This is not a trivial matter, An Yiru looked at Shen Yuexi, she was still buried in her head, dirty, and she couldn't see any special clues.

"Seventh Master, do you want to keep her to be a subordinate in the house? The concubine was afraid that an unknown person would break the rules of the house. An Yiru said softly, but a pair of eyes stared at Shen Yuexi like an eagle, for fear that she would miss a detail.

What is it about this beggar that makes the Seventh Prince look at him differently.

"When will you come and inquire about this king's affairs?" Zhao Zheng said softly. There was displeasure in his voice.

An Yiru was shocked, and hurriedly lowered her head and said, "It's the concubine who is reckless, and the concubine is too worried about you, the seventh master." ”

Zhao Zheng stood there, speechless.

"The concubine retreated first." An Yiru is a discerning person, and after saying this, he went out.

As soon as she went out, the green tendons on her forehead almost burst out, for the sake of a mere beggar, the Seventh Prince did this to her, which made her feel a big fire in her heart, but there was nowhere to vent.

An Yiru walked fast, Gui's mother and Zhicui trotted behind her, and An Yiru stopped unexpectedly, and Zhicui accidentally bumped into An Yiru.

An Yiru turned around, and a slap slammed into Zhicui's face, "Bold minion, dare to rush into this concubine." ”

Zhicui didn't care about the hot pain in her cheeks, and knelt on the ground, "The slave knows that she is wrong, please forgive the princess." ”

"Kneel here for me to reflect." An Yiru threw down this sentence and flicked his sleeves and left.

Back in Ruyi Garden, An Yiru's anger is still unsubsidising, but he cares about his identity, it is not good to get angry at will, in case it reaches the ears of the Seventh Prince, it is not good after all.

An Yiru had to order someone to take out a pen and paper, study ink, and write, trying to calm her heart, but she failed to do so.

After writing a few words, An Yiru put down the brush, grabbed the paper on which she had written, and then crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground in a hurry.

Gui's mother has been by An Yiru's side for many years, and it is rare to see her so angry, she stepped forward to pick up the paper on the ground, but she didn't know how to persuade her.

"Mother Gui, you say, why can everyone else give birth to a child, but I can't?" An Yiru said this, and her heart ached.

"Who said you can't, you just haven't had the opportunity yet, why don't you go to the temple one day and ask someone to send Guanyin back to the house, chanting and bowing in the morning and evening, you will always be moved by the Bodhisattva." Gui's mother is dedicated to the sake of peace.

An Yiru thought about it, she had tried too many methods, but she had never invited a send-off Guanyin to return home, maybe this trick was really good.

People on the verge of despair will hold on to even a straw that stretches out.

So, he nodded, "Then let's go tomorrow, this matter should be sooner rather than later." ”

In the next room, Shen Yuexi still didn't speak, she had experienced nine deaths and a lifetime, and now she couldn't trust anyone. I don't want to face anyone like this.

Zhao Zheng didn't say anything, and stood quietly and looked at Shen Yuexi, extremely patient.

It wasn't until Zhou's mother, who had prepared bathing water, came in to report that the silence in the house was broken.

Zhao Zheng and Huineng left the next room, and Zhao Zheng called Steward Yang and asked him to send someone to clean out the Qianfu Courtyard, and after Shen Yuexi finished bathing, he moved to the new courtyard.

Steward Yang respectfully agreed, but he was surprised in his heart.

Qianfuyuan is located next to Tengchong Courtyard, which was originally supposed to be the residence of the princess, but Zhao Zheng was cold and did not like the vicinity of Tengchong Courtyard to be too lively, so An Yiru married into the palace and lived in Ruyi Garden, which was a little far away from Tengchong Courtyard. Senfukuin has been empty ever since.

Now, to live for a beggar? Steward Yang went down to order, and at the same time secretly thought in his heart, I am afraid that this mansion will be lively in the future.

Steward Yang ordered a few quick hands and feet, and took them to Qianfuyuan, thinking that if there was a shortcoming, it would be better to prepare anything from the warehouse, but he saw Zhicui who was punished for kneeling halfway.

It was cold, and Zhicui was wearing thin, and he was almost numb from the cold.

"Yo, how do you kneel here, you girl." Steward Yang saw it and hurriedly went up to ask.

Most of the housekeepers and maidservants in this mansion were selected by Steward Yang to enter the mansion, so he took good care of these subordinates in the mansion.

"I accidentally bumped into the princess......" Zhicui said resignedly, tears in her eyes.