Maid, Little Lucky Wife

Since Shen Menglian's death, the third prince's concubine can be said to be the only one in the family, and no woman in the back house can rule over him.

The third prince no longer flirted with women, and only occasionally went to sit in the third prince's concubine's yard.

Although she is not the only favorite of the family, the woman in the back house is also in name only.

Since the third prince was grounded, there has been a lot of calm.

That's it. There are many rumors outside that the third prince has turned around and wants to work hard and live a good life.

On this day, the third prince's concubine came to the door of the study, holding a bowl of lotus seed soup in her hand.

The guard at the door stopped the person, "Princess, your Excellency has something to discuss, no one is allowed to enter!"

The guard's face was full of respect, and his attitude could not be faulted at all.

If things were going well in the past, the recent third prince's concubine would be arrogant and arrogant, and would not take anyone seriously at all.

What a joke, are there any places you can’t go to in your own home?

The third prince's concubine looked gloomy, and a maid stepped forward and slapped her hard.

The guard's face remained motionless, but his steps did not move.

"Be brave. The princess can go wherever she wants. The master also agrees. How dare anyone stop you, a little bodyguard?"

The maid pinched her waist, pointed at the guard's nose and scolded him.

A hint of murderous intent flashed across the expressionless face of the guard, and he stopped in front of everyone. He couldn't vent his anger on a little maid, but he could do something secretly.

These little maids rely on the power of the third prince and concubine, and usually look down on them and the guards.

They are also a bunch of ignorant people. They are secret guards. Are they the same as ordinary guards?

The guard raised his head and glanced at the maid, remembering her appearance. Madam, they didn't dare. How could a little maid handle it?

He lowered his head again, suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, and spoke in a calm voice.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. Your Majesty didn't say anything. I really can't let you pass."

The third prince's concubine was completely dissatisfied, her anger rising to the sky, "I am about to go in? Who dares to stop me?"

With that said, he took advantage of his identity and rushed forward. The guards did not dare to stop him, so he had to let people rush over.

The third prince's concubine came to the door of the study, her face changing like a palette, turning into a gentle and watery look.

She shouted delicately, "Husband, are you in there? The guard is too ignorant and won't let me in."

There was silence.

"Snapped!"

The sound of a teacup being slammed against the door inside made the third prince and concubine step back in shock, with a look of horror on her face.

"Go away, didn't I tell you not to let anyone in? Are you taking my words as fart?"

His voice was a bit higher than usual, and he could tell he was very angry.

The Third Princess moved for a moment, her eyes were slightly red, her body was trembling slightly in the breeze, and the sight around her made her feel like she was sitting on a pincushion.

As if everyone was laughing at her, she clenched her hands and dug her long nails into her palms.

My heart was full of grievances, and tears fell unconsciously.

She complained in her heart that her husband didn't give her any face. She wanted to have an attack but was afraid of delaying her husband's business, so she had no choice but to say it aggrievedly.

"The husband is busy first, and I will come back later!"

After speaking, she didn't wait for the third prince's reply and left quickly. She was afraid of losing face. If her husband said something unpleasant, she would be even more embarrassed.

The third prince in the room did not have much displeasure on his face, but looked expressionless.

The person opposite sneered, "The third prince and his wife have a good relationship!"

The person who spoke was none other than the Fourth Prince Zhao, holding a teacup and shaking it gently.

He stared at the tea leaves in the cup, wondering what he was thinking.

There was a hint of anger on the third prince's face, and he felt displeased with the third prince's concubine.

"Women in the inner house always look at their husbands' faces, so they will naturally try to please him!"

The third prince said expressionlessly and did not pick up the blame from the fourth prince Zhao.

The Fourth Prince Zhao looked bored, "Let's get down to business. I heard that you haven't been having a good time lately?"

"If we cooperate, we will not cooperate with anyone who is too weak. The third prince should think carefully."

Satisfied when he saw the person's face twisted, he pursed his lips and chuckled, he suddenly felt bored. The person in front of him was not as good as the father and son he saw today.

By the way, their surname is Mo, they are really a pair of smart people.

If it weren't for his different stance, he would really like to have a deep relationship with the person.

"Don't worry, Fourth Prince Zhao, this is only temporary. I will definitely be reused again!"

The third prince said affirmatively, feeling confident in himself.

The fourth prince Zhao shrugged indifferently and continued to drink tea.

The third prince hesitated for a long time, "Fourth prince Zhao, I wonder if you have a kind of medicine, chronic, slowly grinding people's minds, food medicine?"

Coming, Prince Zhao's smile deepened, like a fox waiting for prey.

I came here this time, partly because I was really dissatisfied with the progress of the third prince, and partly because I was waiting for such an opportunity to take advantage of the third prince.

Don’t the third prince understand? Of course he understands, but he has to do it.

The two talked until early in the morning, and both of them returned home satisfied.

After sending the person away overnight, the third prince couldn't help but smile, cold and thin.

You are the one who forced me to do so. How about you obediently appoint me as your heir apparent? My father is so old and still clinging to power so much, why didn't he abdicate earlier?

Yes, you forced me to do so.

After some mental construction, the guilt disappeared, and all that was left was a wild smile.

No one would have thought that the dignified third prince would collude with foreign countries to murder his father.

After Shen Menglian's death, he had had dreams for several days. In the dream, he was sitting on a dragon throne, and his brothers knelt in front of him one by one unwillingly, and were finally killed by his hands.

And who is his queen? It seems to be Shen Menglian.

He believed that he was the chosen one, which was a foreboding dream.

Thinking of Shen Menglian, he felt a twinge of dismay in his heart. She almost implicated him by using poppy.

After living and eating together for so long, he was extremely afraid of what might happen if Shen Menglian planted poppies in his food...

Thinking of this possibility, the third prince shuddered, and then thought that it shouldn't matter. After all, he didn't have any special reaction for so long, so he must be fine.

But he didn't expect why there would be Shen Menglian in his dream? If Shen Menglian dies, will the ending be different?

After these few failures, he was filled with obsession. He wanted to succeed and reach the highest position, and no one could stop him.

Turning around to go back home, thinking of his wife, his face became gloomy.

It's time to beat him, he can't let this lady hold him back. If he really becomes the emperor, this lady is worthy of being the queen.

Before people succeed, they start to drift.

The third prince's concubine did not expect that she would be grounded by her husband just for giving her a lotus seed soup.

She was aggrieved and puzzled, but looking at her husband with a gloomy face, she didn't dare to refute and just threw a bunch of things.

The third prince never went to the third prince's concubine's courtyard after that. He always slept in the study or went to the concubine's courtyard.

The third prince's concubine did not have Du Chong in mind.