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

She quickly pulled Yang Yuerong to sit down, handed her a cup of tea, and inadvertently let her sleeves slip halfway down, revealing the red marks on her forearm.

She lowered her eyes for a while, and tears immediately welled up in her eyes.

"Mom, you have tea."

Yang Yuerong smiled with satisfaction, "It seems that you have learned the rules well. Your movements and manners are much better than before."

She lowered her head and raised the teacup, her eyes caught a glimpse of the red marks on Nian Susu's fair arms, and she paused.

Nian Susu laughed secretly: It looks like there is hope.

She was wearing a long-sleeved dress. Her arms, legs and other parts of her body were not exposed to the sun except her face. Any scars on her fair skin would be particularly obvious. It was impossible for Yang Yuerong not to see them.

To make the effect more realistic, her hand holding the tea trembled slightly.

"Lingling, what's wrong with the wound on your arm?" Yang Yuerong said in a heavy voice. She held her delicate wrist with her hand, and couldn't help but tremble.

Nian Susu slowly raised her eyes, her beautiful fox eyes were red, sparkling with spring water, and when she met Yang Yuerong's worried gaze, she trembled with fear, and looked away tremblingly, choking with sobs, "Mother, don't worry about me. Aunt Zhao only beat me so that I can learn faster and better. I know she did it for my own good..."

Yang Yuerong's pupils shrank and she slammed her fist on the table, "What?! Aunt Zhao dared to hit you!"

Her precious daughter, whom she was afraid would melt if she held her in her mouth and break if she held her in her hands, was beaten by a nanny!

Yang Yuerong was furious and immediately wanted to drag Nian Susu to settle the score with Zhao Ma.

Nian Susu refused, and sat on the chair without moving, saying softly, "Mother, Madam Zhao is the Queen's person. Even if she hits me, she has the Queen's support. How can we fight her?"

"Think about it. The Queen and Your Highness are not on good terms, and I am Your Highness's future Crown Princess. It is inevitable that she would target me. If you rush to arrest someone in such anger, won't it give her a chance to find something to hold against our Prime Minister's Mansion?"

After Nian Susu's analysis, Yang Yuerong calmed down. After careful consideration, she felt that her daughter was right and she could only swallow her anger for the time being.

She looked at Nian Susu with guilt, "Lingling, you have suffered a lot. It's your mother's fault. She watched others bully you but couldn't fight back..."

Nian Susu shook her head, "Mom, don't blame yourself. This is what a daughter should do. As long as it doesn't implicate Dad and Mom, I am willing to be beaten a thousand times."

Seeing how sensible she was, Yang Yuerong felt even more distressed and couldn't help but shed tears.

Mother and daughter hugged each other to comfort each other.

An hour later it was when Nian Susu returned to the east wing.

Nanny Zhao had set up a small couch on the inner corridor and was leisurely drinking tea and enjoying the breeze.

A mocking smile flashed across Nian Susu's face. Zhao Ma's good days would soon be over.

She went to put eye drops on Yang Yuerong today to let her know how much she had suffered. When she wants to do anything to Aunt Zhao in the future, Yang Yuerong will definitely support her with all her strength.

Nanny Zhao is the Queen's person, and Yang Yuerong cannot touch her, otherwise it will escalate into a conflict between the Prime Minister's Mansion and Zhongcui Palace. So the words she said to Yang Yuerong were not all false, but she was really considering the Prime Minister's Mansion.

As for how to deal with Nanny Zhao in the next month, she hasn't figured it out yet, but if she can deal with Yang Yuerong, she will be halfway successful.

When Aunt Zhao saw her, she immediately put on airs, sat up, and said in a sarcastic tone, "Miss Nian is finally back. I've been waiting for so long."

It sounded as if Nian Susu deliberately delayed the class for a long time to avoid it. Although she did have this little thought, she would never admit it.

Nian Susu walked slowly to the inner corridor, pulled up his sleeves to show her the scars, and said aggrievedly: "I didn't delay so long on purpose. It was mother who saw the wounds on my body and felt so distressed that she insisted on asking a doctor to come. After checking to make sure there would be no scars, she applied medicine before she let me go back."

Zhao Mama looked flustered, "I... I'm doing this for your own good. This is how I taught the Queen the rules before. But you're so pretentious, I can't stand it."

Nian Susu looked innocent and said, "I didn't say anything, why are you panicking?"

Nanny Zhao knew she was in the wrong, so she let her continue practicing with a sullen face, but she didn't dare to hit her with the ruler again that day.

After a day of classes, Nian Susu returned to his room and clearly found that his room had been ransacked.

The bottles and jars in the medicine cabinet were messy and chaotic, but she was used to it and knew where everything was placed. If someone moved something, she would find it immediately.

The first person that Nian Susu thought of was Madam Zhao.

She went to check the place where she had hidden the letter today, and sure enough, it was empty.

Nian Susu was furious, but calmed down very quickly. Nanny Zhao actually dared to take her things, which had touched her bottom line. She originally wanted to go to Yang Yuerong to get a preventive shot first, and then she would slowly take revenge on Nanny Zhao. But now it seems that the East Wing can no longer accommodate her for a moment.

If that letter were to be delivered to the Queen, the consequences would be disastrous.

Nian Susu immediately called Jingzhe and Zhihua, and the three of them broke into the west room, frightening Zhao Ma Ma out of her wits.

If she could still handle the two little girls, she immediately became obedient when she saw Jingzhe holding a knife with murderous intent.

"Miss Nian, why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night?" Madam Zhao smiled stiffly, her eyes fixed on the knife in Jingzhe's hand.

Nian Susu said coldly: "Where are my things? Give them back to me."

"What?" Aunt Zhao denied it flatly. "I don't know what you are talking about."

Nian Susu glanced at her, his murderous intent was no weaker than that bloodthirsty knife. She gritted her teeth and said, "I'll say it one last time, give me back my things."

Jingzhe swung his sword, and the tip of the sword passed in front of Zhao Ma's eyes. The sharp sword energy frightened her so much that she fell onto the couch.

"Either return what you stole, or..." Jingzhe looked at the knife in his hand with an evil smile and slowly turned it a few times, "Leave the hand that stole the things with."

How could Nanny Zhao dare to resist? She crawled back and forth to return the letter to Zhihua.

"Hmph!" Zhihua snatched the letter and spat at her: "If you dare to steal again, I'll chop off both of your hands!"

Zhihua had been tolerating Madam Zhao for a long time. This was a rare opportunity for her to take advantage of the power of another, so she took this opportunity to curse her a few more times.

Aunt Zhao didn't dare to say a word.

Nian Susu took the letter back and left with his men.

If Madam Zhao were pardoned, she would lock the door.

Jingzhe was unwilling to give in, "Miss, do you really not need to chop off one of that old witch's hands?"

Zhihua agreed: "Yes, Miss, Aunt Zhao bullies you so much every day, and today she even stole something, why don't you teach her a lesson?"

Nian Susu held the envelope in his hand and shook his head, "We can't make a big deal out of this."