Chapter Eighty-Five: Xiaorui
The elegant sandalwood fragrance of the Four Princes' Mansion lingers throughout the room, and specks of fine moonlight shine through the hollowed-out carved windows.
A guqin stands in the corner, and a bronze mirror stands on a delicately carved dresser.
Looking inside, you will see a pink curtain, and on top of the bed is a tassel that sways gently in the wind.
The intricate and gorgeous clouds of silk spread out on the bed like the color of water, and the room was so fresh and relaxed.
However, what is not commensurate with this scene is that there is a little maid kneeling in the middle of this room, and I saw her face showing fear, and said tremblingly, "Miss, the prince said that he is not here today, let Miss go to bed early." β
After Xiaorui finished speaking, she lowered her head and didn't dare to say a word.
The corners of Lin Ningyao's lips curved into a cold arc and asked, "Is the prince at the princess?" β
Xiaorui's body almost trembled up and down, and she trembled, "The princess is drunk, and the prince wants to stay there to serve." β
Lin Ningyao's face changed, very gloomy, let out a scream, suddenly grabbed the pillow, and smashed it into the vase on the low stool, bang-the vase was smashed to pieces, shattered into pieces, Lin Ningyao's eyes were full of strong jealousy, and resentment - Xiaorui saw this, her face turned pale in an instant, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"Miss, anger hurts youβ"
Rui tried to reassure.
Lin Ningyao turned her face sideways, looking at the porcelain vase broken into pieces on the ground expressionlessly, the moonlight refracted through the window, reflecting her eyes, with some cold hatred.
Damn Lin Wanqi, why, why were all the good things taken away by you since I was a child?
Why are you the one who went to the palace for the celebration?
Obviously you don't know anything, why would the prince rather let you be embarrassed than let me show my piano skills?
Why does the prince still call your name in his sleep?
Lin Wanqi, do you know that he is also my husband?
Why do you dominate him even in your dreams?
I hate you, and I hate your mother.
She even sent a maid to spy on me when I got married!
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Do you think you mother and daughter can still control me?
I'm already married, do you think I still need to look at your face to live, and raise your snort?
It is often said that it depends on the owner to beat the dog, but today I want to see if I can beat you dogs.
Even if I do fight, what can you do to me?
Thinking about it like this, the smile on the corner of Lin Ningyao's lips became colder and colder, and Xiaorui was in a cold sweat.
"Xiaorui, did you just say that the prince is serving the princess?"
Lin Ningyao asked with a sneer.
Xiao Rui didn't know and nodded slightly.
"Huhβ"
Lin Ningyao's smile deepened, and she actually got up and walked over and touched Xiaorui's head and said, "Xiaorui, do you know the truth of male superiority and female inferiority? β
Xiao Rui hung her head, and her voice was almost twice as small as before, "The slave knows. β
"But you just said that the prince is serving the princess, do you think such a statement is appropriate?"
Xiaorui was stunned, and her mind went blank.
"Xiaoruiβ"
Lin Ningyao asked knowingly, "How long have you been with me?" β
Xiao Rui swallowed her saliva, her face stiffened, and replied, "After Miss Cong got married, the slave maid followed Miss. β
"Oh? So you've been with me for so long. β
Lin Ningyao pretended to be surprised, and then said, "I really should thank the eldest princess for being willing to give you to me!" β
Xiao Rui was stunned when she heard this, but Lin Ningyao's eyes quietly smiled, and she said word by word, "In that case, I should also teach you the rules of serving me." β