After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

Yang Yuerong felt extremely distressed, "Oh, why didn't you tell me earlier? I'll have someone send it to you tomorrow."

Nian Susu smiled sweetly, her voice became melodious, "Thank you, mother!"

Originally this scene was very warm, but it was broken by someone's sudden intrusion - Jingzhe rushed into the room in a hurry, holding a bowl of hot millet porridge in both hands, shouting: "Hot, hot, hot! Get out of the way!!!"

Nian Su Su: That’s bad.

Yang Yuerong couldn't stand such clumsy people, nor could she tolerate people who did things without rules, so she frowned in dissatisfaction.

Jingzhe rushed past Yang Yuerong.

"Who are you!" Yang Yuerong grabbed his arm, but because he was too fast, she was thrown backwards.

Fortunately, Nian Susu was quick-witted and grabbed her arm. She tilted her body and did not fall, while her other hand was still holding Jingzhe.

Jingzhe was also suddenly obstructed and had no time to react. His left foot tripped over his right foot and he pushed the bowl in his hand forward and threw it out.

With a crisp "clang" sound, the porridge spilled, and the white porcelain bowl spun several times on the soft carpet before finally turning upside down steadily.

Because Yang Yuerong was holding him, he didn't fall.

Three people looked at each other in a row.

"Oh, ah..." Jingzhe was a little embarrassed, his hands still holding the bowl.

Yang Yuerong was furious and yelled, "How shameful!"

Jingzhe quickly stood firm, shook off her hand, and took a few steps back.

Nian Susu gave him a look, moved his lips and said silently: Admit your mistake.

Yang Yuerong is not so easy to deal with. If Jingzhe offends her, it will be difficult for him to stay in the prime minister's mansion and work in the future.

Jingzhe was a stubborn person. He looked at Yang Yuerong warily and ignored Nian Susu's hint.

He looked nonchalant, "It's just a bowl of porridge spilled, I'll just clean it up."

Yang Yuerong became even angrier, and turned to ask Nian Susu in disbelief, "Is this someone from your courtyard?"

Nian Susu was neither nodding nor shaking his head.

Jing Qiu squatted down and cleaned up the mess, muttering, "Is there any need to get so angry..."

The porridge spilled on the blanket, which was really difficult to clean up. The rice soup was almost absorbed by it, and the soft and rotten rice was stuck on it. It was impossible to sweep it away or pick it up.

"Tsk." Jingzhe picked up the broken porcelain pieces and put them on the table, glancing helplessly at the dirty carpet, "Miss, let me clean it."

Yang Yuerong snorted coldly, "You don't need to come tomorrow, go to the housekeeper to pay your wages and leave."

Nian Su Su feels that something is wrong.

The war is about to start.

Jingzhe: "What do you mean?"

"Literally, the Prime Minister's Mansion doesn't need someone who can't even do such a small thing."

"You are fired."

Yang Yuerong's eyes were cold, and her dissatisfaction with Jingzhe was written all over her face.

"Heh..." Jingzhe said disdainfully, "Madam, I am not your family's servant. Please don't order me to do things in such a condescending manner."

Yang Yuerong choked and looked back at Nian Susu, her eyes full of confusion, "Who is he? Why is he in your yard? Why did you bring a strange man back home? Have you forgotten the principles your parents taught you?"

Nian Susu laughed awkwardly and thought to himself: Oh no, I'm the one who's going to die this time.

Yang Yuerong would never tolerate her precious daughter being desecrated, even if that person was Nian Susu himself.

She blurted out: "Things are not what you think! Mom, listen to my explanation!"

Yang Yuerong took a deep breath and suppressed her anger, "Okay, I'll listen to your explanation, go ahead."

Nian Susu: Ah?

Shouldn't he say: I don't want to hear it, and then slam the door and walk out? That's how the script plays out.

Nian Susu was filled with resentment and glared at Jingzhe. It was something that could be solved by admitting the mistake, but it had to get to this point! In the end, she had to clean up the mess.

Jingzhe blinked his innocent eyes and shrugged.

In order to get Jingzhe to stay, Nian Susu had to tell a little lie, "Mom, he is my savior. I felt sorry for him because he was homeless, so I took him back to the East Wing first."

"Really?" Yang Yuerong obviously didn't believe it.

"Gu." She patted her chest and assured, "If you don't believe me, go ask Miss Li. She was with me at the time. We ran into a drunk scoundrel while shopping, and it was this guy who saved us."

If Li Yaoyuan could testify, Yang Yuerong would be able to believe her more.

She knew that her daughter was good friends with Li Zhiyi's daughter Li Yaoyuan, and they often went out together, and that the girl from the Li family was a good girl who kept to herself. So every time Nian Susu said she wanted to go out with the girl from the Li family, she didn't stop him.

But when did the two of them get entangled with this lecher, and the mother was unaware of it?

As Jingzhe listened, the corners of his mouth curled higher and higher, and his naughty expression made people want to beat him up.

Nian Susu gave him a murderous look, scaring him so much that he dared not show any emotion anymore.

Yang Yuerong looked at Jingzhe, who looked sloppy and ragged, and looked like a drunken scoundrel no matter how she looked at him.

After some thought, she believed it for the time being.

"Since you saved my daughter, my family should be grateful to you." Yang Yuerong acted like a mistress, generous and open-minded. "Tell me, what reward do you want? Silver or land?"

Nian Susu held his forehead and smiled bitterly: Mom, you are so annoying.

Jingzhe had been bullied by local tyrants, and what he hated the most were rich people. Yet Yang Yuerong was so condescending as to use money to humiliate him.

Both of them hit each other's weak spots accurately.

A sarcastic smile flashed across Jingzhe's face. He leaned against the shelf behind him and said lightly, "I don't want any money or land."

He looked at Yang Yuerong and said word by word: "I want to follow Miss Nian."

This was a critical blow to Yang Yuerong.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" She waved her hand and turned away, leaving no room for negotiation.

Jingzhe was still provoking her, "The eldest lady has taken me back to her courtyard. Madam, do you think it is possible?"

Yang Yuerong's face immediately turned dark.

Nian Susu really wanted to give him a mute medicine. They quarreled, and she was the one who got hurt?

She held Yang Yuerong's arm and explained gently, "Mother, no matter what, he saved my life. If I don't repay him, it will ruin the reputation of our Xiangfu."

“Besides, I only left him in the East Wing to do some odd jobs, and I wouldn’t let him come to the front yard normally.

If a murderer sneaks into the Prime Minister's residence again like last time, there will be someone around who can protect me, right?"

Thinking of the desperado who specifically targeted young ladies from wealthy families, Yang Yuerong still felt a lingering fear.

She patted the back of Nian Susu's hand and said, "If you are afraid, I will ask your father to buy some guards to protect you."

The implication is that he still doesn't want Jingzhe to stay.

"No, no!" Nian Susu shook his head like a rattle, "We don't know whether the person outside is a human or a ghost. If it's a bad guy, wouldn't it be like inviting a wolf into the house?"

Yang Yuerong was frowning, this was also a problem.

After Nian Susu's eloquent persuasion, Yang Yuerong finally agreed to let Jingzhe stay.