I'm already a concubine, who wants to fight with you?

Chapter 4 Sent to the Farm
Xiao Shirong frowned.

She was a little confused about what Xie Fei was doing.

But what Xie Fei said was exactly what she wanted.

Since she was a child, she entered the palace with her family and saw how the queen managed the concubines in the harem and how she was so glorious, domineering and superior.

Those concubines were all of the highest honor. Even the ladies with royal titles had to pay homage to them according to etiquette when they met them.

But when the concubines were in front of the queen, they dared not even breathe a word.

From then on, Xiao Shirong secretly vowed that she must educate the many women in the harem like the queen who is the mother of the country.

She was originally going to marry the prince as his principal wife, but who knew that she would be rejected by the queen due to a careless move, and she became Pei Yuan's wife.

Pei Yuan's backyard was not peaceful either, with so many women competing for beauty, causing chaos.

But all along, the concubines had been well behaved under her and did not dare to overstep their authority in the slightest.

She also enjoyed the power in the harem. Nothing made her feel happier than having the power over the life and death of her concubines.

Until Xie Fei showed up halfway.

The emperor granted the marriage, and the legitimate daughter sent by the official family was no longer a rag doll that she could manipulate at will.

When Xiao Shirong thought about the existence of such a person in his house, he felt uneasy even in his dreams.

Fortunately, after she used a knife to kill someone else, Xie Fei finally asked to go to the manor.

Xiao Shirong raised her lips slightly and said, "You are willing to give Sister Fang a chance to live, which shows that you are kind-hearted. The Xie family really taught her well."

Xie Fei had stopped crying a long time ago, and said modestly: "No, no, the Xiao family in Fanyang is the most powerful one, raising you so generously and properly, and managing the backyard is even more handy. With you in the Pei Mansion, there is no need to worry about the future... You will definitely be successful?"

After showing off his eloquence, Xie Fei was sent to the farm.

Before getting on the carriage, Xiang Xiaoniang and the crying Fang Qinrou came to see him off.

Xie Fei only said a few polite words to Xiang Xiaoniang and ignored Fang Qinrou.

On the way to the outskirts of Beijing, Fu Yu was extremely angry.

"Miss, you are too kind! Xiao Shirong clearly used Fang Xiaoniang to threaten you, how did you fall for it?"

Is Fang Qinrou pitiful? Is it not pitiful that her father doesn't love her and her mother doesn't care about her, so she is forced to be a concubine?

When Fu Yu thought about the suffering she was about to endure in the deserted farm, she felt so heartbroken that tears welled up in her eyes.

Xie Fei was very happy, and said: "Although it is bitter and cold in the manor, it is many times more comfortable than the backyard of Pei Mansion where swords are flying and swords are flying."

As she spoke, she drew aside the curtain and looked out of the carriage.

This area outside Beijing is quite flat and vast, with rows of houses hidden under the bamboo forest, with red walls and green tiles, lined up one after another.

There are also large areas of yellow and green rice. When the breeze blows, the thousands of acres of fertile fields are swayed by spectacular "waves".

There are peddlers carrying loads on their shoulders, children running around with bamboo helicopters, women washing clothes by the stream, and farmers working in the fields.

Such a warm and ordinary daily life of farmers paints a picture of prosperity under the peace and prosperity of the country.

Xie Fei took a deep breath, as if he could smell the scent of earth and cooking smoke from the wind.

The vast world made her feel what it meant to be "free" for the first time.

No one knew that Xie Fei had traveled through time.

She was an orphan in the 21st century. She grew up with the support of social welfare institutions, graduated from medical school, and got a fairly good job.

But before she could get married and start a family, she was transported to the Dajing Dynasty due to a car accident.

What's even more tragic is that she was an unloved concubine's daughter who was locked up in the backyard and bullied by others.

For the past fifteen years, Xie Fei has lived a cautious life. Both his soul and body have been suppressed to the point of collapse by this cruel and ruthless era.

In the Xie family, she couldn't even step out of the house openly.

Every time she sneaked out, she was more nervous than a thief. Once caught, she would always be punished by kneeling and being put in solitary confinement, and even the maids around her would suffer.

When he came to Pei's house, he was controlled everywhere and felt humiliated and miserable.

But these days will soon be over.

In the evening, the carriage arrived at a remote village.

Fu Yu lifted the car curtain and helped Xie Fei get out.

Xie Fei was wearing a veiled hat, the gauze fluttering slightly in the wind.

The old lady and the head of the village, along with their servants, had all arrived and were bowing their heads to greet them.

Xie Fei gathered his sleeves and asked slowly, "Who is the manager of this manor?"

The old mother took a step forward, her attitude quite respectful.

"In reply to Miss Xie, I am Chen Liu, in charge of the internal affairs of this village. The one kneeling beside me is my eldest son, Chen Dafa, the head of this village."

Xie Fei nodded slightly and took another quick look at the farm.

It’s not big, but it’s tidy and clean everywhere. It must be well taken care of on a daily basis.

I thought Xiao Shirong would send her to a worse farm, but unexpectedly it turned out to be quite good.

Or is this the worst Zhuangzi in Pei Mansion?

He is truly a descendant of a royal family with a profound heritage.

As it was getting dark, Mother Liu took Xie Fei into the village first.

"Thank you, young lady. The news from your residence is urgent. We can only clean up one room. Please stay there. Tomorrow morning, I will ask Dalang to go shopping."

Xie Fei said, "Thank you, Mama Liu."

Mother Liu was flattered. "Of course not. Once you come to the manor, you are the master. We cannot neglect you."

Xie Fei listened and found it strange.

After traveling through time for fifteen years, this was the first time she was treated as a proper "master".

There are only three courtyards in this manor, and even the largest one is not as good as Songyueju where Xie Fei lives in Pei Mansion.

But there are few people, it is clean, and there are vegetables planted in the corners of the yard, which are as green as jade.

Xie Feiduo looked at it twice, and Mother Liu said embarrassedly: "Please don't be offended, my daughter-in-law planted it. If you don't like it, I will ask someone to pull it out."

Xie Fei blinked, "Why pull it out? I also like to grow vegetables. When I have time, I will ask your daughter-in-law for advice."

When she was in the Xie family, she lived in the most remote and narrow courtyard, crowded together with the servants.

There was no corner that belonged to him, not even a piece of land to grow vegetables.

Now, as long as Xiao Shirong doesn't cause any more trouble, she can live very comfortably in this place.

When they arrived outside the wing room, a pregnant woman came out holding the door frame.

Her facial features were attractive, but she was pale and thin, with limbs as thin as bamboo poles and a protruding belly, which looked very unbalanced.

When she saw Xie Fei, the woman was at a loss for what to do and hesitated, not knowing how to greet him.

Mother Liu asked calmly, "Is my little sister's room tidied?"

The woman twisted the corner of her clothes and nodded helplessly.

Mother Liu said to Xie Fei, "This is my good-for-nothing eldest daughter-in-law. She is timid and shy. If she offends you, feel free to scold her."

The woman also said timidly: "I have met you, young lady."

(End of this chapter)