Only the first-class maid in the maid's office remained silent about this matter. Seeing a group of maids gathered around and chatting around, she quickly asked the crowd to disperse, "Stop talking and go do your own thing. Not everyone has such good fortune, so don’t be greedy.”
This maid in charge belongs to Wen Yuan. She was also a little maid in Wen Yuan's palace at the beginning. She was specially promoted by Wen Yuan, so her role here is to act as Wen Yuan's eyes, watching the maids under her hands.
Before Wen Yuan went to Dingnan Palace, the maid in charge told Wen Yuan what Chang Yu said to the maid.
"It's just a child's vanity. Keep an eye on her and don't let her get into trouble. Just remind her."
"yes."
The next day, Changyu came to the palace at the same time. Today she was dressed extraordinarily gorgeously, but she was a bit tacky and lacked the charm of a little girl.
Today, Shen Huaiyan is still here to teach her calligraphy, but Shen Huaiyan no longer holds the girl's hand, "Yesterday I held your hand and taught you to tilt it sideways. I think you have some understanding, today I will Try writing it yourself, it doesn’t matter if it’s not good.”
Although Changyu still wanted Shen Huaiyan to hold her hand and write, this was not a long-term solution after all, so she had no choice but to give up.
But today, her attention was still not on the words, but on Wen Yuan, and she would steal glances at Wen Yuan from time to time to see what she was doing.
"You write well, why are you looking around?"
"No, I just want to see the Commander-in-Chief. Why do you think the Commander-in-Chief is so good-looking even though he is a mother? Is this small waist because the demon clan recovers better?"
Shen Huaiyan didn't like hearing this. It seemed as if Wen Yuan's perfection was due to her being a demon. "It's inseparable from her usual living habits. She does everything by herself, so she is naturally slender. .”
Changyu continued to write with his head down. After a while, Jue came in from outside. As soon as he came in, he greeted Shen Huaiyan and then went into the dormitory to hold the child.
This allowed Changyu to seize the opportunity. She provoked the relationship between the three people, "Mr. Huaiyan, this Mr. Jue really doesn't shy away from suspicion. He went in and hugged the young master without even saying hello. Those who didn't know would have thought that He is the master of this palace."
Shen Huaiyan felt that she talked too much and didn't look very good, "Just write well and don't pay attention to these things. What does it have to do with you."
Seeing that he was already unhappy, Changyu quickly closed his mouth and wrote hard.
Jue wandered over with her child in her arms, looked at the girl lying on the table and said, "You are really carefree, and you actually let such a little girl know how to read."
"Go and coax your child, you don't think I'm annoying enough."
These words made Changyu feel a little sad, and she wondered if Mr. Huaiyan was bothering her...
Thinking of this, she didn't pay attention and got the ink on her body, "Mr. Huaiyan, I want to deal with this... ink on my body..."
Shen Huaiyan looked displeased and said, "Go."
After Chang Yu left, Jue sat in her seat and asked Shen Huaiyan, "Why do I think you are unhappy today? Is it because she had a fight with A Yuan?"
"No...there's something going on...so I've been very upset lately."
"What's the matter? Tell me, maybe I can help you deal with it."
Hearing Jue's words, Shen Huaiyan sighed. He took a sip of tea and then said: "It's nothing. It's just A Yuan's brother. His mind is a little abnormal. Then his wife left him and the child and ran away." , Now that child is pitiful, Ayuan wants to take it over and raise it, but I decided that there are enough people in the Nanwang Mansion who can raise the child, so she is a little unhappy."
"I thought it was such a big deal. It's just such a small thing. It's okay. She will figure it out one day."
Shen Huaiyan counted the time and wondered why this girl hadn't come back for so long. He was about to get up and look for her when he saw Chang Yu walking over in a cyan skirt.
As soon as he sat down, he realized something was wrong. From a distance, it looked like an ordinary dress, but up close... wasn't it Chunhua's skirt?
It should have been packed up in the warehouse. How could it appear on Changyu's body?
Shen Huaiyan quickly pulled her to block her, "Where did you find this skirt?"
"It's in the warehouse. The maid in the palace asked me to choose one in the warehouse. I think this dress is the most beautiful, so I chose this one."
The man secretly revealed that you, this girl, have really good taste.
But Changyu is an eleven-year-old girl after all, and there is still a big gap between her figure and Chunhua. This skirt is too long for her.
"No, hurry up and change. Wear a new one. There are so many skirts in the warehouse, why did you choose this one?" Shen Huaiyan pushed Chang Yu and left the yard quickly.
But at this time, he met the person he least wanted to see. Wen Yuan had already walked out of the dormitory, and he saw two people chatting here from a distance.
