After rebirth, I remarried the domineering 9000-year-old

"You, you...how could you be like this!" Chun Xing was so angry that her face turned red. She pointed at Xiao Tao and didn't know what to say for a moment. She was completely in disbelief in her heart.

"We are the young lady's servants, so naturally we have to follow her every word. How dare you make your own decisions?"

"I'm doing this for the young lady's own good!"

The two maids started arguing on the spot.

Shen Nanxing interrupted them coldly: "Xiao Tao, I don't need a disobedient servant by my side. You should return to Nanyang Marquis Mansion tomorrow!"

"Miss!" Xiao Tao looked at Shen Nanxing in disbelief, her eyes wide open on her round face, obviously unable to accept it.

"You are the princess consort of Prince Jing. Can't Prince Jing come in when you take a bath?"

"Do you want me to say it a second time?"

Seeing that the young lady was angry, Chun Xing quickly pulled Xiao Tao away by force.

"Miss, you should get some rest early. I will send Xiao Tao back to the Marquis' Mansion tomorrow."

"Chun Xing, let me go, I haven't done anything wrong..."

......

The voice gradually faded away, and Shen Nanxing lowered his eyes.

In her previous life, Chun Xing had only said a few bad things about Xie Tingyu, and she had been driven back to the Nanyang Marquis's residence. However, Xiao Tao had stayed by her side the entire time, simply because she always spoke of Xie Tingyu's good points...

And just now she kept saying that it was for her own good, but he blatantly ignored her arrangements and took the initiative to let Xie Tingyu go directly into the bathroom, which almost caused a big mistake...

She also called Shen Zhiyi the Second Miss...

Shen Zhiyi is the daughter of a concubine, and now she has followed her mother's example and become Prince Jing's concubine. How can she be qualified to be a lady in a marquis's mansion?

East Factory.

A man in black clothes and black hair sat at a desk, holding a pen, with a memorial in front of him, and was carefully reviewing it.

The young eunuch was waiting on the side, feeling extremely puzzled.

Although he couldn't read, he could see that the memorial in front of him only had three lines of words! How come I had been reading for half an hour and still hadn't finished reading this one?

The young eunuch was the one who was in charge of the writing for the Ninth Prince.

On weekdays, my grandfather read through the memorials at a brisk pace, often finishing a thick stack in half an hour. In that half hour, he would grind the ink twice.

But what happened today...?

He wanted to ask but didn't dare to. Anyway, the master was still reading the memorials, so he had to stay with him.

The young eunuch didn't need to grind ink; he just stood there, growing bored, and yawned. He didn't dare disturb the Nine Thousand Years Old Man from attending to his business, so he covered his mouth with his hand and quietly suppressed the yawn bit by bit...

Try your best to open your eyes wide. When you really can't, use your hands to hold your eyelids open.

Finally, I put pen to paper.

But the paper is still half a person's height!

The young eunuch suddenly woke up.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally didn't remind her.

Such a high-ranking memorial is right before my eyes, there's no way I couldn't see it, so I shouldn't need him to remind me...

Fu Jiuli couldn't concentrate on the memorial. Time seemed to pass by so quickly and so slowly, it was annoying. So, she simply put down her pen and walked out.

The bright moonlight sprinkled in the yard. The night sky was slightly cool and quiet, with only the occasional chirping of insects.

He stood in the yard for a moment, enduring again and again, and finally called out.

“Cold wind!”

Leng Feng, dressed in black, immediately appeared before him, half-kneeling and bowing his head. "I'm here! What are your orders, Master?"

Fu Jiuli looked at the half-moon in the sky and asked casually, "Where's Leng Yue?"

"Master, Leng Yue has sent Miss Shen back home."

"Which prefecture?"

Leng Feng: ...

He secretly twitched his lips and paused for a moment before answering, "Prince Jing's Mansion."

It was clearly the master who ordered Leng Yue to send Shen Nanxing back to Prince Jing's Mansion, but now he seems to have lost his memory, asking where Leng Yue is, and then asking where Leng Yue sent Shen Nanxing back to...

But as a secret guard, he dared not not answer.

Fu Jiuli's eyes darkened, and after a long while, he said, "Leng Yue is back. Let her come see me."

"Yes!" Leng Feng bowed in response, but he was thinking in his heart that Leng Yue would report to his master as soon as he came back from the mission!

He doesn't need to convey...

After waving his hand to let the cold wind retreat, Fu Jiuli quietly pricked up his ears and paid attention to the movements around the East Factory.