The Princess Consort Kang was also reluctant to let Bai Zhi’er be bored inside the room with her.
Bai Zhi’er, extrely obedient, imdiately said: "Third Aunt, you go and rest!"
"I know where Third Brother’s room is, I’ll go find him to play."
The Princess Consort Kang, hearing her being so sensible, felt even more tender-hearted.
She was feeling quite unwell, so she no longer forced herself to hold on.
"Qing Lan, take the Princess to Yaoyu Courtyard for ."
"Yes," responded the senior maid who had just spoken.
With that, the Princess Consort Kang was assisted by maids to return to her room.
Bai Zhi’er fluttered her big eyes, watching her back.
The little one could tell that Third Aunt’s illness wasn’t severe!
The reason for the frequent pain was probably due to improper treatnt.
When there’s a chance, she would properly treat Third Aunt!
Qing Lan led Bai Zhi’er along the corridor.
Their path just happened to pass by the main kitchen.
Qing Lan stopped her steps, smiled, and said: "Since the Princess is here today, I’ll have the kitchen send over so pastries and tea. Please wait here for a mont, Princess."
Bai Zhi’er nodded, and Qing Lan entered the kitchen.
The little one was waiting obediently.
But suddenly, she heard Qing Lan shout loudly from the kitchen.
"Who gave you the courage to take the dicine ant for the Princess Consort off the stove?!"
Upon hearing this, Bai Zhi’er quickly walked over with her tiny feet.
Peeking her little head to see.
She saw that there were quite a few servants in the main kitchen.
So were cutting vegetables, others were cooking.
Qing Lan pointed at two maids brewing dicine: "Are you from Xuan Chun Courtyard?!"
The two maids exchanged a glance with not a hint of fear towards Qing Lan.
They only pretended to speak respectfully: "Sister Qing Lan, please don’t be angry. We’re making soup for Second Aunt."
Qing Lan grew angrier: "There are six stoves, and Xuan Chun Courtyard takes up four, yet you still took our Princess Consort’s dicine pot off the stove!"
"Do you not know that our Princess Consort has a headache and is waiting for her dicine?!"
The two maids feigned fear: "Sister Qing Lan, please calm down. We didn’t know it was for the Princess Consort."
"The main issue is that Prince drank too much last night and went to Xuan Chun Courtyard, telling our Second Aunt that he would take his al at her place today."
"So, Second Aunt instructed us early in the morning to prepare. We truly didn’t an to take the Princess Consort’s dicine off the stove!"
Qing Lan was so angry that she gritted her teeth, looking around.
Glaring at those servants who dared not speak but were watching the commotion.
"The Princess Consort usually treats you well, yet you all act like mutes and don’t remind them that this is the Princess Consort’s dicine!"
Several house servants defended themselves.
"Qing Lan, don’t be angry, we were all busy and didn’t notice. Just put the dicine back on the stove!"
Qing Lan, still furious, said: "The dicine’s potency has cooled, and you have delayed the Princess Consort’s treatnt. Wait until the Prince returns and see how he punishes you!"
At this point, a soft, tender voice interjected.
"Why wait for Third Uncle to return? Isn’t Third Aunt here? She’s having a headache now. To deal with unruly servants, Sister Qing Lan, as the head maid, you should enforce the family’s discipline imdiately!"
Everyone turned their heads to look.
They saw an adorably cute little child standing at the doorway.
A few imdiately recognized her!
They knelt on the ground: "The servants greet the Princess!"
The two maids were clearly new.
They exchanged glances and sensed trouble, hurriedly kneeling: "Greetings, Your Highness the Princess!"
These two maids had just been admitted to serve Second Aunt in the Imperial Mansion.
They were competing to be the most favored maid of Second Aunt.
They heard that the Princess Consort was not favored, and that the Prince mostly listened to Second Aunt.
But unexpectedly, as soon as they provoked the Princess Consort today.
They were caught red-handed by the Princess!
Qing Lan quickly said: "Your Highness, the mansion has no family law..."
"Hmm?" The little one blinked her innocent eyes: "There’s no standard without rules. Since there are none, today I’ll set a rule!"
She clapped her little hands: "Drag them out and give them a beating first!"
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