On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

The old woman didn't dare to hide it anymore.

He quickly bowed and said, "My Lord, Princess, Madam is teaching Chunchao a lesson."

Yan Ruyu remembered that Chunchao was the daughter of a manager on the farm. She had met the eldest lady once, and the eldest lady thought she was smart and clever, so she kept her by her side as a first-class maid.

The spring tide didn't last long, but she heard the eldest lady praise her many times and gave her a lot of rewards.

"Why are you teaching Chunchao a lesson?"

The eldest lady rarely gets angry, and that is especially true for the maid she likes. Could it be that she only knows the surface of a person? What kind of true nature has this maid revealed?

The old woman was a little embarrassed to speak, so she lowered her head and said, "Princess, Chunchao likes to be with the nephew who manages the front yard..."

Yan Ruyu vaguely guessed that perhaps the young man was unable to control himself at first sight and his behavior went a little too far, which was known or seen by the eldest lady.

Unexpectedly, the old woman changed the subject: "The man's wife complained to the madam, threatening to die. The madam came to Chunchao to question her, but she still said she would not marry anyone else."

Yan Ruyu was startled: "The manager's nephew has already married?"

"Yes," the old woman nodded, her expression was hard to describe, "and she was quite fierce, saying that she would never allow him to take a concubine."

Yan Ruyu could not comment. The thoughts of people in this period were fundamentally different from hers. Besides, matters of the heart are difficult to comment on.

"Go and see."

Before entering the eldest lady's yard, I heard a woman crying.

"Madam, you want me to make the decision!"

"I married him when I was fifteen, and for twelve years, I gave birth to a son and a daughter for him. When he married me, he promised not to take concubines or mistresses, but now he treats me like this."

It seems that this is the wife.

Yan Ruyu said to Huo Changhe, "Your Majesty, please stop here. It is not convenient for you to interfere in this matter. Just listen here."

Huo Changhe thought about it and decided that it was okay. His mother must be very angry at this moment, so it would be better not to ask for herself to be scolded.

When Yan Ruyu entered the courtyard, the eldest lady was sitting in the corridor with a gloomy face, obviously she was very angry.

There were three people kneeling in the yard, two women and one man.

Chunchao is on the left, a little to the right of the middle is a man, and on the right is the woman who just spoke.

When the eldest lady saw her coming, her expression softened a lot.

"Why are you here?" the eldest lady asked softly, "Don't let these things bother you."

Yan Ruyu smiled and sat down aside: "No, I will learn how to manage the household from my mother."

As she spoke, she looked towards Harutao.

She was about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a green dress, with a round face and tender cheeks, and she was truly full of spring vitality.

The man seemed to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a fair and clean face. He was wearing a blue cloth gown and did not look ugly.

Yan Ruyu had no impression of him, but judging from the clothes he was wearing, he should not be an ordinary servant.

There were two managers in the front yard of the palace. One was one of their own, a fellow clansman who had been exiled with them, and the other was introduced by Madam Sima.

They are all people who know me well and are loyal and reliable.

This man is the nephew of the manager introduced by Old Madam Sima.

My wife's face was red, with traces of tears on it. She was pretty, and we were a good match. Her fingers were clean and had no calluses, so I guess she lived a good life.

Yan Ruyu didn't ask any questions immediately, but just watched quietly from the side.

After his wife finished crying, the man's face showed complicated expressions.

He felt a little guilty and a little irritated, as if he was suppressing his impatience.

Chunchao stared at the front of his knees, his eyes dull, as if his mind was empty.

Maybe someone discovered him, came to his house, and reported him to the first lady, so he was a little confused.

The eldest lady asked, "Accountant Zhao, what do you say?"

It turned out that the man's surname was Zhao, and he was in charge of accounting affairs.

Accountant Zhao raised his head and pursed his lips, as if he had a lot to say.

Yan Ruyu thought to herself, this man is a scholar, and she wondered what shocking remarks he would make.

"Madam, I cannot divorce you."

The eldest lady frowned and said, "No one asked you to divorce your wife. They asked you what your plans are."

"Madam, I want to be with Chunchao."

Madam: "..."

The fist is hard.

"Oh, do you mean to take a concubine, or something?"

Without waiting for Accountant Zhao to answer, his wife rushed over crying and started hitting him.

He did not move even when he was beaten, and he kept his head down and said nothing.

Chunchao suddenly raised his head: "Madam, I want to marry him. I must marry him."

Yan Ruyu frowned slightly.

The eldest lady was so angry that she almost laughed: "You are going to marry him. He has a wife, so there must be an explanation. Now you see that his wife disagrees."

"I don't agree," Chunchao turned her head to look at the two of them, suddenly pulled out the hairpin on her head, and rushed towards the wife of Zhao the accountant.

This happened suddenly and no one expected it.

Yan Ruyu picked up the teacup beside her and threw it over.

Hit Chunchao's arm.

The hairpin in Chunchao's hand fell to the ground, but he still refused to give up. He rushed over and started fighting with Zhao the accountant's wife.

The eldest lady was so angry that her chest hurt: "Quick, pull them apart, this is disgraceful."

While they were arguing, the steward came over after hearing the news.

He was doing very well in the palace. It was not easy to find such a kind master, so he planned to work hard until he was old.

I never expected such a thing to happen. As soon as I entered the yard and saw the chaos, I rushed over and slapped my nephew twice.

"Madam, it's my fault. I didn't discipline them properly, which led to this scandal. I will take them down now and discipline them properly, and then I will apologize to you later."

He dragged accountant Zhao away.

Yan Ruyu said, "Wait."

The steward's heart skipped a beat. In the palace, the people he feared most were the prince and the princess.

Needless to say, the prince and the princess are also generous and kind, usually friendly, but at his age and having experienced a lot of hardships, he has already developed a pair of sharp eyes.

The princess is the most difficult to mess with.

"Princess, I..."

Yan Ruyu waved her hand, and the old woman separated Chunchao and Zhao the accountant's wife.

She glanced at the eldest lady, who immediately understood: "Everyone else, please leave."

Yan Ruyu stood up and went to Zhao the accountant.

"Do you want to separate from Harushio?"

"No!" he answered simply.

The steward was so angry that he wanted to hit him, but Yan Ruyu waved his hand and said, "Divorce your wife?"

Accountant Zhao's breathing quickened, his expression struggling: "...No."

Yan Ruyu looked at Chunchao again. She looked resentful and was still staring at Zhao the accountant's wife with fierce eyes.

Yan Ruyu looked away from her face and asked Zhao's wife, "Does he go home every day, or does he live in the palace?"

"He doesn't come home every day, but he still comes home more often. He hasn't come back for a few days recently, and I felt something was wrong, so I came to look for him. Who knows..."

The wife bit her lip and said angrily: "He actually hooked up with this woman!"

"Did you see it?"

"I...I saw them hugging each other from outside the window."

Seeing it with your own eyes rather than hearing it from others naturally makes it more credible.

The manager hit Zhao the accountant a few more times, and said angrily: "You, you have such a good job but you don't want to make progress, but..."