Chapter 117 It’s not that I won’t retaliate, the time has not come yet

Style: Girl Author: Mohan YuanbaoWords: 2332Update Time: 24/01/18 05:50:55
"Why can eggplants be roasted? What are they roasting? Leeks?" Xiao Yuchen's eyes widened.

For the first time, he discovered that there were so many vegetable species in Wutong Courtyard that he didn't recognize them.

Not to mention eating, he had never even seen the food here elsewhere.

He wanted to ask: Is this thing really edible?

But seeing Wen Jin and Sheng Tianyue eating happily, he didn't want to expose his ignorance and lack of experience in the world.

Xiao Yuchen couldn't help but keep his eyes on Wen Jin... How many surprises did she have waiting for him to discover?

How come he never knew she was such a treasured princess before?

Wen Jin started to feel sleepy after eating.

While she was dozing off, Sheng Tianyue whispered: "As long as the Song concubine doesn't come to trouble me, I won't talk nonsense in front of the princess."

Xiao Yuchen felt relieved and cupped his hands at her, "Thank you very much."

Sheng Tianyue sneered, "I'm not here for the prince, I just don't want to disturb my sister's purity."

Xiao Yuchen's eyes flickered darkly...

Sheng Tianyue has known Wen Jin for a short time, so why does she see that she has such a deep friendship for Wen Jin?

He frowned slightly, could it be that Wen Jin... committed the murder of both men and women?

Then wouldn’t he have to guard not only men but women in the future?

Xiao Yuchen satisfied his appetite, and as soon as the heavy rain stopped, he was kicked out of Wutong Courtyard by Wen Jin.

The maids' cheerful chatter and laughter could be heard in the yard behind them.

Here, there are always more vivid colors than elsewhere... It makes people feel nostalgic from the bottom of their hearts.

Xiao Yuchen looked back at Wutong Courtyard. He frowned and pondered for a moment, then stretched out his hand to summon Ji Feng.

"You said that the servants in the backyard have a good relationship with Wutongyuan? Go and call some women." Xiao Yuchen said.

Ji Feng thought that the prince wanted to inquire about Wutong Courtyard again, so he quickly asked the ladies in the backyard to pack up and go to see the prince.

Xiao Yuchen fell in love with Mrs. Chang at first sight.

Although this woman is a rough servant, she has a majestic aura.

"Just you..." Xiao Yuchen pointed at her.

"Old slave Chang."

"Have I seen that you have a good relationship with the princess?" Xiao Yuchen was somewhat impressed by her.

Mrs. Chang looked at the prince defensively, her face tense.

"The princess has shown great kindness to Lao Nu and his family! Lao Nu will never be able to repay her in this life!"

Mrs. Chang was secretly angry... The princess was such a good person, why did the prince always have trouble with her?

Is this another way to cause trouble for the princess?

"The king has appointed you as the steward of the inner court. You will pass on my instructions. The concubine of Song Dynasty has misbehaved and messed up the palace. She must be punished for her crime!"

"Remember her for her first crime, and take the initiative to plead guilty... demote her to a concubine. Order her to move out of Tinglan Courtyard within one day!"

"As for which yard to move to..." Xiao Yuchen hesitated for a moment, "You can arrange it."

When Mrs. Chang heard this, she suddenly raised her head and glanced at the prince. She was surprised and thought she had heard wrongly.

"Can it be done?" Xiao Yuchen asked.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty!" Mrs. Chang rolled up her sleeves, "I will never disappoint Your Majesty!"

It seemed that she was not timid, but rather happy and excited.

Xiao Yuchen knew that he had chosen the right person, "Go ahead."

How could he not see that these women were defensive and hostile to him when they first came here?

After he stated his purpose, the eyes of the women all changed, and their eyes shone brightly.

How on earth did Wen Jin quietly bribe them under his nose?

Xiao Yuchen couldn't help but become more curious about Wen Jin.

Chang's mother-in-law went straight to Tinglan Courtyard with her seven or eight powerful women who were doing rough work in the backyard.

