Chapter 174
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Her heart was filled with unwillingness, so she said in a wronged voice: "Wang ye, is there something that this concubine did not do well? Don't worry, this concubine will change. "
"No, you've always done well. Don't worry, Wang will compensate you." Chu Xuanchen said.
"But jiejie has never managed a household before and has no experience. Her body isn't good and she often has to go into the palace to treat the Empress Dowager. This concubine is afraid that she can't manage it all by herself and wants to help her." Nangong Rou said considerately.
Yun Ruoyue coldly interrupted, "Who says I don't know how to manage a household? Even if I haven't managed it before, can't I learn? I'm going into the palace to see the Empress Dowager, what conflict does that have with me managing a household? Also, when you were managing a household, you made a mess of the wang fu and you dare to say that you managed it well? Look at my yard, the food and clothing, which one of them can compare to a concubine like you? You're just a concubine, but your style surpasses me, the wang fei. Those who don't know would think that you are the wang fei of the wang fu and that Concubine Wang is just a concubine that can't be seen in public. "
"Jiejie, we are sisters, why are your words so unpleasant?" Nangong Rou finished speaking and used a handkerchief to cover her tears as she threw herself into Chu Xuanchen's arms.
Chu Xuanchen did not reach out to hug her. His deep eyes swept over Yun Ruoyue's room.
He had never been here before. Only now did he find that as the main courtyard of the wang fei, there was always cold wind blowing into her room. It was very cold.
The room was simply furnished and the decorations were shabby. She used to live on steamed buns, but because she saved Mo Zhu, she had a small kitchen and had good food.
He looked at the tent and clothes hanging in her room. He found that the tent was old and had holes in it. The clothes had been washed until they were white.
No wonder he always saw her only wearing one or two sets of clothes. So it was like this.
But Yurou Pavilion, the winters were warmer than the summers here. The decorations inside were magnificent and the food and clothing were luxurious. Gold and silver jewelry were everywhere and beautiful silk covered the room. There was also a charcoal brazier burning in the room. It was always warm and made people feel uncomfortable.
mark(“zhong“);
However, he also knew that Nangong Rou had just married into Prince Yu's Mansion for a month. Yun Ruoyue's situation had little to do with her.
Everything that Nangong Rou had was a reward that he had specially given to her.
And Yun Ruoyue's actions were ordered by him to Wet Nurse Zhang and the others.
She was Yun Qing's daughter, how could he let her have it easy?
It was already good enough to have simple tea and food. What else did she want?
But she didn't expect that Rou 'er, who appeared to be kind and respected Wang Fei very much, had not arranged anything for Yun Ruoyue in this month.
Coupled with the smell of spoiled rice that he smelled last time, his gaze towards Nangong Rou deepened.
Seeing Nangong Rou's pretentious appearance, Yun Ruoyue coldly said, "I am the official consort of The Emperor of Li's Mansion. If I let you manage the household and spread the news to the palace, I'm afraid it will damage Wang Ye's face. The last time you and I entered the palace, you were covered in gold and silver jewelry and wore expensive clothes. At that time, there were imperial concubines who said behind your back that you had overstepped your boundaries and wore jewelry that did not match your status. This kind of gossip made Consort Wang furious. By doing this, you are openly dragging Wang Ye down. Do you want others to accuse him of favoring his concubine and destroying his wife? Do you want to kill our entire palace? "
Who didn't know how to scare people?
Actually, Yun Ruoyue didn't hear any of the imperial concubines say that, but she could feel that some of the imperial concubines were looking at her and Nangong Rou's clothes with strange gazes.
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