Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

A hint of impatience flashed in Yu Li's eyes as she said, "Do you think just anyone can go to the princess's side?"

Zhuang Dali said, "General, if even Zhuang Cuiluo can go, why can't we? That wretched girl Zhuang Cuiluo is immoral and a useless brat. Unlike us two brothers, we are sure to serve the princess."

The disgust in Yu Li's eyes deepened, and he coldly said, "Get out!"

After speaking to the two of them, Yu Li looked ahead and ignored them.

A hint of shame and anger flashed in the eyes of both Zhuang Dali and Zhuang Dagang. Why, why could Zhuang Cuiluo ride in a carriage so comfortably?

In the past, they were the ones who enjoyed themselves while Zhuang Cuiluo served them. Now that the roles have reversed, they really can't accept it.

Zhuang Dali angrily said, "Zhuang Cuiluo, get down here! Don't you know who you are? You think you're worthy of riding in a carriage?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Cuiluo clenched her fists tightly.

Chong'er glared angrily, her eyes wide. She said, "Cuiluo, you are now the princess's person. Anyone who provokes you is provoking the princess. Speak up and have them whipped."

Zhuang Cuiluo hesitated and looked at Ying Yufu, as if seeking her opinion.

Ying Yufu nodded and said, "Those two people outside were being disobedient and disturbed this princess. They should be punished."

A glint flashed in Zhuang Cuiluo's eyes as she stood up and stepped out of the carriage.

When Zhuang Dali and Zhuang Dagang saw her come out, they looked smug. They sneered, knowing that this wretched girl, Zhuang Cuiluo, wouldn't dare disobey them.

Zhuang Cuiluo glanced at them and shouted, "How dare you two troublemakers disturb the princess! What is your punishment?"

"Guards, shut them up!"

"Zhuang Cuiluo, you—" Zhuang Dali pointed angrily at Zhuang Cuiluo in disbelief.

The Flying Tigers had already stepped forward, drawn their steel whips, and lashed Zhuang Dali and Zhuang Dagang with them.

Zhuang Dali and Zhuang Dagang screamed and lay on the ground for a long time without getting up.

"Hmph, you dare to be so arrogant in front of nobles. Your masters have only brought you along because you are citizens of Beixuan. If you continue to be ungrateful, you will be severely punished."

When Zhuang Dali and Zhuang Dagang saw that the group was really ignoring them, the two men grimaced and got up from the ground, a hint of fear flashing in their eyes.

The whippings on their bodies were excruciatingly painful. They knew that if these noblemen wanted to kill them, it would be easier than killing a chicken.

The two hesitated for a moment.

"Cousin, should we follow them?" Zhuang Dagang hesitated.

Zhuang Dali looked at Zhuang Cuiluo in the carriage, a hint of resentment and unwillingness flashing in his eyes.

Why is it that Zhuang Cuiluo, a lowly maid, can climb up to a noble person, while he, a male member of the Zhuang family, cannot?

From childhood to adulthood, Zhuang Cuiluo had always been at his beck and call. He was absolutely unwilling to let Zhuang Cuiluo leave them behind and live a good life.

"Go with it, why not? Zhuang Cuiluo can do it, why can't we?"

Zhuang Dali gritted his teeth and chased after him.

The two groups of people pointed and whispered among themselves.

Zhuang Cuiluo sat outside the carriage, her face full of complex emotions.

She savored the feeling from just now, and she actually ordered others to beat Zhuang Dali and Zhuang Dagang.

This was something she would never have dared to imagine before.

After a long silence, she suddenly laughed, turned around, crawled into the carriage, and sat respectfully opposite Ying Yufu.

"Princess, Cuiluo thanks you," she said softly.

"You are my person, so naturally you cannot be bullied by others. The journey is still long, so feel free to take revenge however you wish."

"Thank you, Princess!" Zhuang Cuiluo knelt down and kowtowed again.

……

February 26th.

Imperial City.

Meng Huaran and her family arrived in the capital city safely.

During their journey, they received a letter from Ming Zhiyuan informing them that Meng Wanli had escaped.

They wrote back to Akihara, but they never received another letter from him along the way.

At a post station twenty miles outside the imperial city, the Meng family's caravan stopped to rest and prepare to enter the city to meet the emperor.

Meng Dongying changed into a peach-pink brocade spring dress, with a peach blossom hairpin in her hair, looking bright and charming.

Meng Erfu alighted from the carriage, a smile on his face, and said, "Ying'er is truly as beautiful as a flower bud, sir, don't you think?"

Master Meng looked Meng Dongying up and down, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "The post station official said that the eldest son of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion would be waiting for us in the city."

Ying'er, you must make a good impression on the young master.

"I understand, Father." Meng Dongying smiled sweetly.