My Lady is well

When Jing Ruzhang finished his disaster relief work and returned to the inn, it was already late at night.

There was a dim light in his eyes. The robe with golden python pattern showed off his slender figure. His hair was tied up with a jade crown. He looked dignified and extraordinary.

Under the square inkstone on the elm desk, there was a moon-white silk handkerchief embroidered with the fine stamens of a crabapple tree.

The crabapple embroidery is so flexible and lifelike that you can almost smell the fragrance of the crabapple flowers wafting from it.

I was so busy these past few days that I had no time to take care of anything else.

As he calmed down, Jing Ruzhang's mind flashed with the image of the culprit from that day and night, blinking at him.

There was clearly no incense burning in the room, but I felt inexplicably irritated.

The prince who was revered by everyone in the dynasty was actually schemed against by an unknown woman.

What a bastard!

He raised his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and snorted angrily under his breath.

"Jiano."

Jiang Ye heard the voice and pushed the door open, then turned around and closed the door neatly. He clasped his fists respectfully and waited for instructions.

Jiang Ye has been with the prince since he was a child and has some understanding of his temper.

Over the years, there have always been maids in the Eastern Palace who have evil intentions and are willing to throw themselves into a flame.

No one was spared, and anyone who transgressed the rules was beaten to death.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, that girl is very resourceful!

When has His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ever suffered such a loss?

I secretly broke out in a cold sweat for her, thinking that she must have lost her life.

"Handker appears here, but is there any news about the person you were looking for?"

"Your Highness, this silk handkerchief is made of Chaoxia silk, a high-end new material unique to Shen's Silk Shop. It has not yet been sold to the public and is only provided to several concubines and young ladies of the Shen family."

Jing Ruzhang pursed his lips, his eyes fixed on the Begonia embroidered handkerchief, and his voice was as cold as ice.

"The Shen family? Humph, are you so impatient?"

He stretched out his bony fingers, lifted the handkerchief, his eyes sharp, with a smile on his face.

"The disaster relief work has come to an end. It's time for us to go to the Shen family."

After a month of continuous rain, the sky finally cleared up.

Shen Yueyao, who had gotten up lazily, was dressing herself in front of her dressing table. The beauty in the glass mirror had fair skin, cloud-like hair and a slender waist. She was pretty yet charming, and her pair of peach blossom eyes were extremely beautiful and aggressive.

Jin Er blushed and smiled sweetly: "Young lady, you are so pretty, no man in the world is worthy of you."

Shen Yueyao smiled faintly, a rare look.

If it were put into a storybook, it would be a disaster.

She did not follow the original plot and woke up to meet the male protagonist, thinking that she could change her fate.

She originally wanted to rely on the Shen family's wealth to become a wealthy woman, and in the future she would pick a handsome man of her dreams and invite him to marry into her family.

A life of peace and prosperity.

Just at this time, Jing Ruzhang came to the door.

The maid from the front hall walked into the room in small steps, lowered her brows and bowed to Shen Yueyao.

"Miss, the master wants you to go to the front hall."

Shen Yueyao's white fingertips slid across a row of bracelets on the dressing table. Agate, jadeite, gilt, Xiuyan jade, Hetian jade...

After seeing so many dazzling items, his eyes finally fell on a Dushan jade bracelet with a translucent and lustrous texture.

She casually picked up the beauty bracelet and put it on her snow-white wrist.

He smiled with satisfaction, turned around and asked, "Do you know what's going on?"

"The prince came and said that the young lady in the mansion had lost something and he wanted to return it to her personally. The master called all the young ladies to the front hall."

Shen Yueyao's smile froze on her face, she staggered and almost fell off the dressing stool.

Jin'er quickly held her and called out worriedly.

"Miss."

Shen Yueyao lowered her brows and her heart sank. Is there no way to escape after all?

"Is the eldest sister in the front hall?"

"Yes, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that the things were not lost by the young lady."

"..."

Shen Yueyao was stunned for a moment, her expression complicated and difficult to discern.

"I understand. You go down first."

Jing Ruzhang came to her house, could it be that he knew it was her?

How would he know?

Could it be that something was left at the crime scene?

Shen Yueyao grabbed Jin'er's arm and asked hurriedly.

"Did I lose anything when I came back that day?"

