At this moment, a heart-wrenching cry was heard from the Cuiyu Pavilion. The sound was so miserable that people couldn't help but feel pity. It turned out that a maid accidentally broke a cup. But today, Yan Jiao'er happened to hear Wu Lian say that Prince Gong went straight to Huichun Pavilion as soon as he returned to the palace. She was very depressed, and this unfortunate maid happened to run into her gun. Yan Jiao'er not only slapped the maid hard, but also kicked her several times. The maid knelt on the ground in pain, crying and begging for mercy, but Yan Jiao'er showed no sign of venting her anger. Instead, she said viciously: "Bitch, this concubine will never let you go. I will definitely sell you to a human trafficker!"
Upon hearing this, the maid burst into tears, her cries seemingly penetrating the walls and echoing throughout the palace. Wu Lian could no longer bear to watch and stepped forward to persuade her, "Concubine, please calm down. Your anger will not only harm your own health, but will also make Huichun Pavilion a laughing stock for Cuiyu Pavilion! If this matter spreads throughout the palace, everyone will say that you lost your temper out of jealousy and even sold out your servants. This will not be good for your reputation. If the prince knew about it, he would definitely dislike you even more. Besides, wouldn't this give the princess a handle?"
Yan Jiao'er listened carefully and felt that what Wu Lian said did make some sense, so her anger immediately dissipated. Seeing this, Wu Lian quickly picked up a cup of tea and carefully handed it to Yan Jiao'er, saying soothingly, "Master, please don't be angry. It's not good for your health if you get angry." Then, turning to the maid still kneeling on the ground, she warned sternly, "Next time, be more careful and cautious. Don't upset the master again. The master is merciful and has forgiven you this time, but you may not be so lucky next time. Get out now!" The maid nodded repeatedly, her eyes filled with gratitude. She quickly wiped away her tears, hurriedly stood up, and hurried away.
At this moment, the other servants in the Cuiyu Pavilion were terrified, afraid to breathe a word, fearing that the slightest mistake would anger Yan Jiao'er and lead to punishment. They secretly thanked themselves for not being unlucky this time. At the same time, they couldn't help but think of life in Huichun Pavilion. It was said that the princess there was gentle, never easily angered, and was especially lenient towards the servants. Furthermore, the servants in Huichun Pavilion received significantly higher monthly wages than their own, and often received rewards from the princess. Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but have a variety of thoughts, and for a moment, their minds were a little distracted.
With Wu Lian tending to her, Yan Jiao'er slowly closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Before she fell asleep, she muttered to herself, "I must change my temper and stop being so willful. I need to build a good reputation so my cousin will like me." However, she didn't know that Prince Gong had no place for her in his heart at that moment. He seemed to have completely forgotten that he had a cousin who married into the palace. His heart and eyes were filled with only Jiang Meiyu.
The next morning, the sun shone like golden fragments, and the sky was a brilliant blue, a sapphire, without a single cloud, like a beautiful painting. After breakfast, Prince Gong and Jiang Meiyu boarded a carriage and headed for the Jiang residence. Along the way, they chatted and laughed heartily. Finally, they arrived at the Jiang residence. As they disembarked, a warm wave of family affection washed over them.
Mrs. Jiang had long known of her daughter's impending return and was incredibly excited. Seeing her daughter in person, whom she hadn't seen for nearly two months, her eyes filled with joy. She examined her daughter carefully and said distressedly, "You've lost some weight. Are you not eating well in the palace? Or are you homesick? Are you getting used to living here? Is anyone bullying you?"
Facing her mother's barrage of questions, Jiang Meiyu couldn't help but smile coquettishly. She shook her head and said, "Mom, you're asking so many questions at once. Which one should I answer first?"
Mrs. Jiang then realized that she was anxious and hurriedly explained with a smile: "Mom is just too worried about you, so I can't help asking so many questions. No matter what the question is, as long as I can know whether you are doing well!"
Jiang Meiyu felt her mother's deep love, and her heart was filled with warmth. She took Madam Jiang's hand, sat down on a chair together, and comforted her, "Don't worry, mother. Everything is fine. In the palace, I eat well, sleep well, and live a very comfortable life. The servants are also very obedient, so there's nothing for me to worry about. Most importantly, the prince treats me very well, and we get along very well."
"But the prince's new concubine..." Jiang Meiyu stretched out her jade finger and placed it on her mother's lips, saying softly: "Mother, you can rest assured. The prince doesn't like her at all. She insisted on marrying into the palace. It's okay, don't worry!"
"But having said that, she is the prince's cousin after all. Mother is afraid that you will suffer a loss," Mrs. Jiang frowned slightly and said with a worried look on her face.
"Mother, I have a smart and loyal girl like Keqing by my side, and I have also supported some loyal and smart servants in the palace. You don't have to worry." Jiang Meiyu said in a firm tone, and her eyes revealed confidence and determination.
After hearing what her daughter said, Mrs. Jiang's worries were slightly relieved, but she still looked at Jiang Meiyu with some concern, hoping that she could protect herself.
Seeing that her mother's expression had eased a little, Jiang Meiyu continued to ask, "Mom, what has my sister been doing recently?" Her voice was soft, with a hint of curiosity and concern.
"She didn't do anything. She still didn't go out all day, but she would go to the temple to pray on the first and fifteenth day of every month. I heard from Lu Cao that she seemed to have found a master or something, and was studying how to cure disfigurement." Mrs. Jiang said without a doubt.
Upon hearing this news, Jiang Meiyu felt a sense of foreboding. Knowing Jiang Meilian, she knew she wasn't the type to give up easily. This disfigurement must be weighing heavily on her mind, and now she's actually seeking a disciple to learn how to treat it... There's definitely something fishy going on!
Thinking of this, Jiang Meiyu's face became solemn. She realized that Jiang Meilian was probably secretly planning a big plan to give her a fatal blow.
So, she leaned over to Ke Qing and whispered a few words. After listening, Ke Qing nodded, indicating that she understood. Then, she quickly turned and left, walking towards Jiang Meilian's yard.
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