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

Who wouldn't want to have multiple skills to make a living?

So the two of them kept trying to please Shen Ningzhu, massaging her shoulders and feeding her fruit, their words as sweet as honey, showering her with compliments.

Shen Ningzhu was left speechless, both amused and exasperated by their antics.

“Teach, teach everyone. Look, there are some threads over there. Follow me and learn together.”

Although both of them have their own ulterior motives, ultimately they are just trying to make a living and are not unscrupulous.

As fellow women, as long as they don't hurt her or betray her, she's willing to lend them a hand within her capabilities.

"Really? My lady, you're so kind."

"Our mistress is so kind to us."

“This servant swears that from this day forward, this servant will follow your lead and never betray you.”

"Me too."

When the nanny was teaching her manners, she also taught her about kites and paper designs. Now, they've started calling her "Young Mistress."

Shen Ningzhu never expected that such a small thing could win the unwavering devotion of the two men.

Or perhaps it's just lip service to unwavering devotion, without any real sincerity in their hearts. But that's acceptable, after all, Rome wasn't built in a day.

Now that she's confined to the inner quarters, having a trusted confidant is crucial. Xiao Yi understands this, which is why she resolutely ventured into this den of wolves for her safety.

If there were a few more people, it would certainly be beneficial and harmless.

The people in the Crown Prince's residence are all old-timers and not easy to win over, but Zhiyuan and Zhiyi are good candidates.

She believed this was a good start.

So the three of them happily started braiding flower bracelets together, exchanging a few words now and then, their laughter filling the air, creating a warm and comfortable scene.

But this harmony didn't last long before it was broken.

"Hey, are you busy?"

Shen Ningzhu looked up, then looked down again, as if nothing had happened.

"Bold——"

Jiang Qingyi's maid, Zhi'er, was so angry that her chest heaved violently. She couldn't help but shout, "Princess Qingyi is here! Why aren't you all kneeling down to pay your respects?"

Zhiyuan Zhiyi quickly got up, knelt on the ground tremblingly, lowered her head, and dared not breathe.

Shen Ningzhu raised her head, a half-smile on her face.

"Judging from what you're saying, Princess, you're not going to pretend to be gentle and dignified anymore? Well, Jiang Xuan Yan isn't here right now, so there's really no need for you to pretend."

"How dare you, a mere concubine, be so disrespectful to the princess?"

Shen Ningzhu frowned.

Look at the maidservant that other people keep. While her master doesn't say anything and waits to see a good show, she barks wildly. She has exceptional fighting power.

Unlike her, pitifully fighting alone.

Her best friend used to protect her like a mother hen protecting her chicks, but ever since she came to the Crown Prince's residence and heard about her recent great achievements, she has quit.

They euphemistically call it: life is truly bitter, and we need to release it. Frequent outbursts of madness, taking revenge on the scum, are the only way to fight fire with fire and live a long and healthy life.

Right now, he's hiding behind a pillar, having somehow managed to gather a handful of melon seeds, and is gleefully munching on them while waiting to see her make a fool of herself.

Needless to say, the two on the side are even more obvious.

Perhaps because they had been servants for too long, when they saw a noble person like Princess Qingyi, their knees seemed to have a mind of their own, and they knelt down subconsciously.

Shen Ningzhu felt miserable.

Turning her head, she gave a cool look to the arrogant Zhi'er, who stiffened and instinctively shrank back.

"What...what are you looking at?"

Do you want to hit her? This is the Crown Prince's residence, she... she dares?

However, she seemed to have forgotten that Shen Ningzhu had hit her yesterday at the Crown Prince's residence.

Jiang Qingyi raised her hand slightly, and Zhi'er immediately retreated obediently behind her.

"My sister is quite carefree. Her own maid is almost dead, yet she still has the leisure to fuss over these little trinkets?"

Liu Zhiyi, who was told she was about to die: ...

Is she blind?

She was practicing her martial arts here, and this woman, with a group of maids and nannies, walked right past her without even giving her a glance.

Is this what they call being arrogant and disdainful of others?

Shen Ningzhu: "You can rest assured, aside from anything else, Xiaoyi will definitely outlive you."

Jiang Qingyi: ...

Liu Zhiyi was at one end of the corridor, leaning against a pillar, giving her a thumbs up and giving her a mischievous smile.

Sisters, you're awesome! You're so helpful.

Princess Qingyi couldn't maintain her composure, and her eyes darkened, but she quickly recovered.

Dressed in a magnificent gown, with the tinkling of her jade pendants, she walked over gracefully, exuding the air of a well-bred lady.

"Really? If she were on her own, she might really be able to do as you say, but if she were with you..."

"Huh? Why is my sister doing such servant work? What, are you trying to win over Ah Yan with this junk?"

Ha, that's hilarious. What good things hasn't Ah Yan seen? Why would he be interested in her colorful stuff?

And this maidservant, sitting right next to her, really has no manners whatsoever. Sure enough, a village girl is a village girl; no matter how much you try to elevate her, she's still not respectable.

"Oh dear, look at my memory, I've forgotten that my sister is also just a village girl. In that case, it's not so impolite, after all, given your status, it's quite appropriate for you to stay with these maids and servants."

Shen Ningzhu ignored all of this.

Her attention was focused on the sentence that came before her.

"You just said that Xiaoyi was following me, what's wrong with that? Explain yourself clearly." Her tone and eyes suggested there might be more to what happened last night.

Jiang Qingyi smiled slightly and found a seat. "This princess is thirsty. May I ask Miss Shen for some tea?"

While speaking, her gaze remained fixed on Shen Ningzhu. Zhiyuan quickly got up, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Jiang Qingyi. However, just as the teacup was about to reach her, the other party suddenly stopped.

"pat-"

A fine white glazed teacup fell onto the marble floor and shattered into several pieces.

Zhi'er rushed over and slapped Zhi Yuan's fair cheek with a "smack".

In an instant, half of his face became red, swollen, and deformed.

"You lowly servant, how can you do your job? You can't even hold a teacup properly. What use are you? Let me tell you, our princess is a precious person. If you burn her, even ten heads wouldn't be enough to cut off your head."

"Guards, drag this useless, lowly maid away and give her twenty strokes of the cane as a warning to others."

Shen Ningzhu narrowed her eyes suddenly, her exquisite fox-like eyes flashing with a dangerous light, without saying a word.

He stepped forward and slapped Zhi'er's face hard, so hard that in the blink of an eye, her face swelled up even more and turned a blood redder than Zhi Yuan's.

"Who do you think you are, daring to run wild in Plum Blossom Garden?"

"You... how dare you hit me?"

"We've already started fighting, do you think I dare to do it or not?"

She was afraid of Jiang Xuan Yan and dared not disobey his orders, but that didn't mean that others could defecate or urinate on her head.