Three families hire each other, the mistress of the marquisate accidentally offends the treacherous

When we walked out of the mansion, the marquis's carriage was already waiting outside.

He saw two carriages, one in front and one behind, and found them a bit annoying.

"Why are there so many carriages in the Marquis' Mansion?"

Xue Feimu muttered to himself and walked to the carriage at the back. He wanted to say something, but suddenly found that he didn't know how to address Jiang Qingyue.

Calling her by her full name was too unfamiliar, but without her last name, it seemed like we had never been this close before, so calling her Madam was even more...

Xue Feimu was a little at a loss for words, as the name stuck him.

"Let's go." Jiang Qingyue spoke in the carriage.

"Yes." Green Huan replied.

"Hey..." Xue Feimu watched the carriage about to leave. He wanted to speak but didn't know what to say, so he quickly got on the carriage in front, thinking that he would talk after getting off the carriage.

Soon, the carriage arrived at the Marquis' Mansion. Xue Feimu got off the carriage first and waited for Jiang Qingyue to come down.

I had already prepared what to say in my heart, and I was confident that Jiang Qingyue would be very happy.

However, the carriage passed in front of him but did not stop.

"Eh eh eh..."

He uttered "oh" several times, and the carriage drove straight into the mansion, as if it didn't hear him at all.

He just watched the carriage disappear from her sight.

Seeing him frowning and not moving for a long time, the servant came forward and spoke tremblingly:

"Master, the Master's wife has returned home."

"Can't I see it?" Xue Feimu roared in frustration, then waved his sleeves and went back home.

He was waiting because he wanted to take another look at Jiang Qingyue's clothes, as he didn't see it clearly just now.

That set of clothes was pretty good, and he wanted to make one for Chu Wan'er as well.

But I didn't see it.

Really...

I feel inexplicably...scratching my head.

After returning home, Xue Feimu ordered lunch immediately.

While we were eating, the old lady came.

"How is it? What does the general say?"

"Don't mention it..."

Xue Feimu told the old lady what had happened. When she heard that no one had even been seen, she couldn't help but feel anxious.

"I don't know when the Prime Minister will return from Jiangnan. If he can come back soon, you can go and beg him. Maybe it will be helpful."

Xue Feimu shook his head: "We don't usually interact with each other, so it's probably useless to come to our house rashly to ask for help."

As soon as he returned to Beijing, he asked the old lady about these connections that might be of use.

The current Prime Minister Ji Yunzhi was young and promising. He became the top scholar at the age of sixteen, entered the cabinet at the age of eighteen, and became the youngest prime minister of the Zhou Dynasty at the age of twenty.

The year after he married Jiang Qingyue and left the capital, he married Jiang Qingyue's elder sister: Jiang Peilan.

And this Jiang Peilan was originally engaged to her.

However, the Marquis' Mansion fell into decline later, and the Jiang family did not want to marry their legitimate daughter to the family, so they replaced her with a concubine's daughter.

Originally he had no relationship with the Prime Minister, but because of the marriage they became relatives, but this relationship was a bit awkward to talk about.

In the past few years, Jiang Qingyue married out of the Jiang Mansion and rarely went back. She had almost no contact with the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the two sisters had no contact with each other.

Therefore, although they are relatives by marriage, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are strangers.

If I go to him now when I have something to ask for, there is a high probability that he will not help me.

“That’s what I said, but we are blood relatives after all. If something really happens, I can’t just stand by and watch them die.

"Things have come to this point. We can't just sit there and wait for death. If there is really a need, we can go there shamelessly. If we don't help, we won't lose anything."

Xue Feimu was a little annoyed: "It's useless for us to say more now. The Prime Minister is not in the capital, and we don't know when he will come back."

The old lady frowned and said, "No matter what, this matter must be resolved. If you are really allowed to be the supervisor of the imperial ceremonies, then our Zhongyong Marquis Mansion will never have to go out to see people again."

Xue Feimu's face looked unhappy:

"I will go out later today and meet up with some colleagues who used to be good friends with my father and grandfather. They should be able to find a solution.

"At worst, you can get a job in the City Guards, which is better than being a clerk in the Imperial Household Department."

"That's right."

The old lady was nervous, but she also knew that this matter could not be rushed, so she left after asking the questions.

Xue Feimu immediately wrote a note after dinner and asked someone to send it out. The maid outside came to report:

"Sir, Aunt Chu is here."

Xue Feimu paused for a moment before saying, "Let her in."

"Yes."

After a while, Chu Wan'er came in, holding something in her hands and smiling:

"Prince, Wan'er made soup for you."

"Well, leave it there."

