes wide open. As both were killers, they had the same status and position. Normally, she thought this woman was very fierce and always gave in to her. However, she never knew that her blind tolerance would result in a slap in the face.
"Who the hell are you? How dare you secretly sow discord between me and Princess Yuewu? Qinglian, go get the master and tell him that there's a traitor in the Marshal's Mansion who's trying to sow discord between me and the princess."
"yes."
Murong Yan gave Murong Meng a sinister smile and said, "Third sister, when Daddy comes later, what should we do with a woman like you who has been kept in the mansion, unable to marry, not working, eating for free, and even likes to stir up trouble within the family?"
When Murong Meng heard this, his face turned pale instantly, and in the end he could only look at Wanyan Yuewu helplessly.
"Second sister, it doesn't seem right for you to treat third sister like this, does it?"
Wanyan Yuewu tidied up her appearance, looking elegant and graceful.
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