Best friends dressed up in ancient times to become mistresses? You run, I run too!

Shen Ningzhu's eyes sparkled, and she feigned weakness.

"Please, if this continues, I'll go crazy, get sick, or even die. Can you bear to see me perish?"

Shen Ningzhu is a natural-born actress; she can produce crystal-clear tears at will.

It fell down with a soft patter.

Jiang Yanche's face turned cold.

Her once captivating, alluring eyes were now clouded with a haze, and her tone was more forceful than ever before.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's bad luck."

Shen Ningzhu: ...

It's rare that you even know how to speak like a human being—it sounds nice, but it doesn't mean anything human.

"There's a flower-viewing banquet tomorrow. Be good, eat well, and get some rest. Then I'll consider taking you there."

Shen Ningzhu: ? ? ?

The sun must have risen in the west—he actually agreed? No, he only said he was considering it.

Furthermore, the banquet he is going to must be of a high level, which means that Jiang Xuan Yan is also very likely to attend.

So you've been waiting for her here all this time?

That bitch, she really wanted to harm her.

"I……"

"Or you can choose not to go. As for the warehouses, burn them if you want. The Prince Chen's mansion is large and powerful; burning one or two warehouses won't cause any major damage."

"To win a smile from the beauty, this king cares nothing."

madman!

Putting aside everything else, this warehouse was worth tens of millions of taels of silver. It could have saved many disaster victims and improved the food for the soldiers, yet he didn't even lift his eyelids and let her burn it down.

What kind of prince is he?

With that kind of character, if he were to rise to a high position in the future, he would be a tyrant.

"The banquet is crowded and noisy, I don't want to go, I just want to go for a walk in the street."

Liu Zhiyi once said that she bought a shop in Beijing.

As long as she finds a way to go out and deliver a message to the store, Liu Zhiyi will know that she is safe and sound, and then she won't worry so much that she loses her composure.

Jiang Yanche declined with a gentle smile.

"The streets are more crowded and dangerous, making it less safe."

"Also, Zhuzhu absolutely must attend this banquet. Someone, take Miss Shen back to her room; she is not to leave the courtyard unless absolutely necessary."

"By the way, Miss Shen is my honored guest, so you should be careful when serving her."

"If you harm this young lady's noble body, damage her fair skin and delicate bones, or leave any bruises, I—will take your heads."

Shen Ningzhu, who was about to put up a fierce resistance: ...

That despicable and shameless bastard.

Back in the room, Shen Ningzhu ate the food brought by the servants, and the embroiderer was already waiting by her side.

Shen Ningzhu remained expressionless as she allowed several people to take her measurements and prepare the dress for the banquet.

Afterwards, a group of maids and servants had prepared everything needed for the medicinal bath.

Jiang Yanche doesn't come to see her, but he pays great attention to her appearance.

Every day, she would take a medicinal bath with rare herbs, which would last for a full half hour before she could get out of the tub. Then, her nanny would massage her whole body, and her maid would apply medicated oil, skin cream, and jade powder to her skin.

By the time the call ended, it was already late at night.

This went on day after day, and her resistance was futile. Shen Ningzhu felt like a mindless doll, completely controlled by him.

There is no harm without comparison.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Xuan Yan is still a decent person; at least he didn't suffocate her like that.

Finally, everyone left.

Finally, she was all alone in the room, and Shen Ningzhu breathed a long sigh of relief.

He secretly took out the hidden banknotes and put them close to his body.

She had to be on guard at all times, and leave this perverted freak the moment she had the chance.

The next day, Jiang Yanche ignored Shen Ningzhu's wishes and asked her to help him get dressed. He then took her to the carriage and planned to attend a banquet.

Shen Ningzhu took a deep breath and told herself to be patient for now.

But she simply couldn't stand this outfit.

"I don't want to wear this. Can I change into something else later?"

The maid said she couldn't make the decision herself, so she brought a set of clothes with her, intending to ask Jiang Yanche and change in the carriage if he agreed.

Jiang Yanche merely smiled and slightly raised his eyelids.

"No. I think you look beautiful in your current attire."

Shen Ningzhu had a cold face.

You're kidding me!

There was a funeral atmosphere, as if a white crystal chandelier was hanging above their heads.

Dead heavy.

Most importantly, her outfit seems to be a matching couple's outfit with Jiang Yanche's robe. Who is this bastard trying to disgust? Her, or Jiang Xuanyan?

No matter who it is, it's not a good thing.

"By the way, Zhuzhu, do you miss your little maid? How about I send someone back to that estate and bring her to the palace to keep you company?"

He was clearly smiling when he said that. But Shen Ningzhu still heard the threat in his tone and in his eyes.

She clenched her teeth tightly, gave him a deep look, and then reluctantly turned her head away.

I wondered to myself, how blind I must have been to think he was so innocent and easily embarrassed when we first met?

His innocent shyness is just a facade; he's a wolf in sheep's clothing.

No wonder he is the only person in the entire Jiang Kingdom who can rival Jiang Xuan Yan.

Meanwhile, Song Mansion

Since Liu Zhiyi entered the manor that day, no one has come to see her again. She just eats and sleeps every day.

When asked, they told her to rest well so she could serve her master on the day of the banquet.

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhiyi's doubts deepened.

This isn't a maidservant's job; it's clearly a place to retire.

This made her extremely anxious, wanting to know who this so-called master was.

Unfortunately, the servants here were very tight-lipped. She tried to find out more through subtle means, but the only reply she received was: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

Helpless, she could only wait patiently for the day of the banquet to arrive.

Today, the day we'd been waiting for has finally arrived.

Liu Zhiyi got up early and quickly got ready, waiting for the housekeeper to send someone to wake her.

After waiting for a long time, the person finally arrived.

However, a dozen or so maids came, each carrying a brand-new mahogany tray filled with dresses, jewelry, and various cosmetics such as rouge and face powder.

Liu Zhiyi frowned.

When did so many maids appear in the manor? And, "Who are these for?"

A maidservant said with a smile,

"Of course it's for you, girl."

Liu Zhiyi: ...

The situation is getting more and more chaotic. Whose maid is dressed so formally and served by so many people?

Who exactly is the owner of this house? Is he keeping a mistress? Thanks for the invitation. She would rather die than be a mistress.

"Take them away, I don't need them. I think I'm fine with what I'm wearing now."

The maids exchanged glances for a few moments, then lowered their heads and remained motionless.

Liu Zhiyi felt irritated.

“Take me to see the master. I will tell him about this myself. It won’t implicate you.”

The maids remained standing still, only their heads were bowed even lower.

Liu Zhiyi realized that reasoning with them was pointless, and in order not to waste time, she had no choice but to compromise, sitting back at the dressing table and letting them do as they pleased. Half an hour later, everything was finally ready.