My best friends both transmigrated into a book and married powerful officials; she left me and I lef

Sang Luan curled her lip, rolling her eyes inwardly. "Anyone who can't tell the relationship between us when we appear together is a fool."

On her face, she still looked up with a smile as bright as a flower, "Luan'er can only promise that she will never tell anyone on her own initiative. As for not being able to see Brother Hengzhi for half a month, Luan'er is too sad."

She was so happy.

“If you can’t do it, then don’t even think about going.” Feng Hengzhi gave her a cold glance.

Sang Luan gritted her teeth and nodded, as if she had made a great decision. "Alright, Luan'er agrees!"

Immediately, Sang Luan smiled sheepishly, and in the next instant, she devoured the dishes in front of her in a whirlwind.

The mansion was indeed lavish, with at least ten dishes per meal, but the portion sizes of each dish were pitifully small.

Feng Hengzhi was already full after just one glance at her demeanor. "If I didn't know better, I would have thought I had mistreated you."

After saying this, he flung his robes aside and left.

The next moment, Sang Luan stopped what she was doing and slowly took a handkerchief to wipe the corner of her mouth.

The change was so swift that the servants standing by were dumbfounded.

Every time Feng Hengzhi saw her, he had a stern face, and she couldn't eat much just looking at him.

Immediately afterwards, Sang Luan leisurely returned to Furong Garden.

……

Meng Youning was about to leave when she suddenly heard several voices.

"Our Crown Princess is no ordinary person. She married the Crown Prince just to keep her health up with medicine. She really has a clever plan."

"Who can argue with that? But in my opinion, her wishful thinking might not be so successful. Even if the Prince and Princess can speak up for her, so what? The young master is, after all, the Prince's son. If something really happens, who knows who she is?"

"Exactly, exactly. Look at her, she looks so lifeless, it's unlucky for her. Didn't she marry into the prince's mansion hoping to one day rise to the top and become a phoenix? I think she'll never have that destiny in this lifetime."

Meng Youning looked up and her eyes turned cold.

At that moment, two maids approached her from the opposite direction, chatting happily back and forth.

When they glanced up casually, they caught sight of Meng Youning in front of them. Both of them paused for a moment, then a look of indifference flashed in their eyes.

The two bowed to Meng Youning from a distance, then turned to leave.

"You insolent fools, what were you saying just now? How dare you speak ill of our master in private? How many heads do you have?"

Mu Xiang had just picked up the medicinal herbs and was about to look for the Crown Princess when she unexpectedly ran into two gossipy maids.

She rushed over suddenly, forcefully knocking the two of them to the ground. She reached out to shield Meng Youning behind her, looking down at the person on the ground.

His brows and eyes were full of anger.

"Your master hasn't even said anything yet." The two of them got up cursing and casually glanced at Meng Youning, then glared at Mu Xiang with disdain. "What are you yelling about over there?"

“Exactly.” The other person nodded in agreement, then looked at Meng Youning and gave a slight curtsy. “I’m so sorry, Your Highness, we really didn’t expect to run into you. Next time we’re discussing this, we’ll definitely try to avoid you, okay?”

She blinked, her tone quite matter-of-fact, "Look, you're already the Crown Princess, so don't be so petty."

"Yes, Princess Consort, we know we were wrong. Besides, the Prince would not like a shrewish and vicious person."

The two said they knew they were wrong, but their expressions didn't tell them otherwise.

Mu Xiang angrily pointed at the two of them, and it looked like she was about to make a move.

Meng Youning spoke up promptly, "Muxiang."

Mu Xiang felt indignant for her, her eyes reddening. She stomped her foot and said helplessly, "Princess Consort!"

Meng Youning gave her a look, and she suppressed her emotions and took a step back.

The two men exchanged a glance, their lips curving slightly. She was indeed a pushover.

Meng Youning is, in the end, the same person as them, but she's just a bit luckier.

The two had just taken a step when Meng Youning suddenly called out, "Wait."

The two turned around patiently, smiles appearing on their faces. "What is it now, Princess Consort?"

Meng Youning didn't even glance at them, but turned to Mu Xiang behind her and asked, "My memory isn't very good, Mu Xiang, tell me, what kind of punishment should be given for disrespecting the master and talking back?"

Mu Xiang answered honestly, "The lightest punishment is twenty strokes of the cane as a warning to others; the heaviest punishment is being beaten and kicked out of the mansion."

Meng Youning responded with an "oh," her tone gentle, "Which situation do you think they fall into?"

At this moment, a hint of suspicion flashed across their faces.

Mu Xiang understood something, raised her head and said loudly, "Then it is naturally the latter."

"If that's the case," Meng Youning gave a soft "hmm," "then let's proceed according to the rules."

Mu Xiang quickly realized what was happening and smiled, "Yes, Princess Consort."

The two maids who were about to leave were taken aback, somewhat confused about the situation.

"Two people over there." Mu Xiang waved to the maids in front of her.

Soon, four maids came running forward.

The group bowed to Meng Youning, saying, "Princess Consort."

Meng Youning reached out and touched the hairpin, then turned and walked away, saying, "Muxiang, I'll leave it to you here. Do what you need to do."

Mu Xiang directed the men, "These two are disrespectful to their master. Take them away and give them twenty lashes, then kick them out of the mansion."

As soon as he finished speaking, several people grabbed the two men's arms from both sides.

The faint arrogance on their faces vanished without a trace in an instant.

They exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

Seeing that Meng Youning was about to leave, the two maids could no longer hold back and knelt down with a thud.

"Princess Consort, spare us!" A woman in green lunged at Meng Youning's back, but was kicked away by Mu Xiang with a cold face. "We really know we were wrong."

"Slap!" He gritted his teeth and slapped himself.

"It was my fault for not knowing the rules. I will do whatever the Princess Consort wants." The little maid cried with snot and tears streaming down her face, her previous smugness completely gone. "But please, Princess Consort, give me another chance. Please don't send me out of the manor."

She kowtowed repeatedly on the ground, crying, "This servant has nowhere to go after leaving the Prince's residence!"

Her tone sounded quite pitiful.

Meng Youning paused, turned around abruptly, glanced down at her, squatted down, and looked her in the eye. "What you just said, was it true?"

The maid in green was taken aback for a moment, then nodded hurriedly, "Really, really."

Meng Youning stretched out her hands with distinct knuckles and gently stroked her face.

A chill ran down her spine, and the maid in green couldn't help but shiver.

"That sounds really pitiful." Meng Youning slowly withdrew her hand and straightened up. "But what does this have to do with me?"

He slightly raised his hand. "Take him away."

Meng Youning left without a second thought, leaving behind only a series of increasingly shrill screams.

A slow, slight smile played on her lips; she hadn't missed the fleeting disdain in the other person's eyes.

Such a person will always be a problem if kept in the household.