All the members are good people, only the host is a pervert

Xie Yunze's funeral was not extravagant or complicated; everything seemed so simple and solemn.

At the end of the funeral, Lady An Ning found Lin Ruan again with tears in her eyes. Her voice trembled, "Princess, the prince consort is no longer with us. Feicui and Zhenzhu are originally servants of the Xie family. It's not appropriate for them to stay in this princess's mansion. Please let Feicui and Zhenzhu accompany me back."

Lin Ruan simply replied, "Madam, Feicui and Zhenzhu are now maids in the Princess's Mansion. They are here not only to accompany me, but also to accompany the Prince Consort."

Lady Anning wanted to say something more, but in the end she just sighed and left helplessly. Lin Ruan looked at Lady Anning, who was also no longer as high-spirited as ever, and staggered out of the Princess's Mansion step by step, supported by a maid, without any ripples in her heart.

She certainly didn't agree with Mrs. Anning's idea.

Do you still want to take Zhenzhu and Feicui back to the Anning Earl's Mansion?

Why bring her back? To live a life of vegetarianism and Buddhist chanting for Xie Yunze under the watchful eyes of Lady Anning, a loving mother who had lost her son?

After Xie Yunze's burial, Lin Ruan stayed alone in her study, lost in thought for a long time. Finally, she decided to summon the two maids. When they arrived, their faces were filled with obvious anxiety.

Lin Ruan saw it and said softly, "You two don't have to worry so much. Since I said I would protect you for the rest of your lives, I will never break my promise. Whether the Prince Consort is here or not, this promise will not change."

After hearing this, the two of them felt relieved and their tension gradually eased.

Lin Ruan continued, "I heard that Pearl is quite good at managing affairs, while Jade prefers to stay in her room and embroider, right?"

Upon hearing this, Pearl showed a hint of joy on her face, and was obviously very happy to receive the recognition of her master; however, Jade on the side lowered her head shyly, as if she was a little embarrassed about her hobby.

She had been reading poetry and prose since she was young, and learning music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but these were just to please Xie Yunze, and she did not like them in her heart; as for managing the affairs of the backyard, not to mention the difficulty of learning, Feicui also did not like it in her heart.

Embroidery is the only thing she really likes to do.

Lin Ruan thought for a moment and said, "Now that Guoxiao and Jiaxiao are both here, it's inconvenient to do anything. You two should continue to learn under Rouju and take care of the current affairs. When you are done with mourning," she tapped the table with her finger, "Zhenzhu, you have learned well from Rouju. Let her register your name at the Ministry of Internal Affairs and become my head maid. From now on, you will continue to be Rouju's deputy, and you two will manage the inner courtyard of the Princess's Mansion together."

The maid in charge?

Zhenzhu was overjoyed and quickly bowed to express her gratitude.

Feicui gazed at Zhenzhu with envy. Just then, Lin Ruan's voice reached her ears: "As for Feicui, I own several embroidery workshops. You can go there and become a manager. An experienced manager will be assigned to assist you. You only need to research new patterns and teach the embroiderers."

This unexpected gift astonished Feicui. She had never expected Lin Ruan to be so kind to her. Gratitude surged in her heart like a tide. Her legs gave way to her excitement, and she fell to her knees with a thud. Her voice trembled slightly as she said, "Thank you, Princess!" Tears welled up in her eyes, and a slight sob choked her throat.

Seeing this, Zhenzhu, who was standing by, also knelt down and kowtowed. Lin Ruan's expression remained unchanged. He just glanced at them and said softly, "Hurry up and get up. I originally planned to let you two leave the mansion, but I was worried that Lady An Ning would use her power to pressure others and lock you up in the mansion again. After thinking about it, it is safer to leave your indentures with me. Otherwise, you should thank me more."

As sixth-rank officials in front of the prime minister, how could they not understand this principle?

Not to mention how grateful Zhenzhu and Feicui were, An Lan, who was beside Lin Ruan, secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

She really couldn't understand why she had been keeping such a careful eye on the old man of the previous emperor in the mansion, but that person was still able to poison Lin Ruan again under strict surveillance, and this time it was actually the prince consort who ate it!

What’s even more coincidental is that whether the prince consort was poisoned and seriously ill or eventually passed away, the timing was simply too favorable for them.

It all seemed as if... as if Lin Ruan had deliberately murdered the prince consort!

Lin Ruan's instigation of the Northern Frontier War didn't frighten An Lan. After all, in An Lan's eyes, all of Lin Ruan's scheming and calculations were merely Lin Ruan's efforts to survive. If he didn't go to the Northern Frontier, any disturbance within the Princess's residence would fall into the Emperor's scrutiny, and Lin Ruan wouldn't even dare to cure the poison in his body.

But when An Lan thought about the fact that the prince consort, who always had a good relationship with Lin Ruan and chatted happily with her, had now suffered such a misfortune, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart, like a rabbit's death and a fox's grief.

However, when An Lan witnessed Lin Ruan's grief-stricken look after her husband's death, and how she treated the two maids, Zhenzhu and Feicui, her doubts about Lin Ruan finally dissipated, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, Lin Ruan glanced at An Lan inconspicuously. He knew what she was thinking, but he didn't take it to heart.

Because she is too aware of her own personality traits, she knows that it is difficult for her to maintain any long-term and stable interpersonal relationships. Even if the time and space have changed, it does not mean that she will change.

Anyway, An Lan's life and property are in her hands, and the system has been asked to pay attention to her actions. Lin Ruan is not worried that An Lan will really betray her.

The most important thing now should be the selection of the prince consort in three years.

"Host, I have a question that I'm not sure whether I should ask." said the system.

"Don't ask, I don't think you should ask." Lin Ruan directly retorted.

This only provoked the system to rebel: "No! I don't want your opinion, I want my opinion! I have to ask!"

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"Then ask."

Okay, another punch on cotton.

The system almost crashed.

"Host, do you have any special sense of ritual? Do you have to observe three years of mourning before getting married, or do you have to get married after three years of mourning?"

The system didn't understand. Lin Ruan was so heartless and heartless that even it couldn't stand it, so why was he so keen on getting married?

Wasn’t she still unmarried at the age of thirty in her original world?

"No," Lin Ruan said calmly, "It's just that I have to get married. After all, I'm the most respected woman outside of the palace! If I, the eldest princess, can remain a widow for the sake of my husband, how do you expect other widowed women in the countryside to cope? How are they supposed to live?"

This reason left the system speechless, and for a moment it couldn't find any words to refute it.

Furthermore, the impact of this incident was so immense that even the system itself was unwilling to intervene, instead wanting to intervene more so that it could have a more profound impact on the world. Wouldn't this be a truly wonderful thing, achieving twice the result with half the effort?

Thinking of this, the system couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"Okay, my smart host, just tell me your requirements and I will pick one for you." The system happily returned to its lackey mode.

Then Lin Ruan kicked it out of this pattern with just one sentence.

"I want a family of civil servants, a poor little girl living a precarious life under the control of her stepmother."

system:. . . . . .

"Host, your hobby is quite unique." It was powerless to complain.

"People like this are easy to control. What do you, a little programmer, know?"

Applets?

Applets!

The system was angry. What’s the difference between this and calling Lin Ruan a little Karami!

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"Who said I don't understand? Okay, I'll find it for you!" the system said with gritted teeth.