The moment she walked out and saw the skirt the girl was wearing, Shen Huaiyan even thought about how this girl would die.
"Where did you get this dress?"
It was the first time Chang Yu saw Wen Yuan's cold expression. She didn't know she had made a mistake at the moment, but she knelt down immediately, "I got ink on my original skirt when I was writing just now, so I went to Gong The maid here found me an unwanted dress to change into, and then she asked me to pick one of my own in the warehouse."
"Which maid, go and bring her." Wen Yuan sat on the chair with a cold face, looking very oppressed.
After a while, Changyu came to Wen Yuan with the maid, "Commander..."
Wen Yuan pointed to the skirt on Chang Yu and asked, "Did you ask her to go into the warehouse and choose one by herself?"
The maid was afraid to admit it, so she could only say that it was Changyu who wanted to wear it, and she couldn't stop her, "No... I asked her to pick one in the warehouse, but she fell in love with this one at first sight. I refused to let her wear the skirt, so she grabbed it and ran away..."
Wen Yuan definitely believed in her maid more than Chang Yu. She stared at Chang Yu coldly and said, "Take off her skirt for me."
Changyu kept pleading, "I really didn't steal it, she asked me to choose it myself. This dress was hung in the most conspicuous place, so I wore this one... She really told me that she chose it." , after arriving at the warehouse, she left by herself, leaving me alone."
She was so excited that tears fell down, and she kept begging Shen Huaiyan, "Mr. Huaiyan, it's really not me who did it... Please... please help me intercede with the commander-in-chief..."
Seeing how pitiful she looked, Shen Huaiyan began to plead for Changyu, "Ayuan, maybe it's really not her. How about asking some maids first?"
When he said this, Wen Yuan agreed and called some maids to ask about the situation just now.
But these maids were all jealous that Changyu could be taught writing by Shen Huaiyan himself. No one was willing to help her. Instead, they helped the maids kneeling on the ground to speak.
After hearing what others said, Shen Huaiyan had no choice. Now he could only use a gentler way to persuade Chang Yu to take off the skirt, "Go in and take off the skirt, and I'll help you tell the big girl." Commander begs for mercy.”
At this moment, Changyu only felt ashamed and angry at the same time. Why were the people in this palace so bad and wronged her like this?
Wiping away her tears, she walked toward the warehouse and put on her ink-stained skirt again.
When I came out, I looked at what Shen Huaiyan and Wen Yuan were talking about. Wen Yuan just nodded and said nothing.
Shen Huaiyan quickly left with Changyu, and today's class ended here.
Along the way, Changyu looked down at her toes and said nothing. Shen Huaiyan wanted to comfort her, so he said: "The commander-in-chief has forgiven you, don't be too sad."
Speaking of this, Changyu suddenly felt aggrieved, and her big tears fell on the cold stone road with a "clack", "But Mr. Huaiyan's clothes are really not what I insist on wearing...why...why do they do this to me?" I……"
Shen Huaiyan was moved by the girl's tears. She was huddled up against the wall, looking extremely aggrieved.
At this moment, Shen Huaiyan didn't know what was wrong. He completely believed the girl's words and helped her up from the ground. Shen Huaiyan gently wiped the tears on her face with a handkerchief, "Okay, I will check for you." If you understand the truth, don’t cry, I’ll take you back.”
"Thank you Mr. Huaiyan..."
Seeing her like this, Shen Huaiyan said with some distress: "Maybe it's because I'm so good to you that they unite to wrongly accuse you."
Thinking about it this way, it might really be like this. Changyu pursed her lips and kept twitching without speaking.
Soon Shen Huaiyan sent her to the maid's office. At the door, Shen Huaiyan gently stroked the girl's head with his big hand, "Don't cry. I know you are feeling wronged today. I will definitely give it to you tomorrow at the latest." How about a satisfactory answer?"
"good……"
"Get in."
Just when the girl turned to leave, Shen Huaiyan suddenly stopped her and threw a piece of candy to the girl from a distance, "Be happy,"
Looking at the candy thrown in her hand, a warm current slowly flowed through Changyu's heart. She looked at the candy in her hand with tears in her eyes and was reluctant to eat it.
After Shen Huaiyan returned to the palace, he told Wen Yuan about the incident, "A Yuan, could it be that those maids joined together to accuse Chang Yuan of injustice?"
"Why do you ask?" Wen Yuan was sorting out Chunhua's belongings, including the cyan skirt.
"She just said something to me, and I can see that she is really wronged, and...after all, I picked up this child. If she really breaks your rules, I have the responsibility to teach her. I hope you Can you trust me once and check what happened today?"
Seeing Shen Huaiyan begging him so humbly, Wen Yuan was not the kind of hard-hearted person, so he agreed after sighing.