Chu Wan'er keenly sensed Xue Feimu's perfunctory attitude and was shocked.

It has never been like this before.

how……

Thinking about how she had followed him all the way to Beijing, and how things had changed in just one day, she couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat and burst into tears of grievance.

Xue Feimu was busy with the things at hand and didn't notice the situation here. After a while, he saw that Chu Wan'er's face was covered with tears.

He put down the pen in his hand and walked over: "What's wrong? Why are you crying for no reason? But the people below are not serving you attentively?"

Chu Wan'er shook her head, and Xue Feimu asked again: "What's wrong? Tell me if you've been wronged."

Chu Wan'er looked at him pitifully with tears in her eyes.

Seeing that he looked concerned and didn't seem to be faking it, she bit her lower lip and said:

"In the past, you would be happy every time I made soup for you, but now you are cold and perfunctory."

"No, I just had lunch and I'm not hungry."

"But before, even if you were full, you would still take a sip if I served it to you."

Xue Feimu felt a little annoyed, but he still patiently coaxed her:

"Things are different now. In the past, I had no official duties outside, and it was just you and I who lived a simple life. But now that I'm back in the capital, there are many things to do in the court and in the mansion. I have to shoulder the responsibilities of a man and the responsibilities of the prince of the mansion, so I don't care about these details.

"Don't think too much. If you think too much, my burden will be heavier. You know how I treat you in my heart. If you quarrel with me because of these trivial matters, I will be very disappointed."

Chu Wan'er looked at him and realized that what he said was indeed true. She thought to herself that she was overthinking it and showed guilt on her face:

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have thought about you."

Xue Feimu shook her hand, then walked to the table, picked up the soup and took a sip, then another sip, before putting it down and coaxing with a smile:

"That's very satisfying!"

Chu Wan'er smiled, and the grievance she had just felt disappeared instantly. "Then I won't bother you anymore. I'll talk to you after dinner."

"I won't eat at home tonight. I have plans with several colleagues and my father and grandfather's friends today. I have to go out to discuss something and may not be back until very late."

"Well, it's okay. I'll wait for you to come back."

Seeing Chu Wan'er like this, Xue Feimu's heart softened, and he walked over and shook her hand: "Go back."

"Yeah." Chu Wan'er responded and looked down at herself. She was wearing new clothes today and new jewelry in her hair, but Xue Feimu didn't notice.

In the past, he could always notice when she changed her earrings.

Thinking of what he had just said, Chu Wan'er finally held back, but she felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Chu Wan'er left, and Xue Feimu stood in front of the window, looking in the direction of Wutong Courtyard.

I thought to myself: Chu Wan'er is considerate and Jiang Qingyue acts properly as a mistress, I think the two of them can get along well in the future.

Cisongyuan.

The old lady was worried and couldn't sit still, pacing around the room.

Nanny Li came in from outside and said, "Madam, the prince has gone out, and Miaowenyuan has also been cleaned up.

"Well, then you go over now and ask Chu to move to Miaowenyuan."

Originally, this matter should have been done when Xue Feimu and Jiang Qingyue went out just now. However, Chu Wan'er is still very much liked by Xue Feimu, and she doesn't want to make things awkward with Xue Feimu.

Miaowenyuan is located in a remote area and has not been occupied for a long time, so she asked someone to clean it up first, which could be considered as a good thing for Xue Feimu.

Anyway, it was Jiang Qingyue who made the request. When the two of them quarreled later, Xue Feimu could not blame her, and he should even remember her for the good things she had done.

She didn't care whether Chu Wan'er was dead or alive, good or bad. She just did more because she was afraid of affecting the relationship between her and Xue Feimu.

Nanny Li responded and withdrew, taking the maids, old women and servants with her to Zhuxiang Courtyard.

At this time in Zhuxiangyuan, Chu Wan'er was sitting in the house, fiddling with her jewelry.

Since entering the mansion yesterday, these jewelry and hairpins have been sent to her courtyard in boxes.

Although she did not get the position of co-wife, it must be said that in other aspects, Xue Feimu did not treat her unfairly at all.

Now she just lacks the official title of wife. In other aspects, she is no worse than Jiang Qingyue. Moreover, Xue Feimu's heart is with her. She is much better than Jiang Qingyue.

Looking at the table full of jewels and precious stones, she was glad that she had followed the emperor to Beijing, where she could live a life of luxury from then on.

Xue Feimu didn't like Jiang Qingyue, and promised her that he would not consummate the marriage with Jiang Qingyue. He would just wait for her to give birth to the eldest son of the Marquis' Mansion, and then that position would belong to her.

Chu Wan'er couldn't stop smiling as she imagined the good days in the future.