Jin'er lowered her head and tried hard to recall, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"A handkerchief, yes, a handkerchief. We got two pieces of Chaoxia brocade from our courtyard and made you a set of clothes. The remaining material was used to make three handkerchiefs, Miss... You often lose your handkerchiefs, so I didn't pay much attention to it..."

Even if she knew, it would be useless now. Jing Ruzhang had seen her that night, and she would be recognized as long as she went out.

She really wanted to destroy her face, but she was afraid of the pain.

She cast her gaze upon the huanghuali dressing table.

I thought to myself, try your best to save the dying horse.

Shen Yueyao picked up a fine brush and applied makeup and powder on her face.

Jin'er was puzzled. Didn't the young lady always want to marry the Crown Prince?

how come this...

Ever since the young lady came back from the inn, she has become a different person.

Jin'er stared at her face in a daze. Her face was still the same, but she felt something was wrong, and she couldn't put her finger on it.

Shen Yueyao looked at the unfamiliar face in the mirror and stood up.

"Let's go."

Jin'er's eyes were as big as copper bells, watching her in disbelief as she painted herself into a red and black skinned, pockmarked face full of freckles, like a sesame pancake.

"Miss, is this necessary?"

Shen Yueyao choked and gave instructions.

"Remember, when we get to the front hall later, if they ask where I was that night, just tell them as I said before that I was not feeling well and retired early."

Jin'er nodded solemnly.

"The servant knows."

Shen Yueyao covered her face with a veil, and wore a green skirt with scattered flowers. She walked around the winding corridor, restraining her usually heroic steps, and went to the front hall.

She is a girl from the boudoir, if people knew that she did such a despicable thing.

Not to mention her, even the entire Shen family can't hold their heads up high.

In addition to Shen Yong and Shen Yueyao, several aunts and sisters were also there. When they saw her coming, they all lowered their heads.

Shen Yueyao was born to Shen Yong's deceased wife. Among his many children, he doted on her the most, which made her develop an arrogant and domineering personality.

Once, a proud concubine sister contradicted her, so Shen Yueyao made her kneel in the snow for a day and a night. The doctor tried his best to save her life, but she got a cough and died within two years.

Shen Yong only reprimanded her a few words, but the concubine was the one who demanded Shen Yueyao to pay with her life.

Shen Yong was worried that she would really do something to hurt Shen Yueyao, so he sent her away.

Since then, her half brothers and half sisters in the family have been afraid of her and avoided her.

Even though I saw something strange on her face, I didn't dare say anything because of her temper.

Jing Ruzhang sat upright on the throne carved with auspicious beasts in the main seat, with an indifferent expression, and looked at Shen Yueyao coldly.

When Shen Yong saw her like this, he was shocked and stepped forward to ask anxiously.

"Yao'er, what's wrong with your face?"

"My daughter went to a rouge shop yesterday, and they actually tricked me with low-quality rouge. I woke up like this this morning."

"What rouge shop are you from, you bastard? Dad will help you vent your anger."

"No, I've already smashed his shop."

"..."

Shen Yong knew that she was spoiled, but he could do nothing about her. When he thought that his deceased wife only left behind such a daughter, he could only sigh and hurriedly pulled her to Jing Ruzhang.

"Yao'er, I haven't met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince yet."

Shen Yueyao raised her eyes and met Jing Ruzhang's dark eyes, which were like a cold pond that was about to drown her.

Jing Ruzhang was very handsome, with clear breeze and bright moon, and noble eyebrows and eyes.

The original author described him as: Standing like a delicate orchid and a jade tree, his smile is like the bright moon in one's arms.

Shen Yueyao didn't remember him ever smiling. In her eyes, he looked more like a "cold-faced demon" who came to take her life.

She tried hard to keep her face calm, frowned, and bowed slightly.

Thinking of the voice he had heard that night, he deliberately lowered his voice.

"My daughter Shen Yueyao pays respect to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Jing Ruzhang looked at her quietly, a sneer appeared on his thin lips, he stood up solemnly and walked towards her.

She took out a silk handkerchief from her dark gold-threaded cuffs, and the soft breeze blew the bright red crabapple blossoms gently in front of Shen Yueyao's eyes.

"Is this the Third Miss's thing?"

His voice was mellow and majestic, and Shen Yueyao's heart trembled when she heard it, and she lowered her head half an inch.

"No, it's not."

Shen Yueyao subconsciously denied it.