Although she had been disturbed by Xu Ke once, Jiang Pengji's sleep quality had always been excellent. The sky had just turned bright. When the rooster crowed for the first time, Jiang Pengji woke up on time due to the call of her biological clock. The footsteps of the maids gradually sounded outside the bedroom.
With the help of the maids, Jiang Pengji washed her face with warm water to wash away the sleepiness on her face. She became energetic.
After washing up, the maids served the food on the table.
Not to mention the taste of the breakfast, at least it looked good. It was arranged delicately and beautifully like a work of art. One would have an appetite just by looking at it.
However, that morning was not so peaceful. Something disgusting had just happened.
Just as Jiang Pengji started the streaming on time and was halfway through her breakfast, Taxue came over to report that her stepsister wanted to see her again.
"Tsk, that dowry list can't even seal her mouth."
Jiang Pengji clicked her tongue in displeasure. Her tone was full of sarcasm. She did not hide her malice towards her stepsister.
"Let her in. She came to look for me before finishing her breakfast. She must be hungry. She's a delicate, noble girl. How can she endure the pain of hunger? If outsiders were to see it, who knows what they would say about this brother of mine, saying that he treated her unfairly. "
Taxue smiled and echoed, "Langjun treats his servants so gently. Why would he treat his stepsister harshly? I'll call the second niangzi now. "
Jiang Pengji did not comment. Her expression was still indifferent.
Not long after, Jiang Pengji and the audience in the streaming room clearly heard a series of heavy footsteps full of anger approaching.
With a swoosh, the hall door was opened. A gust of cold wind rushed in impatiently.
"Brother Xi, what do you mean by this?"
Her stepsister sat directly in front of Jiang Pengji. Her eyes were wide open in anger. Her childish face looked a little more ferocious because of her anger.
The streaming camera mischievously gave a close-up of her stepsister's face. Her dark nostrils opened and closed, and her heavy breathing was rapid.
Many of the audience were shocked. They suddenly felt that the streamer's stepsister was not cute anymore.
Jiang Pengji glanced at the bullet screen on the virtual screen. There were many comments like, "Scared the baby to death," "His nostrils are so big," and "A sudden close-up shot scared the baby so much that his sleepiness flew away." She saw them, but the corners of her lips did not curl up. She just lifted her eyelids lazily.
"Sister, what do you mean?" Jiang Pengji coldly stared into his eyes and asked word by word, "It's early in the morning and you didn't even tidy up your makeup. You came here without makeup to disturb your brother. Is this the self-restraint that a woman of the Liu family should have?"
His step-sister was choked by these words. Her heated brain cleared up a little, but her expression was still that of anger.
"I should be the one asking Brother Xi …" His stepsister twisted her handkerchief with hatred. Her eyes were bloodshot, and she said with a sorrowful expression, "I've finally married into the royal family. It's fine if Brother Xi doesn't think of a way to help me, but why are you deliberately making things difficult for me?"
These words were very harsh!
Which of the viewers in the live streaming room were not veterans who had read countless books on palace and house fights?
A little daughter of a mistress talking to her brother like that was obviously asking for a beating.
Sannian Bubao: "That's too much. I originally thought this loli was very cute, but now I see that she has the potential to be a vicious woman. How did the streamer do her wrong? How dare she point at her nose and criticize her like that? Who does she think she is? "
Niangkou Sansan: "Actually, she's not wrong. The streamer does have bad intentions. But from the looks of it, all the streamer's arrangements are for her own good. Others can't find fault with her at all. I remember that in ancient times, the status of a mistress's daughter was very low. Not to mention sending her off with a dowry of ten miles, it was already good enough that she was not sent off for a political marriage to seek benefits … Sigh, she married a prince and gave him so much dowry, but she was still criticized. "
Koujiao Shouzhaomian: "Don't quarrel first. Listen to her reason."
Jiang Pengji agreed with the viewer's opinion very much. She asked her step-sister coldly.
"Deliberately making things difficult for me? Do you mean that the dowry is not rich enough, or that the husband's family is not prominent enough, or that the wedding dress is not exquisite and perfect enough? " Jiang Pengji made her step-sister swallow her words with a few words. She immediately sneered, "Remember your identity. A mistress's daughter of the Liu residence is not that valuable."
Her step-sister's face instantly turned pale. The handkerchief in her hand made a tearing sound and broke into two pieces.
She took a deep breath and calmed herself down.
She was not married yet. Indeed, she should not fall out with her brother. But when she thought of the news she had just learned, she suddenly felt wronged.
She bit her lower lip and said sadly, "Brother Xi, you should know that once you enter the palace, you are as deep as the sea. Most of the women in the world are pitiful. Why do you still want to poke at me? I know that father and Brother Xi are my reliance in the royal family. But if I want to have a firm foothold, children and the prince's love are indispensable … If I can be the first to give birth to a royal grandson, won't Brother Xi be honored too? "
"And then?"
Jiang Pengji listened patiently for a long time, but the other party was still dawdling and could not get to the point. This made Jiang Pengji very unhappy.
However, the viewers in the streaming room reacted and reminded Jiang Pengji.
Kouzaijiao Chifan: "Damn, I understand. Is she complaining about the bride that the streamer arranged for her?"
When the bullet screen was posted, many viewers came back to their senses.
They could not help but think of Huijun, who had a beauty that could captivate even the birds and beasts.
If that was the case, they could understand.
Any legal wife would feel uneasy if they had such a stunning woman in their dowry.
Who knew if the groom's soul would be taken away by the bride on the wedding night, leaving the proper bride alone in the room?
For women in ancient times, it was not an honorable thing to "return the bride intact."
As expected, the step-daughter mentioned Huijun.
"If Brother Xi is really doing this for my own good, why did you arrange for that vixen called Huijun?"
Jiang Pengji asked in return, "If you didn't prepare such a beautiful woman, would you have arranged for a woman with no face to be your dowry? Sister, I don't want to nag you, but you are only 12 years old. I know Wuma Jun well. He would rather not eat meat for three days than to go without a woman for one day. How can you fight for favor with such a man and establish yourself in the backyard? Father specially selected Huijun and carefully prepared her. Before you reach the age of 15, she can totally win over Wuma Jun. When you really grow up, can Huijun still monopolize your husband's favor and not return it? "
Her step-sister's expression was like a broken palette. There were all kinds of colors. It was truly a riot of colors.
Seeing this, Jiang Pengji added another stab. "Father wrote to you before and asked me to tell you that a woman's body is delicate. Childbirth is too damaging to the foundation. I am still young, so there is no hurry to pass on the heirs. It is not too late to consider it when you are 17 or 18. "
Her step-sister's face darkened when she heard this.
She understood that there was no turning back for Huijun.
What was more disgusting was that she could not be chased away or even treated harshly.
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