Yao Ru was stunned, facing Yu Tingwan’s clear and bright eyes.
Yang Jingshu thought that her relationship with Yao Ru surpassed that between Yao Ru and Yu Tingwan.
After all, they were the true sisters-in-law.
The relationships among won tend to influence n’s decisions.
What if Wei Zhao works for the Second Prince?
Yang Jingshu took a deep breath, unable to allow Yu Tingwan to beco close with Yao Ru.
"General’s wife, what a joke, you’re not a Daoist after all..."
"First ti visiting, you said the feng shui of the Second Prince Mansion was bad, about to hit the wall, and brought so unknown prescriptions. It’s not that I don’t believe in your kind intentions, but dicine is three parts poison, you’ve offended us to so extent."
In their circle of nobility, saying that soone else’s feng shui is bad is taboo.
Especially when Yao Ru just had a son.
How could she be happy to hear that?
Yang Jingshu believed there was nothing wrong with her words.
Yu Tingwan showed no reaction.
Gu Wu’s face darkened.
"Why does my sister need you to point fingers at what she does?"
"Do you think she’s as scheming as you, always plotting?"
"Second Prince Consort."
Gu Wu looked at Yao Ru.
"My sister says your wall is bad, why not tear it down and see? After all, you genuinely have a destiny with petty people."
Those words...
Xun Zhu exchanged a glance with the nanny.
Originally unbelieving, but...
The mistress indeed has a lot of troublemakers.
The Second Prince is one.
The Seventh Princess is another.
The Queen Mother in the palace.
The Fifth Prince Consort...
There are indeed quite a few.
Could it be the mistress’s bad destiny wasn’t the cause... was it the wall being bad?
Gu Wu was about to say sothing when Yao Ru ca back to her senses, took the bags of dicine, turned gentle, and instructed without looking at the prescriptions: "Xun Zhu."
"Take them to be decocted."
Gu Wu nodded.
That’s more like it.
After all, sister took it to heart and personally went to the clinic to get them. She wanted to take them but didn’t have any.
Yang Jingshu: ???
No.
You really dare drink it.
The hearth first boiled, and the fragrance of the dicine wafted out.
In the main courtyard’s small kitchen, the pottery pot was bubbling, white smoke rose, and the bitter taste wafted in.
Yao Ru invited Yu Tingwan and her companions to sit in the courtyard pavilion and had the servants prepare tea and snacks.
Once Yu Tingwan sat down, she did not speak much.
Yao Ru, not a talkative person, also remained silent.
Gu Wu said nothing.
For a mont, the pavilion was deathly silent.
Yang Jingshu: ...
She didn’t understand why she was sitting here.
She didn’t know how long it had been.
Yu Tingwan slowly sat up straight: "Here they co."
Not long after, the Seventh Princess angrily ca over with a group of maids.
Her golden-sleeved gown dragged on the ground, her jewelry jingling, noble beyond compare. She was beautiful, her phoenix eyes full of arrogance, her golden hairpin swayed with her movents.
Before she reached the pavilion, her voice had already arrived.
"Those dog servants in the kitchen with no respect, dared to fault this princess. Was it the Imperial Sister-in-law who incited them?"
The Seventh Princess, Ying Changqiao, swiftly climbed a few stairs, standing besides Yao Ru, looking down at her seated form with one hand pressed on the stone table.
"If this princess is staying at Imperial Brother’s residence, if you’re uncomfortable, just say so. No need to use so lowly people to disgust others."
As she spoke, her chest heaved violently.
"The Imperial Sister-in-law only added a mber to the Royal Family, not a great accomplishnt, what’s there to be proud of."
This is her Imperial Brother’s house!
She could stay as long as she wanted.
Yao Ru was the outsider!
Ying Changqiao sneered: "Mother Consort didn’t favor you from the start, it was Imperial Brother who insisted on marrying you."
"If Imperial Brother wants to marry you, it’s a blessing you’ve earned over three lifetis!"
She laughed coldly.
"Did a maid from my side offend you, being treated like a criminal?"
Yao Ru remained calm, without a trace of annoyance. She put down her teacup, just about to speak.
Yu Tingwan chuckled.
"The grand Second Prince Consort in her own mansion, why behave like a child in front of her sister-in-law? Anyone who didn’t know might think the official wife brought in with an eight-carriage bridal sedan was living under soone else’s roof."
"If I recall correctly, there were quite a few people who wanted to marry the legitimate daughter of the Yao Family back then, even the Fifth Prince was eager to."
Yu Tingwan: "Why does it sound like the tone of the princess, as if the Second Prince Consort forced herself into your family?"
Who doesn’t know that back then Yao Ru didn’t want to marry and demanded death.
Ying Changqiao furrowed her brow and looked over.
In the end, not foolish, knew she couldn’t clash with the Duke Heshun Mansion, her anger subsided significantly.
"That’s none of Young Madam Wei’s concern."
"But it needs concern."
Yu Tingwan: "After all, I was the one who interrogated the princess’s maid."
"I thought at the ti that a thief had sneaked into the Prince Mansion. If I had known it was soone from the princess, never mind just peeping, even if she ca in with a knife and stabbed twice, I wouldn’t have dodged."
She gently told her: "But why is the princess losing her temper at the Second Prince Consort? Even if you want to bite, you must find the right one."
Not like a mad dog.
Seeing her dare to point at even the princess, Yang Jingshu was not surprised.
If she said she wasn’t jealous, it was impossible.
But Yu Tingwan’s position was obvious, even scolding the princess, or giving the princess a slap, there would be soone to support her.
She was pampered, and the predetermined Fourth Prince Consort.
But what of it?
The Fourth Prince is foolish and incompetent.
The Fifth Prince is indeed a favored child of heaven, but even the Fifth Prince Consort was reprimanded by Yu Tingwan last ti.
But Yang Jingshu was not convinced, holding the handkerchief tighter and tighter.
Soday, she would make the arrogant Yu Tingwan kneel before her.
"Hey."
Yu Tingwan at so point looked over.
She smiled slightly: "Cursing in your heart?"
"No, I just didn’t expect even the Seventh Princess to dare..."
Yu Tingwan seed not to hear, slowly interrupted: "Nothing wrong with admitting it, I won’t bla you. After all..."
"You only dare curse in your heart."
Won’t accomplish much.
Won’t last long either.
How could Yang Jingshu not hate?
She stood up, bowed to Ying Changqiao.
"Young Madam Wei... speaks most offensively, Seventh Princess, don’t be upset."
Yu Tingwan also stood up, with a good attitude, nodded: "People always say I have strong backing, always offending others."
"But Princess, you should be able to see I’m rather slow-tongued, but very kind. If I say sothing wrong, please don’t hold it against , Princess."
Claim to be slow-tongued when not seen, strong backing heard.
Ying Changqiao held her breath, unable to explode.
Once again played, no step to descend.
Yang Jingshu saw this, hurriedly provided a way out.
"Haven’t seen you in days, the princess looks better and better."
Ying Changqiao cald her breathing, liking complints too.
"Is that so?"
Ying Changqiao: "The face ointnt you sent last ti was great."
"If the princess likes it, I’ll bring so more next ti."
"That ointnt was crafted by a woman in my hotown, hand-made, so popular it’s often sold out."
This isn’t her exaggeration.
If it weren’t for her high status, she probably couldn’t grab one.
Yu Tingwan decided to hold her in higher regard.
"Is it really that good?"
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