My Lady is well

Shen Yueyao leaned on the beauty chair, her skin was as white as jade, without any makeup, plain and elegant.

She has a graceful figure and a very romantic look.

The moonlight poured down, kissing her white porcelain face, coating her with a layer of soft light, as if a pearl was haloed.

She looked out the lattice window, thinking about her next plan.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and my long eyelashes fluttered quickly a few times, and my thoughts were scattered in the wind.

Jin'er led four palace maids in, carrying a black-glazed cup filled with freshly brewed Rain-previous Longjing tea and placed it in front of Shen Yueyao.

The four of them knelt in front of Shen Yueyao and reported their names one by one. They lowered their heads and waited for her to lecture them.

Spring breeze, summer night, autumn chrysanthemum, winter snow.

Shen Yueyao knew that although they called her "Master", no one knew who their real master was.

She took the teacup, took a sip, and placed it on the small rosewood table beside her. She frowned and her tone was emotionless, making it hard to understand.

"Since you are working in Liu Feng Xuan in the future, if you do your job well, I will not treat you unfairly. Jin'er, take a look at the reward."

Jin'er bowed with a smile, took out a few bags of reward money, and each person took one bag.

Several people looked at each other, this master was really easy to serve.

I thought he would be reprimanded like other masters in the palace, but I didn't expect that he would come to collect reward money.

There were at least fifty taels of silver in the heavy indigo purse.

At last I met a master who is both stupid and rich, and I was very happy.

Immediately someone came out to flatter and show their loyalty.

"Thank you, Master. Being able to serve you is a blessing that I have earned through many lifetimes. Master, if you say so, I will do it even if it means death."

Shen Yueyao frowned slightly, curled her lips lightly, fiddled with the teacup on the small table, and said nonchalantly.

"However, if I find someone in Liufengxuan with his mind elsewhere, don't blame me for being rude."

She said this neither lightly nor heavily, but several people could sense the pressure from her.

Qiuju's eyebrows flickered slightly. This master didn't seem like a completely stupid and rich fool. He soon kowtowed along with the people around him.

"The slaves dare not."

Shen Yueyao took in all her little thoughts and said calmly.

"Go down."

Shen Yueyao tilted her head and glanced at the corner of the door, as if thinking about something.

"Jin'er, arrange for Xia Ye and Dong Xue to serve in the bedroom, and keep the other two away."

Jin'er nodded, not quite understanding. Although she had doubts in her heart, she would do whatever her master said.

The palace maid came in and lit the lamp. The soft candlelight flickered slightly, and the hibiscus gauze curtain was blown gently by the breeze, revealing fine lines.

There were coral peaches placed on the rosewood table in front of Yunli's window. The peach blossoms were in full bloom, and the faint scent of agarwood wrapped in the fragrance of flowers filled the entire room.

After all, the one who can change her destiny is that man.

She has been living in Liufengxuan for almost two months and has never seen Jing Ruzhang.

If necessary, we have to use some tricks on him.

Shen Yueyao was lost in thought when a face as cold as frost and snow appeared before her eyes, with a hint of arrogance between her brows.

Before she could react, Jin'er took the initiative and pulled her sleeve.

Shen Yueyao paused for a moment, pulling back her thoughts. Why was he here? Jing Ruzhang felt a little strange when he saw her again at this time. In a sense, this was the first time he officially met her.

She has cloud-like hair and a slender waist, and is both beautiful and charming. When she takes off her heavy makeup, she has a unique charm.

But when I think about what she did, it's like taking a branding iron and branding the word "scheming" into my heart.

Shen Yueyao stood up, suppressed her panic, straightened her back, and bowed stiffly.

"I have met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Jing Ruzhang didn't say anything. He looked up and glanced at her bedroom. It was different from other places. It was so plain that it didn't look like a woman's boudoir.

His cold eyes fell on the peach blossoms inserted by the wooden window.

He snorted almost inaudibly, glanced at her lightly, and walked straight to the window.

Shen Yueyao's dark and lively eyes turned slightly, motioning Jin'er to look at the tea.

She wasn't sure what Jing Ruzhang meant.

My feet were numb, but I didn't hear him say "get up".

She gritted her teeth and endured for a moment, but still heard no sound.

Unable to bear it any longer, he stood up and turned around to see Jing Ruzhan picking up the teacup slowly and without haste.

There were emotions in his deep eyes that she couldn't understand, and his brows were furrowed inaudibly.

"Bold."

The voice was cool but not angry.

Shen Yueyao frowned slightly and knelt down.

"Your Highness, please forgive me."

"Forgive me? Forgive me for which sin?"

Shen Yueyao's mind turned, and she immediately realized that he was here to call her to task.

Shen Yueyao pressed her fingertips against the soft palm of his hand and pinched it hard. Her eyes were filled with tears. She raised her peach blossom eyes and looked at him pitifully.

"Your Highness, I know I was wrong."

Jing Ruzhang stared at the blooming peach blossoms, not knowing what he was thinking about, his brows slightly furrowed.

There was a hint of sarcasm in the cold voice.

"Oh? What's wrong?"

"I was bewitched at first, I hope the Crown Prince will be magnanimous and forgive me."

Jing Ruzhang looked into her misty eyes, not knowing whether it was an illusion or not, but there was a hint of pride in those watery pupils.

Such emotions should not appear in this woman's eyes. How can a person who wears shame on the soles of her shoes have pride?

He pulled the corners of his lips slightly, but there was not much smile on his face.

"Bewitched? Do you think that with the word 'bewitched' I will forget the humiliation I suffered that day?"

Shen Yueyao lowered her long eyelashes like a flower fan, her hands tightly grasped the hem of her skirt, and her heart was pounding violently.

A writer once said that women's tears are a weapon against men.

She decided to give it a try.

The slender fingers hidden in Yun's sleeves curled slightly, and she was afraid when she thought of the scene in her dream.

Her nails dug into his flesh, her eyes sparkled with tears as she looked at him pitifully.

"I really know I was wrong. It was because I was confused at the time that I did such a ridiculous thing. I hope Your Highness the Crown Prince will forgive me."

Jing Ruzhang saw that she looked pitiful and begged for mercy in a soft voice, but he didn't believe a word she said.

She wants to act, right?

Accompany her.

He picked a peach blossom in his hand, crushed the petals with his fingertips, stared at the petals, and glanced at her with interest out of the corner of his eye.

"Really? What's wrong?"

Shen Yueyao's long eyelashes trembled slightly, giving her a hint of innocence that easily aroused people's sympathy.

"I shouldn't have been so lustful and done that to His Highness..."

He lifted his eyelids and stared at her indifferently, his deep eyes revealing a hint of danger.

"Lust-obsessed?"

Shen Yueyao's long eyelashes fluttered, and tears as big as beans fell on her creamy cheeks. I felt pity for her. Her snow-white breasts heaved and her voice was soft.

"...I...I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is handsome and extraordinary, so I had evil thoughts. I hope His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will forgive my mistakes."

Seeing how hard she was acting, I sneered in my heart.

How could she dare to use such bold words when she was obsessed with lust and had evil thoughts?

Shen Yueyao felt that it was not sincere enough, so she added another sentence.

"...I really like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

He lowered his eyes, and the candlelight was reflected in his dark pupils, reflecting her delicate and soft appearance, like a frightened young deer.

"how to prove?"

Proof? How?