They are all concubines, so of course they choose the future emperor.

It was already evening. In the Wutong courtyard, Jiang Wanyue and the maids were eating from hotpot, and the scene was very lively.

The maids were usually busy with work and rarely had such happy and relaxing moments. Especially after drinking two glasses of wine, they completely let go, laughing and shouting, and Xing'er even started singing.

Jiang Wanyue held the mutton soup in her hands, looked at the scene with a smile, and expressed her feelings to Xiuchun.

"Is it like when we were kids?"

Although the Jiang family is a large family, the rules in the backyard are not that strict, especially since there are only two girls in the family, Jiang Wanyue and her sister, and both of them are pampered.

Of course, rules and etiquette need to be learned, but they are for external parties. People at home are actually very casual.

Xiuchun nodded: "Miss, you said that! Last year, on the second young lady's birthday, you insisted on coaxing her to drink. As a result, the second young lady got drunk and insisted on climbing a tree to pick flowers for you. She almost fell from the tree."

"How would I know my little sister can drink so little? Just one glass!"

Jiang Wanyue looked innocent.

Xiuchun looked into her eyes.

"You obviously did it on purpose."

Jiang Wanyue giggled and came close to Xiuchun: "Oh! As expected, nothing can be hidden from Xiuchun. Who told me to be too old-fashioned? I have the same personality as my grandfather. I don't like to play and I like to read books until my eyes are almost blind. I just want her to feel what it means to relax."

Xiuchun was speechless.

"Madam is right. You and the Second Miss were born wrong. How can there be an elder sister like you?"

"Who says the eldest sister has to be mature and steady? Isn't it good for me to be like this? My little sister likes me the most."

Jiang Wanyue raised her eyebrows and smiled wantonly.

Xiuchun was stunned for a moment.

Thinking of the lady from the past and looking at the lady from now, Xiuchun felt even sadder.

The young lady used to be such a playful and playful person, living such a carefree and happy life, but now she has become a concubine. She has to pay her respects to the mistress every day, suppress herself, and condescend to please the prince.

I don’t know if the master will regret it after knowing this?

Xiuchun was in a daze.

Jiang Wanyue secretly replaced the mutton soup with a wine glass while she was not paying attention.

This wine was made with chrysanthemums in the autumn, and there was a small jar left. It seemed inappropriate to drink it now, but I couldn't care less.

After drinking a glass, it tasted sweet with a slightly strong smell of alcohol. Jiang Wanyue took a sip.

"The wine has become stronger, no wonder Xing'er and the others are drunk!"

She drank three more cups in a row until Xiuchun glared at her, then she reluctantly put them down, stood up and clapped her hands.

"Okay! We've almost finished eating, let's take a rest!"

Several maids came to their senses a little and hurriedly bowed and left.

Seeing that they were all staggering as they walked, Jiang Wanyue did not ask them to clean up. Instead, she asked Xiuchun to find a maid to come over, stuffed some silver coins in her mouth, and asked her to help clean up. She also gave them some hot water.

Xiuchun and the maid settled Xing'er and Mi'er down, and returned to the main room, where they saw their young lady lying on the couch, holding a small jar of wine in her arms, smiling foolishly.

Xiuchun was overwhelmed and immediately stepped forward to pick up the jar of wine.

"All empty? My lady, have you drunk it all?"

She was speechless, shook her head, and went to get hot water for the lady to wash her face.

Just after wiping her face, Jiang Wanyue suddenly hugged her waist.

"Xiuchun... I am sorry for you. You have to suffer with me, live in fear, and be bullied."

As soon as she said this, she started to sob.

Xiuchun's heart softened.

"Miss, Xiuchun is not afraid. As long as I can always be with you, Xiuchun is not afraid of anything."

Jiang Wanyue seemed not to hear it, and continued to mumble what was in her heart.

"I originally wanted to find you a good marriage after the big things were settled. Since you like the scholars in the opera, we can choose from the new scholars. There will always be one you like. But now... you are one year older than me! What should I do in the future?"

"Why don't you wait until you get home and let me marry you... No, no, I'm as dumb as a pig and I'm not worthy of our Xiuchun. My elder brothers are all married, and my nephew is too young..."

Xiuchun didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she listened to her words becoming more and more outrageous.

"Miss, you are drunk. Can I help you to the bed?"

She helped Jiang Wanyue stand up.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wanyue almost tripped over the bench under her feet.

Xiuchun hurriedly comforted him: "Don't be afraid, young lady, it's just a stool, I'll help you!"

Suddenly, Jiang Wanyue raised her head.

"I'm not afraid! What is there to be afraid of? I've died once before! Lin Shuyan... Wei Lingfei... Li Jian..."

She gritted her teeth and spat out the names one by one, her eyes were extremely red, as if filled with hatred.

Xiuchun's heart skipped a beat, her face changed, and she hurriedly covered her mouth.

Fortunately, after saying these words, Jiang Wanyue fell silent again.

Xiuchun helped her to the bed, took off her clothes, shoes and socks, and covered her with a quilt. Looking at the young lady with a frown on her face while she was sleeping, Xiuchun was filled with doubts.

What on earth happened to the young lady during the two months I was away?