Rebirth and Marriage: I am the Mistress of the Palace

"Princess, I'm not talking nonsense. That's what's being spread outside, and it was spread by the servants of the Shen family. They all know that the lady and Mr. Liao didn't have sex, and they didn't even sleep in the same room!"

Although Qin Xin was very gossipy and wanted to confide in others, she was also afraid that when Shen Wantang heard the words "did not consummate the marriage", she would remember that she herself did not consummate the marriage with the prince and would be sad.

She said in a low voice: "Before, they said that it was because Master Liao was devoted to studying to prepare for the imperial examination next year that he gave up women and lived alone. Now it seems that he really gave up women, because he is interested in men."

Shen Wantang shook his head and said nothing more.

Liao Youhe was indeed fond of male beauty, but in his previous life, he had always been very careful and strictly kept this secret, and he did not dare to let her know.

In order to cover up his situation, he even found a man with a similar body shape to consummate the marriage with her. After she found out, he kept apologizing and asked his brothers and sisters to plead for him.

Because at that time she was in control of everything in the house, all the maids and old women were hers, all the money was earned by her, his brothers and sisters were also taken care of by her, and even his shrewish and scoundrel mother depended on her for care. She had absolute say in the Liao family.

Liao Youhe didn't dare to say even a word "no" in front of her. He was obedient for ten years. Occasionally, when he went out to find a man, he would carefully avoid her for fear that she would find out and dislike him.

But now, Liao Youhe dared to run to Wanye Tower. He had some concerns about Shen Mingxuan, but it seemed not too much.

Otherwise, he should have waited until next year to pass the imperial examination before revealing his true nature.

The affairs of the Shen family soon reached the ears of Princess Ning and spread throughout the capital.

Princess Ning didn't care about the chaos in the Shen family. She just said to Nanny Quan thankfully, "Fortunately, I chose Tang'er. If it was the eldest lady of the Shen family, I'm afraid our family wouldn't be at peace. I heard that she's not a good person."

Nanny Quan nodded: "That's right, the eldest lady of the Shen family, together with her mother, beat up her mother-in-law, her brother-in-law and her sister-in-law. Her mother-in-law and her children are now sleeping on the street!"

"What about Liao Youhe?"

"He is still being held in Wanye Tower. The Liao family doesn't have the money to redeem him, and the Shen family is not willing to pay for it. I'm afraid he is now doing hard labor in Wanye Tower!"

Princess Ning sighed, "He is a troublemaker. I used to think Yuan'er was too unreasonable. Now that I compare him to Yuan'er, he at least likes women. He can still be saved, don't you think?"

So people are made up of comparisons. No matter how poor Xiao Qingyuan is, he would not go to Wanye Tower to sleep with a young prostitute. Chu Yanluo is a girl after all, and a girl from a respectable family.

Nanny Quan quickly agreed and added, "Our prince is just a little too devoted and infatuated. As long as we guide him well, there is no need to worry that he will not return to the right path. The princess you chose for him is both talented and beautiful. One day, the prince will come to his senses and return to the right path."

Speaking of her son, Princess Ning suddenly remembered that he seemed to be still ill: "Is Yuan'er feeling better? Is he still refusing to eat? Isn't he afraid of starving himself to death?"

Nanny Quan bowed and replied, "The prince still has recurrent fevers, but he is now served by Huayi. Huayi is very meticulous. She coaxes him to take medicine on time and prepares food for him in various ways. Although the prince does not eat much, he still eats some."

Princess Ning felt relieved, and her tone revealed a sense of satisfaction: "Tang'er was thoughtful and gave the most detailed painting ideas to Yuan'er. It's also thanks to her generosity that she brought up the painting ideas as soon as Chu Yanluo left."

Nanny Quan also felt that Shen Wantang did a great job in this regard. Anyone who saw her would have to praise her for her generosity and kindness: "The Crown Prince's Consort has the bearing of a mistress of a house. She is more dignified and generous than many daughters of aristocratic families."

"It's really inappropriate that the prince only has Mo Ji by his side. Chu Yanluo is too jealous and instigated the prince to drive away all the maids around him. As soon as she left, the prince's wife immediately assigned a maid to the prince. The difference is obvious."

Princess Ning was extremely satisfied with her daughter-in-law at this moment: "Tang'er is really capable. I have stuffed maids into that bastard's pockets before, including Yan Huan, fat and thin, but he didn't want any of them. I also gave him Hua Yi, but he also rejected it. How come he accepted it when Tang'er gave it to him? Did Tang'er say anything to him?"

"As far as I know, the Crown Prince's wife didn't say anything. She just asked the Crown Prince to pick a maid. At that time, there were only Qinxin, Dujuan, and Huayi in the room, so the Crown Prince chose Huayi."

Princess Ning found it incredible: "Is it that simple?"

"Is such that."

“But I originally arranged six or seven maids for him, all of them were pretty and well-behaved, and Huayi was also among them. And Huayi wasn’t the most outstanding one, so that bastard didn’t choose one!”

Nanny Quan had some idea of ​​what was going on: "Perhaps you gave the prince too many choices, and he didn't know which one to choose, so he simply refused all of them."

"The Crown Prince's Consort only gave him three choices, two of which he did not like. In comparison, Huayi stood out, so he subconsciously chose Huayi."

"Also, your prince's timing in inserting the person was not quite right, but the prince's consort happened to catch the prince at the most vulnerable time when he needed the most care, so she was able to succeed right away."

Princess Ning was stunned for a while, then turned to look at Nanny Quan: "This move seems to be from Sun Tzu's Art of War... Attacking the Heart?"

Nanny Quan had never read The Art of War, but she felt that the phrase "attack the heart" was very appropriate: "That should be it."

Princess Ning's face gradually became solemn: "Mammy, it seems that we have really picked up a treasure this time. Our Crown Prince's Consort is not simple, she is very wise!"

Nanny Quan nodded. She had already told the princess that Shen Wantang was really different. She had clearly seen through the world, but she did not despise any worldly affairs. She had found a balance point in this world, and no matter how shaken the outside world was, her heart was firm and steadfast, and she was content.

If it were another woman, marrying a husband like Xiao Qingyuan and facing a difficult opponent like Chu Yanluo, she would either break down or cry several times, and might even feel resentment.

But Shen Wantang didn't do that. She handled all of this calmly and calmly. She seldom coaxed Xiao Qingyuan, but often came to Shaoguang Court to coax her mother-in-law and persuade the princess to think positively, which made her mood gradually open up.

She generously gave the prince a beautiful maid, which also relieved the princess of a worry that she had always been worried about. She had always hoped that a maid could carefully take care of the trivial matters around the prince.

Naturally, the Crown Prince's Consort cannot be asked to do these trivial matters. She is the mistress of the house and she does not need to take care of these things. She should take care of the important affairs of the palace.

Huayi was the princess's favorite candidate, but she failed to get her into the marriage, but Shen Wantang did.

Even Nanny Quan admired the prince in her heart. The prince had such a stubborn temper that it was not something that ordinary people could suppress.