kingnovel Chapter 1181 The Sickly Child Who Was Schemed Against 5
Chapter 1181 The Sickly Child Who Was Schemed Against 5
When Song Zhende came out of Jiang Chunxi's house, he looked at Liu Meier kneeling in the middle of the courtyard. His eyes were red with heartache, and his fists were clenched tightly as he tried his best to restrain himself.
Liu Meier shook her head slightly at him and gestured with her eyes for him to go inside quickly.
Song Zhende opened his lips slightly, then sighed helplessly and angrily before getting up and going back into the house.
Of course, his anger was directed at Jiang Chunxi, but his helplessness stemmed from his own powerlessness, watching helplessly as the woman he loved suffered this torment.
Just you wait, one day he will make that bitch Jiang Chunxi pay for what happened today.
When Jiang Chunxi woke up the next morning, Liu Meier was already waiting by her bedside.
"Mei'er, it's you," Jiang Chunxi said, placing her hand on Liu Mei'er's and letting her help her sit up. "You knelt outside for two hours last night. Why didn't you rest properly? Cai Tang and the others can take care of me. Why do you need to come in early in the morning to serve me?"
“Serving the Crown Princess is my blessing,” Liu Meier said with a smile. “I don’t want to let even a little bit of this blessing slip away. Besides, I’m thick-skinned. It was just kneeling outside for two hours last night. What’s that? I don’t need to take a break.”
She made it sound so easy, but only Liu Meier herself knew the suffering she endured kneeling for two hours. Her kneecaps were still very sore, and she could hardly walk.
"You! You're just being stubborn!" Cai Tang brought water for Jiang Chunxi to wash up and help her get ready. "Don't you even look at yourself? Your legs are still trembling slightly as you stand. How can you possibly serve the Princess Consort properly in this state?"
“Exactly,” Caiyu walked over with a willow twig for brushing teeth, “You! You should go and rest! It’s not like the Princess Consort can’t do without you serving her. I really don’t know what you’re trying to prove.”
After she finished speaking, Caiyu helped Jiang Chunxi brush her teeth.
That's how it was in ancient times; even brushing one's own teeth wasn't something the master had to do.
“Your Highness, I have prepared that bright red pleated skirt,” Caiyi said, bringing a set of clothes to Jiang Chunxi. “Will you wear this one later, or would you like to choose another one?”
Jiang Chunxi did not answer immediately. Instead, after being helped to brush her teeth by Caiyu, she took the handkerchief from Caitang and wiped her face. Then she looked at the clothes in Caiyi's hand and said, "This set is fine! It's more festive and will make my complexion look better."
"Oh! By the way, has the young master woken up yet?" Jiang Chunxi then looked at Liu Meier. "Meier, Caiyu and the others can take care of things here. Why don't you go and check on the young master?"
"Yes, this servant will go right away." Liu Meier endured the pain in her knees, bowed to Jiang Chunxi, and then limped outside.
“It must have been really tough on her,” Cai Tang said as she helped Jiang Chunxi to sit down at the dressing table. “Even with her leg limping like this, she still insisted on performing in front of you, Miss. With such a scheming attitude, it’s no wonder she’s a traitor.”
"Alright, hurry up and help Miss with her makeup!" Caiyu said as she walked over. "Otherwise, we might not make it in time to pay our respects."
“By the way, Miss,” Caiyu picked up a comb to help Jiang Chunxi comb her hair, “the Princess Consort of the City Prince’s Mansion wouldn’t be planning to hand over the entire management of the City Prince’s Mansion to you as soon as you entered the mansion, would she?”
"Ha! She wants to give it up, but that depends on whether I accept it or not," Jiang Chunxi picked up an earring, held it up to her ear in the mirror, and then handed it to Caiyi. "Wear these two!"
“This Prince Cheng’s mansion is probably already running a deficit. Seeing me marry into the family with a magnificent dowry, how could the Princess Cheng not covet my dowry? She must be eager to use my dowry to fill the deficit of the Prince Cheng’s mansion.”
In the original owner's previous life, on the very day of the tea ceremony, the Princess Consort of the City handed over the management of the mansion to the original owner. Therefore, until the original owner's death, the entire mansion of the City Prince was supported by the original owner's dowry.
Tsk tsk! Women! Once they get caught up in love, their brains are like they're covered by a sheet of paper. They're foolishly led by the nose and they're also incredibly good at self-pity.
The original owner was just like that, using her dowry to support the entire city prince's mansion. Not only did she not feel wronged at all, but she also felt a great sense of accomplishment.
Especially since her efforts were all seen by the man she loved, she was deeply moved.
"When it's time to serve tea, you guys should act according to the situation. After all, your young lady is going to make a big splash today." Jiang Chunxi revealed a calculating smile.
Meanwhile, on Song Zhende's side...
When Liu Meier arrived, there were already two maids in the room helping Song Zhende get dressed.
"Let me help the young master comb his hair!" Liu Meier said to the two maids. "You two hurry up and go outside to keep an eye on things. Tell those rough maids to be quick and efficient, so they don't hurt the peonies that the young master planted for his wife."
The original owner loved peonies, so in order to create the image of a devoted and good man, Song Zhende planted peonies all over the courtyard where the two would live after their marriage.
"Yes." The two maids immediately withdrew.
"Mei'er," as soon as the two maids left, Song Zhende immediately hugged Liu Mei'er and sat her down on his lap, his hand gently kneading her knees. "I saw you walking with a limp just now, and I think your knees must have suffered a lot. I wish I could take that pain for you."
Liu Meier's eyes quickly reddened: "Song Lang, it hurts. You have no idea how I endured it last night. That bitch Jiang Chunxi is really heartless. She actually made me kneel for two whole hours."
"Tell me, is that bitch doing this on purpose? Does she suspect something, so she's deliberately torturing me?"
“How is that possible?” Song Zhende frowned. “If that bitch suspected anything, she would never pretend to be nonchalant.”
“That’s true,” Liu Meier thought about it and agreed. “If that bitch really suspects us, she will definitely break off the engagement. Not only will she never marry into the Prince of Cheng’s mansion, but she will also definitely deal with me. She won’t allow me to live.”
"Could it be that she, that bitch, simply wanted to teach me a lesson, to make me watch my words in the future, and not say whatever I wanted to say, like she did in the Jiang family?"
“That’s definitely how it is,” Song Zhende said. “Mei’er, don’t worry. I will make you pay for the suffering you endured last night a thousand times over. One day, I will make that bitch Jiang Chunxi pay for the suffering you endured last night with her life.”
“You said it yourself,” Liu Meier said coquettishly, hugging Song Zhende’s neck with both hands. “You better not go back on your word. Don’t let the time come and you end up not being able to bear to part with that bitch Jiang Chunxi, having developed feelings for her and not being able to bring yourself to kill her.”