Marrying into a rich family by mistake, it is difficult to be a mistress

Just as Ji Chuhe expected, if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beams will be crooked.

The servants in Changning Palace also followed their master, and everyone racked their brains to think of how to enrich themselves.

Just one day later, Nanny Wang came to Ji Chuhe with the bills.

"Madam, this is the receipt, please take a look." Nanny Wang put the receipt in front of Ji Chuhe.

Ji Chuhe picked it up and looked at it carefully.

"Madam, you just married into the palace and don't know much about the situation there. Ma Wan is a man, careless and doesn't pay attention to these details. The Queen Mother trusted him and didn't make any excessive demands. We have always reported him this way. The forty strokes of the cane you gave are also a blow to our Queen Mother's face." Nanny Wang said as she glanced at Ji Chuhe.

There was blame and complaint in his words.

Ji Chuhe put down the bill in her hand and looked at Nanny Wang with a smile.

Such a kind and friendly smile made Nanny Wang's hair stand on end.

"Madame Wang, the receipts you brought are all in compliance with the rules. Just hand them over to the accounting office and register them in the account before you can withdraw the money." Ji Chuhe said gently.

"Yes." Nanny Wang stepped forward and took back the bills. She glanced at Ji Chuhe secretly and couldn't help but mutter in her heart: Is it so easy to get through?

She thought that Ji Chuhe would check these bills carefully!

"Madam Wang, I punished Ma Wan not because of the bill, but because he, a servant, dared to point at his master and shout at him. If a servant who talks back to his master is not punished, won't he become extremely crazy?"

Nanny Wang choked and couldn't find the words to refute.

"If he is as polite as Nanny Wang, and is from the palace of the Concubine Dowager and is highly valued by the Concubine Dowager, I will naturally treat him with courtesy."

"Madam is right." Nanny Wang quickly agreed.

"Madame Wang, go and get the money."

"Yes." Nanny Wang stepped out.

She finally felt relieved when she went to the accounting office and successfully withdrew the money.

After returning to Changning Palace, she immediately placed the silver in front of Concubine Xu.

"Ji Chuhe didn't make things difficult for you and didn't check those bills?" Concubine Xu asked in surprise.

"No, I didn't say anything. It was very refreshing."

"What is this little bitch singing?"

"Your Highness, I suspect she is just a new official who wants to make a big move and find a sense of presence," Nanny Wang guessed.

"She is trying to gain attention by putting her hand in front of me! She is so courageous!" Concubine Xu was even more angry.

Just wait! If she wants Ji Chuhe to have a good life, she won't be named Xu!

When Ji Chuhe saw those bills, she knew that the other party had fallen into the trap she had set.

It was obvious at first glance that those bills were fake, pieced together from various sources just to make the numbers match.

Moreover, it is full of errors and omissions.

In order to make the numbers consistent, he even put some of the accounts on Xu Yan'er's head.

Among the receipts that Nanny Wang brought today were those for custom-made jewelry for Xu Yan'er, which cost more than ten taels.

When Ji Chuhe met Xu Yan'er for the first time, he took a special look at her. Xu Yan'er didn't have many valuable things on her, and even her clothes were a little tight and obviously old.

Who would wear old clothes that don’t fit if there are clothes that fit?

Concubine Xu was so reluctant to buy Xu Yan'er a set of clothes that she would buy even more expensive jewelry for her?

Now that the bait has been put in place, Ji Chuhe is no longer worried about the mess in Changning Palace.

Right now, there is one more thing she needs to figure out.

"Mianzhu, have you noticed anything while watching Dongling these past two days?"

Mianzhu put down the feather duster in his hand and came to Ji Chuhe.

"Young lady, she fell ill when she came back that day. Madam Ji asked someone to get some medicine for her, but she didn't arrange any work for her. She just stayed in her room and didn't go out."

"Has anyone contacted her?" Ji Chuhe asked again.

"No, but I heard some things about Dong Ling."

"Tell me about it." Ji Chuhe picked up a cup of tea and prepared to listen to some gossip.

"Dong Ling is actually a first-class maidservant beside the prince. She has been serving him for many years. If it were another family, Dong Ling might have been promoted to a concubine. However, the prince only has Xu Yan'er in his heart and does not have a concubine. Naturally, Dong Ling can only be a maidservant to serve the prince in his daily life."

"The prince moved to Mo Garden, and Dong Ling naturally followed him to serve him. Unexpectedly, the prince asked her to leave Mo Garden and no longer serve him! He even said that it was to avoid suspicion."

Ji Chuhe was speechless.

I really don’t know whether to say Xiao Yan’an is infatuated or heartless!

He was probably afraid that Xu Yan'er would misunderstand him, so he just abandoned his personal maid who had followed him for many years.

"Dong Ling had nowhere to go, and rumors were spreading in the mansion, saying that she deliberately seduced the prince. Those words were as unpleasant as they could be. Maybe it was these rumors that made her commit suicide."

Ji Chuhe felt that things were not that simple.

If Dong Ling really died, this matter could be blamed on her.

After all, the cause of the incident was that on the wedding night, the prince wanted to take Dong Ling to the bridal chamber in front of her.

"Miss, actually, you really shouldn't care about Dong Ling."

"You should keep an eye on her first, especially who comes into contact with her."

"Yes, ma'am."

At night, a figure quietly came to Dong Ling's room.

She was a servant girl in Liuhua Palace, her name was Lian'er.

"Sister Dong Ling, I saw that you didn't have dinner tonight, so I secretly hid two buns. You should get up and have some."

Dong Ling coughed twice and sat up from the bed, "Thank you, Lian'er."

"Sister Dongling, you don't have to be polite to me. You took such good care of me in the past, and it's my honor to be able to give you something in return now." Lian'er said very sincerely.

Dong Ling was touched. "Back then, I was a first-class maidservant beside the prince. It was so glorious. No servant in Liuhua Palace dared to neglect me. But now..."

At this point, Dong Ling choked up and tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Sister Dong Ling, don't be sad. You have served the prince for so many years. The prince will not abandon you. He must have his difficulties. Think about it, our prince is not that kind of heartless person."

"The prince is certainly not a heartless person." Dong Ling shook his head.

"In fact, the prince is quite pitiful. He married someone he didn't like and replaced the wrong sedan chair with a fake one. Even if it was a fake, he had no choice but to accept it. Even if he protested, it was useless."

"The prince is so good to us servants, but we have no way to help him." Dong Ling felt sad.

"In fact, although nothing happened between the prince and you, Sister Dongling, on the night of the prince's wedding, it stands to reason that you should be given a status, either as a concubine or a concubine."

"Lian'er, don't talk nonsense!" Dong Ling's originally pale face suddenly turned a little red.

"That's right. I won't dare say these words anymore. The new wife is so respected by the princess and has the power to manage the family. What happened that night was such a great humiliation to the new wife. I'm afraid that you, sister..."