The passers-by are vicious

Seeing Rong Cheng's expression was calm, Jiang Wanwan continued, "If I don't punish her today, the servants will just think I'm just a decoration."

"How can I still stay in the mansion?"

"Husband, can you understand my helplessness?" Jiang Wanwan wiped her eyes lightly and looked at Rong Cheng expectantly.

Rong Cheng couldn't bear to see her looking so aggrieved, so he put his hand on her leg and comforted her softly, "Since I married you, the affairs of the harem should naturally be handled by you."

Rong Cheng then had the housekeeper called over again: "From now on, you don't need to ask me for such matters. Just follow Madam's instructions."

The official did not expect that the new wife was so capable. She gained the power of housekeeper just two days after her marriage.

This matter quickly spread throughout the prime minister's residence, and all the servants knew that the rear house was now managed by the new wife Jiang Wanwan.

The maid kneeling on the ground was shocked. She didn't expect things to develop like this.

Instead of being angry, the Prime Minister handed over the official power to his wife, which made her wonder how she could explain to the eldest lady when she returned.

This time, not only did she fail to help the eldest lady, but she also offended the new lady. Thinking of this, the maid couldn't help but tremble.

"Everyone, please leave. Since your young lady is injured, let her recuperate in the courtyard."

Rong Cheng didn't want to bother with these trivial matters anymore. He didn't have much affection for his daughter Rong Yuling.

So he didn't care about her. As for Jiang Wanwan's punishment, it was not a big deal in Rong Cheng's view.

"Husband~." Jiang Wanwan's beautiful eyes were glistening with tears, and she leaned in Rong Cheng's arms moved.

After they finished their meal, they continued to make love.

The next morning, Jiang Wanwan woke up and felt sore in her back and waist. She cursed in her heart, saying that this man was always so rude.

"Madam, may I help you dress up?"

"Yes." Jiang Wanwan stood up and nodded, letting Ying'er help her dress.

Jiang Wanwan sat at the dressing table and let the maid put on makeup for her.

Looking at the hair ornaments in her hair in the bronze mirror, Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but raise her neck and gently stroke the golden canary hairpin inserted in her hair.

"Since the Prime Minister trusts me so much, I should manage the Rong Mansion in an orderly manner."

Ying Er, who was originally arranging Jiang Wanwan's earrings, immediately nodded in agreement when she heard this: "Madam is right."

Jiang Wanwan looked at her charming face in the mirror, her eyes slightly raised, "Let's start with the eldest daughter. She is so ignorant of etiquette at such a young age, she should be properly disciplined."

"What the lady means is..."

Jiang Wanwan raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes flickered, and she spoke in a long tone with deep meaning: "Just go find a... strict nanny to teach her the rules."

Ying'er immediately understood what Jiang Wanwan meant and smiled knowingly, with a hint of sternness in her eyes: "Madam, don't worry. I will go find a maid from the palace and send her to the eldest lady's courtyard."

The master and servant just looked at each other and understood each other's meaning tacitly.

Jiang Wanwan nodded in satisfaction: "The master and servant looked at each other and understood each other.

Jiang Wanwan nodded with satisfaction: "Also, in order to let the young lady study with peace of mind, you should send a few more people to watch over the nanny and make sure she doesn't get hurt."

"Madam is kindhearted. It is wrong for Madam to worry about Missy's disrespect."

Ying Er showed anger on her face, as if she was standing up for Jiang Wanwan.

Jiang Wanwan gently stroked the hairpin beside her temples, her lips curled slightly: "After all, I am his stepmother, so I naturally have to worry more about her."

If anyone saw this, they would definitely praise Jiang Wanwan as a good mother.

"Even if she is disrespectful to me, I have to be generous, right? Moreover, her biological mother is from a prominent family, so I can't compare to her."

Huabi, the maid who had been fixing Jiang Wanwan's hair, couldn't help but say, "The Rong family is of distinguished origin, but the daughter they handed over lacked manners. This is really a disgrace to our Xiangfu."

Bi had also been bullied by Rong Yuling, so he naturally harbored resentment towards her.

"What's more, the entire Rongguo Mansion has been exiled. They are criminals, so naturally they are not prominent. They are just a poor family. You don't think so, right, ma'am?"

As if realizing that she had said something too much, Huabi quickly gave Jiang Wanwan a flattering smile through the mirror.

Jiang Wanwan stood up from the dressing table, sat on the chair, picked up the teacup, and said softly, "That's why I want to take care of it, to win some face for our Xiangfu."

In the moment when she lowered her head, no one noticed the dark light hidden in Jiang Wanwan's eyes.

She must teach Rong Yuling well before she gets married, so as to avoid bringing shame to the prime minister's mansion in the future.

Wouldn't it be better to teach her more reasonably and better to highlight my virtue as a "mother"?

"By the way, although Rong Yuling's maternal family has fallen into decline, she is still a daughter of my Rong Mansion. It's fine for you to say this in front of me, but if you are so rude in public, others will think that I, the wife of the Prime Minister, am incompetent in managing the household."

After saying that, Jiang Wanwan raised her eyelids and glanced at the painted wall lightly. Although her emotions could not be seen, she exuded an inexplicable majesty.

Huabi also realized that she had spoken out of turn, and quickly bent down and lowered her head: "It was I who spoke too much, Madam, rest assured that the maidservants outside will definitely not say nonsense."

Jiang Wanwan put down the teacup and smiled: "Get up, I don't mean to blame you, but you need to know that you are my people, and what you say outside represents my attitude."

"I understand how you feel. Just be more careful in the future."

After saying this, she gently held the armrest with a calm and gentle attitude.

It was so obvious that Jiang Wanwan first reprimanded them and then comforted them, but the mural only felt that Jiang Wanwan treated them sincerely and regarded them as her own family.

I felt even more grateful and decided to do my best to help my wife in the future.

In the side courtyard of the prime minister's residence, Rong Yuling was leaning on the bed, her knees were bruised, and although she had applied ointment, the pain was still unbearable.

"I didn't expect my father to be so partial to that vixen."

Rong Yuling pinched the quilt to endure the itch and avoid scratching the wound, while she couldn't help cursing.

She didn't expect that after she was reborn, before she had the chance to take revenge on her husband in her previous life, she would fall into trouble at the hands of Jiang Wanwan.

Major changes occurred and were obviously different from the previous life. First, his mother, Rong, was divorced, then his grandfather died, and the Rong family was exiled.

It was obvious that his grandfather in his previous life did not die so early. Although the Rongguo Mansion was in decline, it was not exiled until his death.

What went wrong? Could it be that a series of things happened because I changed Jiang Wanwan's fate?

No, Rong Yuling obviously didn't do anything, she just took Jiang Wanwan's handkerchief.

Rong Yuling, who couldn't figure it out, threw the pillow to the ground in annoyance: "It's all that vixen's fault. She got my father's favor and dared to punish me. She doesn't even look at who she was before."

"She is just a lowly servant who forgot her own status after becoming the prime minister's wife by chance."

"Wait for me... I will definitely make you look good."

After Rong Yuling had finished venting her feelings, she lay down again panting.

As for the maid who did not do her job well, she was punished by Rong Yuling and made to kneel at the door for six hours.