The mistress just wanted to be bad, but she took off after being replaced

There was a hint of confusion in her tone, as if asking: What are you comparing? Who lost more?

Although Sheng Junwei was certain that she would not lose in this invisible contest, she was ultimately unable to resist Yunying's nagging and earnest persuasion, and finally decided to go to the capital to personally visit her own shop.

Of course, the deeper intention of this trip was to create a great opportunity for Sheng Ziyan to get close to Pei Yu.

Han Yue'er is still recovering from her illness, and Sheng Junwei is away from home due to busy work. Sheng Ziyan keenly captures this godsend opportunity and decides to carefully plan an encounter.

She looked in front of the bronze mirror and put on her makeup meticulously.

She firmly believed that when Pei Yu saw her so charming, he would be unable to resist.

After some inquiries, Sheng Ziyan learned of Pei Yu's itinerary for the day, and arrived early at a pavilion where he must pass by. She set up the desk, held a book in her hands, and seemed to be reading attentively, but in fact her eyes were always fixed on the end of the path.

As time passed, Sheng Ziyan's expectation gradually turned into anxiety: "Why hasn't he come yet?"

Just when she could hardly hold back any longer, a familiar figure finally came into view.

She immediately suppressed her emotions, lowered her head, and pretended to be immersed in the scriptures, trying to attract Pei Yu's attention.

However, to her surprise, Pei Yu completely ignored her existence and walked straight past the pavilion.

Sheng Ziyan was stunned, her eyes widened, full of disbelief: "How could this happen?"

After a brief moment of shock, she quickly adjusted her mindset, realizing that this opportunity was rare and she must not give up easily.

So, she took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and shouted to the elegant young man who was about to disappear from her sight: "Young Master..."

At this time, Pei Yu was immersed in deep thought about the upcoming imperial examination.

Suddenly, a sharp and piercing female voice interrupted his thoughts, like a duck being strangled by the throat, unpleasant.

He frowned slightly and turned around, only to see a maid walking towards him, her waist swaying so exaggeratedly that it seemed like it would break in the next second.

Just as he was wondering, the maidservant just as he expected, her left foot tripped over her right foot, and she fell heavily to the ground with a "thump".

Pei Yu had a blank expression on his face, but he was thinking secretly in his heart.

Sheng Ziyan suppressed the shame and anger in her heart. She clenched her teeth, straightened her back, and walked towards Pei Yu again.

But at this moment, the twisting of her waist, which was originally charming and seductive, was obviously restrained a lot, and her movements seemed a little stiff and unnatural.

"Sir..." She pinched her throat and deliberately lowered her voice.

Pei Yu keenly caught this strangeness, frowned slightly, raised his hand and decisively stopped it: "Stop!"

Her face was pale, with panic and grievance flashing in her eyes, and she stared at Pei Yu timidly.

Pei Yu looked confused, and turned to look at Pei Lin beside him, with a hint of reproach in his tone: "When did the maids in our house become so ignorant of the rules?"

Hearing this, Pei Lin's eyes stayed on Sheng Ziyan for a moment, and he immediately recognized her: "Sir, she is the maidservant beside the young lady. She was recently sent to Aunt Li to learn how to manage household chores."

Pei Yu's face darkened instantly, his eyes sharp as a knife: "Young Madam has high hopes for you, and this is how you repay her?"

"Pei Lin, go ask Aunt Li how she was taught. She didn't learn any good things, but instead adopted all those bad habits of disregarding hierarchy and pretending to be seductive!"

After saying this, he turned around and left angrily.

Pei Lin raised a gloating arc at the corner of his mouth, glanced at Sheng Ziyan coldly, and replied: "Yes!"

Afterwards, he turned and left, leaving Sheng Ziyan alone.

"Young Master!" Sheng Ziyan finally came back to her senses from her shock. She immediately put away her shy behavior and quickly chased in the direction where Pei Yu was leaving.

She was extremely anxious and wanted to explain, to make amends, but Pei Yu's figure was getting farther and farther away until he disappeared from her sight.

However, she failed to catch up with Pei Yu, but instead ran into Aunt Li who came rushing over after hearing the news.

Aunt Li's face turned pale and she asked sternly, "You said you had something to do today and needed to take a leave. So the so-called thing was to seduce the young master?!"

"You vixen, is this how the Sheng family taught you the rules?!" Aunt Li's scolding voice echoed in the courtyard.

"It seems that before I teach you how to be a housekeeper, I must first teach you how to be a competent servant!" Aunt Li snorted coldly, full of majesty, "I'll give you one day to memorize the rules of the mansion. If you can't, I don't mind suggesting to the young lady to replace you with a maid who knows the rules!"

After saying that, she turned away, leaving Sheng Ziyan trembling in the wind with tears welling up in her eyes.

At the same time, Sheng Junwei returned from inspecting two shops in Shengjing and learned that Sheng Ziyan had failed to seduce someone and was instead taught a lesson by Aunt Li.

Upon hearing the news, Yun Ying was furious: "This damn girl, she doesn't even look at her own character, and she still dreams of turning a sparrow into a phoenix?"

However, Sheng Junwei smiled gently and said in a gentle tone: "As a person, you should always have dreams, just in case they come true."

A gleam of reminiscence flashed in her eyes, and she recalled the days in her previous life when she had done her best to assist Zheng Yiyang in building his empire.

At that time, she had never thought that one day she would be able to live a stable life and hold the money she earned in her hands, rather than having to buy food, weapons and other military supplies for him as soon as she got the money.

"Okay, okay, don't be upset." Sheng Junwei patted Yunying's shoulder gently, "When she has made enough mistakes, I will naturally send her back to the Sheng Mansion. Is that okay?"

As she spoke, she picked up a piece of exquisite cloth. She stroked the texture of the cloth with admiration in her eyes. "Look, this piece of cloth is so exquisite. If it is made into clothes, it will definitely be both beautiful and comfortable. I will send it to Yunjin Textile later and ask Siqi to tailor two sets for you."

The difference in treatment between the maids was as huge as the difference between heaven and earth.

Those maids of the third rank and below wore the coarse linen clothes that were uniformly distributed in the mansion and had no choice.

Although maids of second rank and above had the right to customize their own clothes, they still had to work within the prescribed framework.

When Yun Ying heard Si Qi's name, her eyes suddenly lit up with anticipation: "Can I really ask Miss Si Qi to tailor it for me personally?"

Si Qi's craftsmanship is well-known in the palace. She can skillfully walk the line between rules and innovation. Even within the style framework specified by palace regulations, she can come up with new and eye-catching ideas.

Yunying knew this very well, and at this moment her anticipation for the new clothes became even stronger.

Seeing Yunying's anger gradually dissipating like mist, Sheng Junwei struck while the iron was hot and took out a few cakes carefully selected from the streets and alleys from the brocade box beside her: "Look, this is your favorite osmanthus cake, and the crispy and delicious peach cake, and of course, the signature roast chicken."

Yunying's eyes were instantly attracted by the delicious food, as if all her worries disappeared at this moment.