cold clothes

The two walked to the servants' quarters, where two rows of maids had been waiting for a long time.

The matchmaker greeted Wang Yuqing with a smile and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness. These are my carefully selected maids. They are all beautiful and clever. Your Highness, please take a look and see if there is one you like."

Wang Yuqing nodded slightly, her phoenix eyes sweeping over the two rows of maids, then she turned to Leng Yi and asked in a gentle voice, "Ningbi, have you seen anyone who catches your eye?"

"I have no skill in judging people, so I must ask the Princess to help me make an assessment," Leng Yi said humbly.

"Alright then, let's watch together." Leng Yi's proper manners left Wang Yuqing somewhat exasperated. In private, Leng Yi was relaxed and at ease, but in front of outsiders, she was extremely reserved. She naturally understood why Leng Yi acted this way, because that's just who she was, but deep down, she secretly hoped that Leng Yi could always be free and unrestrained, no matter when or where.

Leng Yi followed Wang Yuqing to select this batch of maids. It has to be said that the matchmaker was very thoughtful. The maids sent over were all beautiful, with slender and well-proportioned figures, and their expressions were all calm and cultured.

Wang Yuqing asked Leng Yi's opinion on each of her maids, saying that the best one should be sent to her room. Faced with such favor, Leng Yi could not refuse and could only agree. The servants around her were secretly surprised by Wang Yuqing's attitude towards Leng Yi.

Princess Zhao is so kind to her concubines. Princess Zhao is really generous. Everyone knows that Ningbi is a courtesan from Fengxiang Pavilion and has a lot of tricks up her sleeve. But if Ningbi can even win over the princess, then her skills are even more remarkable.

The maids all bowed their heads slightly, afraid of offending the nobleman. At the very end of the procession, one maid's head was even lower than the others, so much so that no one noticed her distorted and ferocious face.

What gives Ningbi the right? Not only did she seduce the Third Prince, but she also got Wang Yuqing on her side and had the Empress banish her from the capital...

That bitch... I'll make her die today!

Leng Yi followed Wang Yuqing to observe the maids. Wang Yuqing asked the maid what her strengths were, and the maid answered carefully. She was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Leng Yi learned that many of them came from poor families, had received a good education, and had come to work as maids in wealthy families in the capital after their families fell on hard times.

"The requirements to become a maid in the Prince's mansion are very high," Leng Yi couldn't help but sigh.

As she was thinking this, she noticed out of the corner of her eye a gloomy gaze sweeping over the maid. She turned her head to look, and as soon as she glanced at the maid, the maid looked up, her eyes filled with a vicious look as if she wanted to tear her apart.

Before Leng Yi could react, the maidservant suddenly shoved aside the person in front of her and rushed in front of her. By the time Leng Yi could see the person's face clearly, the person was already right in front of her, and then came the dagger she was brandishing.

—Red calyx!

When those two words flashed through Leng Yi's mind, her hand moved faster than her brain to push Wang Yuqing away to prevent her from getting hurt. Then she raised her hand to block, and the dagger pierced into her arm with a thud.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. As Hong'e rushed towards Leng Yi, she knocked down everyone around her, causing them all to fall to the ground. Of course, Hong'e didn't care; her eyes, filled with jealousy, were only on Leng Yi. Seeing her poisoned blade pierce Leng Yi's arm, she couldn't help but laugh arrogantly.

"Hahahaha, you're dead, you're dead!"

With a cold glint in his blue eyes, he drew a soft sword from his waist in an instant, the sword light piercing through the air and instantly stabbing into Hong'e's abdomen.

Just as Leng Yi hadn't expected Hong E to assassinate her, Hong E couldn't dodge her sword either. It wasn't that she hadn't anticipated it, but rather that she simply didn't have the ability to dodge it.

Gripping the sword hilt tightly, Leng Yi looked at Hong E with a cold eye and smiled contemptuously: "Tsk, you actually dared to come to my door."