Ma'am, your vest fell off again

Chapter 218 Skimping on Winter Clothes
Not far away, Li Junhao looked coldly at the crying Fu Xuanrong, and asked sideways, "Is she burning paper money for that Xishu protégé?"

"Yes, Master Rong is a loving and righteous character."

"Oh, it's not that simple."

Xiaofeng was puzzled, "What is the meaning of this, my lord?"

"Before Chu Mohua's body was burned, I went to take a look. The flesh on his face has become unrecognizable due to scratching."

"My lord, it's very likely that the golden cicada escaped its shell?"

"It's not certain yet."

"Then if he really fled back to Xishu, wouldn't he become our Bei Ao's confidant in the future?"

Li Junhao snorted coldly, "Is Bei Ao's confidant still suffering from serious troubles? The emperor and the prince have to worry about these things, so you and I don't need to worry too much."

"That's right." The prince is just an idle person now, the emperor didn't even give him a real official position, so there is really no need to worry too much.

"Okay, go and tell her my condolences, the king has gone to court."

"Yes."

Fu Xuanrong cried for a long time, her eyes were swollen, and then she got up and went back to the yard.Both Lian Xin and Nanny Gao were distressed, they found an ice cube out of nowhere and put it on her eyes.

"Concubine Rong, after all, they are all irrelevant people, so don't make yourself sad."

"I know, it's just a bit of a sigh." Fu Xuan muttered a few words in a low voice, and then said in astonishment: "Mother Gao, what happened to the slap marks on your face? Who hit you?"

Nanny Gao turned her face away in embarrassment, "No one, I slapped mosquitoes too hard when I was tall."

"Don't lie to me, it was obviously beaten by someone else, isn't it Yujin?!"

"Master Rong, I'm really fine. As a slave, you should be punished for doing something wrong."

"You have worked as an errand in the mansion for so many years, and you have never had anything wrong, so why should you be punished? It is clear that the white lotus is looking for trouble!"

"I'm really fine. I'll be fine after two days. Don't make trouble with the princess because of this."

Fu Xuanrong patted the table with a "bang" and stood up, "The white lotus is too bullying, she only bullies because she sees you working by my side!"

Gao Momo quickly pushed her back, "Master Rong, you should calm down, now that the Generalissimo has gained power in the court, Princess Yujin is also following the wind, no one cares."

"That old bald donkey Yuheng!"

"Oh, my good master, you can't talk nonsense. If someone hears it and doesn't know how to chew your tongue, you'd better put your eyes on it and rest."

"Got it, got it." Fu Xuanrong waved her hand impatiently, then went back to lie down on the bed sullenly.

Since the dam in Yunmengze was rebuilt, Yuheng has taken most of the credit. She has been busy for a long time, and she really made wedding dresses for others.

Forget it, anyway, things are already like this, it's useless to think about it, she still hasten to find that secret edict for Yu Chimu is the most important thing.

In the blink of an eye, it was another three or five days, and the weather seemed to be getting colder. Counting the time, it was time for the maids to distribute winter clothes and charcoal fires.

But Fu Xuanrong waited with her fingers for a long time, but she still didn't receive anything in her yard, and even those servants who had been friends with her on weekdays were frozen.

"Master Rong, the princess has made it clear that she wants to show us off."

"That's right, the servants in other courtyards have received winter clothes, but we don't have any."

The maids couldn't help complaining to Fu Xuanrong, all of them had red noses from the cold.

Fu Xuan tolerated Yujin for a long time, but now she couldn't bear it anymore, "You guys stay here, I'll go meet that white lotus!"

A while later, Fu Xuanrong went to the main courtyard full of anger, and happened to see Yujin flipping through the ledger.

"Who am I? It turns out that my sister is here. Is there something wrong?"

"Sister, isn't it time to distribute winter clothes and charcoal fires? Why haven't the people in my yard received them for so long?!"

Yujin looked surprised, "Sister, are you kidding me? You were the one who told the lord earlier that those maidservants belong to you, so you should pay for the winter clothes and charcoal fire."

"Sister Wangfei's words are wrong. They should enjoy the same benefits when they are on errands in the palace. Besides, those winter clothes and charcoal fires are distributed in the mansion every year. If only those in your yard are distributed this year, other people will not be distributed. , I’m afraid it will provoke discussions from outsiders.”

"I always act according to the rules. I'm afraid that there will be no discussion. Sister, if you have time to gossip with me here, you might as well go to the shop outside and buy more fabric for them and come back to tailor new clothes."

Yujin has been angered by Fu Xuanrong a lot in the past two years, but most of it is because of fighting for favor.Now she finally figured it out, since the prince has made it clear that he is partial, then she will use her identity as mistress to overwhelm this bitch, and let her understand what is inferior!
Fu Xuanrong was annoyed, but she would not be so stupid as to confront Yujin head-on.

She stood there for a while with a smirk on her face, and suddenly said: "Sister Wangfei is determined not to distribute winter clothes?"

"My sister is serious. I still say that. I follow the rules."

"Okay, it's enough to have a sister, then I won't bother you, and I will leave."

Yujin didn't expect her to leave so easily, and was a little confused about the situation for a while.

How did this bitch become so talkative?

Partial hospital.

Seeing that Fu Xuanrong came back empty-handed, those maids were inevitably a little disappointed, "Master Rong, is the princess still unwilling to hand out the things?"

"Well, but don't worry, I will definitely let her deliver it to you in person in a short time!" Xiao Mian, playing tricks with her is a bit too tender.

Half a month later, the sky suddenly changed, the cold wind swept the bleak fallen leaves, and the frozen people couldn't help shrinking their necks.

On such a good day, Fu Xuanrong specially invited a large number of noble ladies, and enthusiastically taught them the latest Loulan dance introduced in Xiangju Building.

"Sisters, watch, the waist should be twisted backwards in this movement, the bigger the better!"

"Princess Rong, your waist is really soft. When will we be able to practice to this level?"

Fu Xuanrong wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said with a smile: "It will take a few months at most. There is no shortcut to this thing, you can only practice more. I saw that the posture you lowered your waist just now is much more beautiful than before, and you have improved. !"

The noble girl's cheeks were flushed from the praise, "I bow down every day in the mansion, and I never slack off in a single day."

"Okay! What I want is your persistent attitude. It's alright. You should be thirsty after practicing for so long. Sit down."

"Yes, thank you Princess Rong."

"Come here, serve tea!"

Not long after, a group of servant girls came up tremblingly, and the teacup shook like leaves falling in the wind, so frightened that the noble ladies retracted their legs for fear of being scalded.

(End of this chapter)