The maids saw this and said:

"The prince treats me very well. He even stayed in my room yesterday. I am the first one to be treated so kindly."

"Yesterday, the prince said that he had ordered new jewelry and clothes for my aunt, and they would be delivered to your house in a few days. The prince really cares about my aunt."

"I came to Zhuxiangyuan, and thanks to my aunt, the servants in the mansion all look up to me. This is the first time I have been treated like this in all the time I have been working in the mansion."

"Yes, now the servants in the mansion all want to work in Zhuxiangyuan."

Chu Wan'er felt a little elated when she heard what the maid said.

Originally, the aunt felt very uncomfortable listening to this, but now she is used to it and it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

As long as Xue Feimu's heart is with her, just a word of address will change it quickly.

She laughed and accused him, "You guys, it's fine if you say these things quietly in the house, but be careful when you're outside, it's not good if someone hears you."

This sounds humble, but it is actually full of boasting.

"Yes, yes, the servants know their limits."

"Although we servants didn't say it, everyone in the mansion knows it. Even if we servants didn't say it, there would be others who said it."

Chu Wan'er felt refreshed when she thought of Jiang Qingyue's frustrated expression.

She really wanted to see Jiang Qingyue's aggrieved and angry look, but she had to wait. When she got more aggrieved, she would come out and kill him with one blow.

The more frustrated and annoyed she is, the easier it is for her to explode and lose her mind, and the greater her chances are.

Last night, she deliberately asked Xue Feimu to go to Wutong Courtyard. She let him go but did not let him stay overnight in Wutong Courtyard.

It not only reflects her generosity, but also stirs up Jiang Qingyue's emotions.

She is a woman, she knows what women care about, what women are thinking, and she also knows how to break the pride of a wife and how to make her suffer in silence.

She was declaring war on Jiang Qingyue. She wanted to give her a warning and let her know that even if she was the main wife, she was still inferior to a concubine in every way.

Early this morning, she had someone spread the word that she would host the welcoming banquet so that everyone in the mansion knew about it.

Yesterday, she heard that Jiang Qingyue, as the mistress of the house, managed the mansion very well, and everyone in the mansion admired this mistress.

Now that she is here, she will make Jiang Qingyue fall from the height little by little, the more miserable the fall, the better.

The servants in the mansions are used to flattering the powerful and bullying the weak. Now that she is in a high position, if she doesn't take advantage of this favorable situation and trample Jiang Qingyue, the mistress, under her feet, then when will she do so?

She had already made up her mind that she would take over the food and clothing at this welcoming banquet.

Last night, when she was intimate with Xue Feimu, she mentioned this matter in a roundabout way. She originally thought it would be difficult, but unexpectedly, Xue Feimu agreed immediately.

The more Chu Wan'er thought about it, the happier she became. She picked out a few pieces of jewelry that she didn't like very much from the box and gave them to the maids as rewards.

If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it grass. She had just arrived and was alone, so she had to use them in many places, so she had to give them something.

The maids were grateful for the reward and said a lot of good things, which made Chu Wan'er smile with joy.

At this moment, Nanny Li came in with some people, and the room suddenly became silent.

Nanny Li is the old lady's person, so everyone has to respect her. Chu Wan'er also knows this and doesn't dare to act rudely in front of Nanny Li.

She smiled and said, "Madame Li is here. Please take a seat and have some tea. But what do you want from the old lady?"

Nanny Li glanced at her expressionlessly.

"The old lady is devoted to Buddhism and doesn't care about the affairs of the mansion. She has no instructions. This old servant is here to follow the orders of the young lady."

Chu Wan'er frowned, thinking to herself:

"But is there something wrong with the young lady?"

Nanny Li did not beat around the bush: "As a concubine, it is inappropriate for Aunt Chu to live next door to the prince's study. It will be detrimental to the prince's reputation if it gets out. The young lady's intention is to let Aunt Chu move to Miaowenyuan.

"The prince has just returned to the capital. His reputation is very important. He cannot be caught in any fault. Moreover, the prince has a lot of things to do recently. Aunt Chu's presence here will disturb the prince and have some impact on him."

"Miaowenyuan..."

The maids nearby were shocked when they heard this. It took them a long time to figure out where Miaowenyuan was. They all lowered their heads, wishing they could bury their heads like quails, and dared not speak.

In a wealthy family, the wind direction changes rapidly. Just now Aunt Chu had the upper hand, but who would have thought that the next moment, the lady would take the high position.

It would be good if the young lady's people came today, they could quietly give a few reminders.

But now that the old lady's people have come, it means that although this matter was the young lady's idea, the old lady also agreed to it, so how could they dare to act rashly?