"What are you doing? This is Tinglan Courtyard! Concubine Song is ill and is resting..." The maids from Tinglan Courtyard stepped forward to stop her.

With their thin arms and legs, how could they be the opponents of Mrs. Chang and others?

"This is Tinglan Courtyard!" Mrs. Chang flashed her badge as the steward of the inner court, "Keep your eyes open and see clearly! Why don't you get out of the way?!"

The little maids dare not speak out when they are angry.

The rough messengers and wives pushed them away and went straight to Song's concubine's bedroom.

"The prince's decree is that the concubine of the Song Dynasty will be demoted to a concubine from now on and must move out of Tinglan Court within one day. There must be no mistake!" Mrs. Chang's voice was thick and loud.

Concubine Song was lying weakly, and she almost rolled off the bed when she was shaken.

"You are talking nonsense, I don't believe it!" Concubine Song said, "I don't believe that the prince would do this to me!"

Mrs. Chang chuckled, "It's up to you whether you believe it or not. I just have to carry out my master's orders."

"No, I want to see the prince! Let me see the prince!"

Concubine Song's face was pale. She was like a delicate flower, but after being caught in the rain, this delicate flower became even more pitiful.

But this gesture of hers might inspire pity in a man.

These women, who do menial work in the backyard every day and are looked down upon by others, don't have that much compassion.

When they saw this gesture, they felt so disgusted that they felt like vomiting.

"Concubine Song... Bah, should Aunt Song move it by herself? Or should she let the old slaves help her move it?"

The women rolled up their sleeves one by one, revealing their rough, calloused hands and thick, powerful arms.

Song Shiyu's whole body trembled when she saw this little white flower, which was about to collapse.

"Aunt Song had better not faint! Hold on!"

Mrs. Chang sneered, "After all, if you are sick, you won't be able to stay in the palace any longer, so as not to expose your illness to the master of the palace. At that time, you will have to send your aunt to Zhuangzi!"

"My aunt has gone to Zhuangzi. It will be difficult to return home!"

When Song Shiyu heard this, she supported the maid and burst into tears, but she really didn't dare to faint.

"Old sisters, the maids are not very agile, roll up your sleeves and help them!" Granny Chang shouted.

The women she brought with her got on board immediately. She could move the big box alone and throw it out as soon as it was moved.

"Don't! Those are good things and they are valuable! Don't throw them away!" The maids cried and screamed.

Song Shiyu was dizzy.

At first, she wanted to pretend to be fainted, but now, she was really about to faint!

"Why? Why is this happening? I want to see the prince!"

Song Shiyu cried and leaned on the maid, wanting to find the prince.

Mrs. Chang sneered, "If you misbehave and mess up the palace, you will be punished... If I were you, I would avoid the prince now and I would never dare to hit the head of the gun."

Song Shiyu's face turned pale...

He knows! The prince knows! how so? Why is this happening? !

Xiao Yuchen gave him one day.

Mrs. Chang asked Song Shiyu to finish moving in a long time.

Mrs. Chang specially chose the most remote and narrow courtyard in the palace for Song Shiyu to live.

"Aunt Song will not need so many servants in the future. In addition to dowries, the servants of the palace will voluntarily stay." Mrs. Chang said while standing in the yard.

When everyone saw this situation... what future could there be for following a concubine who had lost her power?

Moreover, Song Shiyu didn't have a good temper. She would get angry and hit and hit her at every turn.

Moreover, she had a petty spirit and rarely gave rewards, but she only gave three walnuts and two dates.

The servants of the palace bowed their heads and left Song Shiyu one by one, standing behind Mrs. Chang.

"You...you guys!" Song Shiyu's face showed no color at all, and her whole body was trembling.

"Feng shui is changing," Mrs. Chang said. "When Aunt Song first came to the palace, how could she be so domineering in front of the princess? Oh, it's not that she won't retaliate, the time has not come yet. Let's go!"

Mrs. Chang left the small courtyard with her servants.

"Miss! Miss..." Song Shiyu rolled her eyes and fainted.