The old Emperor had even prepared a few clever palace maids for her in Zhang Ning Palace. All of them had delicate features and were not inferior to Xing 'er. This made Shuxiu feel very sad and felt that she was ugly. She knew her mistress's character well. She was a person who judged people by their appearance.
"The palace maids and big sisters are so beautiful. I didn't think that there would be a day when ben gong would be able to embrace one in each arm and enjoy the blessings of two wives." Hua Rong praised her from the bottom of his heart. He had a wretched expression on his face as if he was an old foppish man trying to snatch a girl away from him. Shuxiu couldn't bear to look at him. It was really shameful to have such a lady!
When the maids learned that they were going to serve Jinling's most famous female playboy, they were both happy and worried. They were worried that they wouldn't be able to get promoted in the future. They were happy that the princess would be seventeen this year. When she got married, they could follow her out of the palace.
However, they had heard that this princess was very amiable and righteous. Seeing her today, she was actually very funny. Immediately, the palace maids laughed and relaxed a lot. They all bowed and saluted, "Your servant greets Your Highness."
"Beautiful people don't need to bow. Stand up." Hua Rong personally helped the palace maid who seemed to be the leader up and patted her hand. "This hand is slender and slender, so soft as if it has no bones. You can't use it for manual labor. It will be deformed if you do manual labor.
"I don't dare. It is my duty to serve the princess."
"Be careful." Hua Rong lectured her and scanned the people in her palace one by one. He found an old palace maid at the end of the line. She looked to be in her sixties. Her hair was silver and her eyes were cloudy. She was sleepy when she saw her new master.
Huarong had seen her a long time ago. An old woman standing in a group of beautiful girls was too eye-catching. It was hard not to notice her.
After flirting with the beautiful maids, Huarong came to the old woman and said with disdain, "Is this old woman also from my palace?"
"Your Highness, she is Jiang Mama. She used to live alone in Yongchun Palace. Now that Yongchun Palace has been changed to Zhang Ning Palace, she has nowhere to go. If you don't want her, please ask Concubine Xian to give her a place to live," the leader of the maids said.
Huarong nodded. His expression didn't change, but his heart was racing. Jiang Mama? Lady Jiang? A palace slave living alone in the Yongchun Palace? He had a very powerful background.
"This princess is outstanding in virtue, intelligence, physique, beauty, and labor. My respect for the elderly and love for the young is also a benchmark for humans. How can you chase me away? Take good care of her in the future. As the saying goes, having an old woman at home is like having a treasure. Jiang Mama will be the treasure of our Zhang Ning Palace from now on. Don't neglect her. Do you remember? "Huarong's face didn't turn red, his heart didn't beat fast.
Shuxiu did not dare to look and turned her head away. As the young miss grew older, her narcissism became more and more shameless.
The palace maids felt that the new master's speech was funny, and her expression was warm. They all relaxed and smiled, "Yes, we will remember."
"Jiang mama is sleepy. Help her down to sleep. This princess is also tired. Where is my sleeping chamber?" Huarong yawned again and again.
The palace maids carefully helped Jiang mama up. She really didn't wake up and bowed to Huarong. Huarong did not force her. She might feel that she stole the place of the previous master and was a little angry. This was how a loyal servant should be.
"This servant will take you there." The head palace maid bent her knees and said.
Huarong nodded and followed her to the sleeping chamber. The sleeping chamber was very big. It was not extravagant, but it was exquisite enough. Huarong went to the Phoenix Pavilion. The decoration and design of the Phoenix Pavilion could not be compared to this. It was obvious that the Imperial Concubine was favored.
The Emperor was afraid that if it was too extravagant, the courtiers would impeach the Imperial Concubine. He was afraid that if it was not luxurious enough, the Imperial Concubine would be wronged. Therefore, he could only work on the exquisiteness. It seemed that he placed her at the top of his heart. It had been more than 20 years. The palace had been unused for 20 years, but it was still so well maintained.
However, the bed was new. This made Huarong feel relieved. Although she was not afraid of ghosts, she would not be able to sleep in someone else's bed. Lying on the soft bed, she thought about what had happened in the past few days. Unknowingly, she fell asleep.
She slept soundly, but there were people in the palace who could not sleep well. Consort Xian broke countless porcelain vases and threw a tantrum in the Morning Floating Palace. "This consort has done everything and only obtained a ten-thousandth of that slut's favor. Why can a lowly merchant's daughter live in the Yongchun Palace? Why! "She was so angry that her entire face was distorted.
"Your Highness, please be angry. She's just a princess with a different surname. She's already 17 this year. What can she do? If Your Highness doesn't like her, you can just find a reason to let her get married. "
"Marriage? Don't forget, this consort also has a princess! If the Emperor is unhappy, he can take this consort's daughter for marriage. Do you think he loves this consort that much? He just loves this consort's face! "
"Your Highness, other people don't have this face."
"That's right." Consort Xian laughed at herself as tears fell. "We have the same face, but the Emperor loves her to the bone. And this consort has to happily be her substitute! I can't not be obedient and can't have my own appearance. These clothes are so plain that they look like mourning clothes. This consort hates them! "As she spoke, she frantically pulled at the clothes on her body." It's been 20 years! This consort has had enough! "
"Your Highness, you can't, you can't. This was given by the Emperor. He likes you wearing this set of clothes."
Consort Xian stopped and sat on the ground dispiritedly. "Now, I can only hope that Wuyi will become the Crown Prince soon and inherit the throne. This consort will be the Empress Dowager! When this consort becomes the Empress Dowager, this consort will definitely burn that slut's bones and scatter her ashes! "Her eyes were as vicious as a malicious spirit's, ferocious and terrifying.
"Your Highness, don't worry. Most of the courtiers in the court are already led by our Ninth Prince. It's only a matter of time before he inherits the throne."
The next day, Huarong woke up early. The head palace maid bowed and said, "Your Highness, someone from Chenfu Palace has come to invite you over. Consort Xian is in charge of the Six Palaces. You should go and greet her."
Huarong allowed Shuxiu to wash and brush his body. He lazily yawned and said, "She's not the Empress, and this consort is not a concubine. What's the point of greeting a concubine? This consort has never seen a proper son or daughter greet a concubine. "
"Princess …"
"That's enough," Huarong impatiently interrupted her. "She's just a concubine. What can she do? This consort will wait until there's an official consort. This consort will go to Chenfu Palace. "
The head palace maid still wanted to say something, but Shuxiu coldly glanced at her. "Sister Du Juan, you have to remember that your mistress is the Princess of Minhui that was conferred by the Emperor. She's not Consort Xian!"
Yesterday, Du Juan thought that Huarong was easy to talk to. She didn't expect that in just one night, this person would change completely. If she didn't take Consort Xian seriously, how could they have a good life? She could leave the palace, but what about them?
"What? Are you afraid that Consort Xian will make things difficult for you? " Huarong's voice was cold and full of momentum. Du Juan looked up and found that she had already cleaned up and was sitting on the main seat with a cold expression. She was so scared that she trembled and fell to her knees. She lowered her head and didn't dare to speak.
"If anyone is afraid of trouble, you can leave now. This consort won't bow and scrape to a concubine like you all." Huarong dropped these words and directly left the palace with Shuxiu.
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