Madam Lu rolled her eyes several times and said in a cold and displeased voice:
"How can that be possible? Concubine Li instructed me to personally demonstrate it to the three children. If I give it to you, it would be a waste of Concubine Li's kindness."
Ah Gang still refused with a smile:
"The three children are in class now. The teacher won't let them out, and you can't wait here, right? Leave them to me. I'll tell them it was Empress Li's gift."
"That won't work either."
Nanny Lu blinked her sinister eyes a few times again and was about to force her way into the yard. A Gang quickly winked at the two guards beside him, and the two men stood in front of Nanny Lu like two mountains.
Seeing this scene, Madam Lu immediately raised her voice in displeasure and said angrily:
"What's going on? Are you guys from Prince Yu's Mansion going to hit me? I'm here to give you a gift, not to cause trouble. You guys from Prince Yu's Mansion are so rude."
As soon as she finished speaking, Leng Ming came over with a folding fan in his hand, waving it as he stood in front of her.
"Oh, isn't this Madam Lu? You usually stay in Li Garden, so how come you have time to come to Prince Yu's Mansion today?"
When Aunt Lu saw Leng Ming, she bowed nervously.
"This old servant pays his respects to Prince Ming. Imperial Concubine Li has ordered this old servant to send some good things to the three children. However, the people in Prince Yu's mansion are so rude. They even come up and hit people."
Seeing that she was talking nonsense, Ah Gang quickly rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to explain.
"Madame Lu, right? You can't talk nonsense. We didn't attack. You were the one who forced your way in. Our Yu Palace has its own rules. No one is allowed to enter without the permission of the Prince and Princess. You've been acting by the master's side all year round, don't you understand this?"
"you……"
Aunt Lu was so angry that her face turned pale as she looked at Ah Gang. Leng Ming suppressed a smile and waved his fan and said:
"Since they have their own rules, Madam Lu, don't force it. How about this? Just give the things to me and I'll take them in. Are you still worried?"
Leng Ming's words instantly gave Lu Ma a handle. She lowered her head and said:
"So it's not that Prince Yu's Mansion has rules, but they have rules for servants like me. Please forgive my ignorance and inability to know what's good for me. I'll have to trouble Prince Ming now."
After saying this, she rolled her eyes and waved her hand, "Let's go. The threshold of Prince Yu's Mansion is high. We servants can't get in. What are we doing standing here?"
After leaving these sour words, she turned around and walked out of the gate of Prince Yu's Mansion with the palace maids around her.
Looking at her back, A Gang pointed at her impatiently.
"As expected of someone close to Concubine Li, she speaks so arrogantly."
Leng Mingze frowned calmly, then asked:
"Is Fourth Sister-in-law here?"
"He's not here. He was called away by someone from the palace."
Leng Ming looked at the ordinary items sent by Concubine Li, shook his head helplessly, and walked towards the inner courtyard of the palace while waving the fan in his hand.
Apart from the people in Prince Yu's Mansion, he is the only one who can come and go freely, because there are two people from Chu hiding in Prince Yu's Mansion.
Because of this, Sina has been throwing a tantrum these days, and Xiaoling is trying to persuade her.
"Nana, you can go out after this matter has calmed down. Just be patient for now."
Sina looked at the half-finished embroidery in her hand, threw it on the table angrily, turned her face away and sighed:
"Life like this is suffocating. Three children have to go to school during the day, and we're the only two sitting here, eating and sleeping. Life like this is no different from pigs. We might as well die."
"Who wants to die?"
Leng Ming, who had just walked in, happened to hear her words. He strode up to Xina and Xiaoling, blinking and smiling, and asked:
"Thinking about dying before you even get married? That's inappropriate!"
Xena rolled her eyes at him in annoyance and turned her face away.
She couldn't say how much she hated Leng Ming, but she didn't like him at all. She even didn't want to see him. He hadn't been to Prince Yu's Mansion for several days.
Seeing that she ignored him, Leng Ming shrugged and chuckled.
"Since it's so boring, why don't I take you to do something interesting."
His words made Xiaoling couldn't help laughing. She put away the embroidery that Xina had just thrown on the table and said to Leng Ming helplessly:
"She's tired of looking at me all day. She's almost fed up with it. Maybe a quarrel between you two will interest her a little."
After saying this, Xiaoling took a basket of embroidery and walked towards the inner courtyard.
Leng Ming sat in the seat where Xiaoling had just sat, and fanned Xina with the fan in his hand.
Sina frowned and looked at him, then asked in a cold voice:
"I've only had a few days of peace and quiet, and you're out again? I'm really annoyed just seeing you."
"Hahaha!"
Leng Ming was not angry at all, but laughed out loud. "You got it the other way around, aren't you annoyed because you can't see me? Look at you, a young, unmarried girl, and you're acting like a shrew all day long. No wonder you're annoyed, I'm annoyed too."
Sina's pupils suddenly shrank, and she glared at him with disgust.
"You're the complaining woman. I just had no choice. When I get the chance in the future, I will definitely travel all over the country..."
She half closed her eyes, imagining the scenery outside, and couldn't help grinning.
Leng Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at her. This little girl, he had been racking his brains at home for several days but couldn't think of any way to take revenge on her. He really didn't expect that she would come up with an idea just after arriving at Prince Yu's Mansion.
So, he raised his eyebrows, waved his fan, and said to himself:
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