Reborn Spoiled Girl Tames the Regent

Li Zhijing frowned, looking displeased, and said, "These matters can be handled by Granny Zhou; there's no need to ask me."

"Granny Zhou won't help. The young master doesn't know, but from top to bottom in the household, everyone is against the young master's wife..."

As Mo Ping spoke, she covered her face and wept.

"You can't even manage your servants, it's truly shameful," Li Zhijing said coldly.

Jiang Wan knew he was still angry, so she whispered, "Even the concubines in the Marquis's mansion dare to bully the Princess Consort at will. Zhijing, this is not the time to be angry."

Hearing her say that, Li Zhijing regained some of her composure.

After a moment of silence, he finally walked quickly towards the door without saying a word.

After everyone had left, Cong Shuang stepped closer and whispered, "Miss, I just heard Master and Aunt say that they want to set a wedding date for you and Xiao Hengzhi as soon as possible."

Jiang Wan frowned slightly; it seemed her father was taking this to heart.

This matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible.

Jiang Mian glanced at the door and walked towards Xiao Hengzhi's room.

As soon as I opened the door, I smelled the herbs, which meant the doctor had already applied the medicine.

Xiao Hengzhi was lying on the bed, having changed his clothes and dried his hair. Upon seeing her enter, he immediately stood up and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Second Miss."

Jiang Wan glanced at him indifferently: "You can still walk, so it seems the injury isn't serious."

"It was the Second Miss who showed mercy."

Jiang Wan snorted coldly, her tone unhurried: "I came here to tell you that another day you should go to your father's place and make up any excuse that you don't want to marry me. In short, make this marriage invalid. Remember, don't let anyone know that I ordered this."

Although Xiao Hengzhi knew that the marriage was just her scheme, hearing her say these words with his own ears still ignited a surge of anger in him.

He suppressed his emotions and pretended not to understand, asking, "Why doesn't Miss Er go and say it herself?"

Jiang Mian fiddled with her nail polish, saying casually, "Just tell me what I'm telling you. Why ask so many questions? Do you really think I want to marry you?"

Xiao Hengzhi lowered his eyes and said with a self-deprecating laugh, "I know I don't have that kind of luck."

"That's it."

She turned and left after saying those words, afraid that if she looked at him again, she might lose control and hit him.

After she left, Xiao Hengzhi slowly raised his head and looked in the direction she had left.

His eyes darkened, and a playful smile appeared on his lips: "But some blessings require fighting for them."

Moreover, once he has the rabbit in his hand, why would he easily let it go?

When Jiang returned to her room, she saw a small cat carved from a piece of bluish-white jade on the windowsill.

It is warm and smooth, like a clear and pure cloud, with a sesame-sized vermilion agate set in a cat's eye, which is very beautiful and lifelike.

It was obvious without asking that it was given to her by Li Zhijing.

She sighed. She couldn't do those foolish things from her past life, like accepting gifts from a married man.

He returned to his room, picked up a pen, wrote a letter, and ordered someone to send the jade cat along with the letter to the Marquis of Pingnan's residence.

......

The Pingnan Marquis's mansion was spacious and bright. All the concubines lived in the back courtyard rooms, except for Concubine Fu, who lived in the side room of the main wife.

Everyone knew that she was favored by the master, so apart from the mistress, the servants in the mansion obeyed her the most.

She was also someone who never lifted a finger, and even when punishing someone, she would order her servants to slap them.

When Li Zhijing entered the backyard, this was the scene he witnessed.

Granny Zhou raised her hand, and Wen Qian knelt on the ground, receiving the resounding slap.

With a crisp snap, it was clear that considerable force had been applied.

Aunt Fu strolled leisurely, and when she saw Li Zhijing coming over, she not only didn't stop him, but instead got up and greeted him with a smile: "Why did you suddenly come back, eldest brother? Perfect timing, come and sit down."

"No need," Li Zhijing said calmly. "What is Aunt doing?"

Aunt Fu waved her feather fan, her face full of disdain: "Oh, this. Yesterday I asked her to help me tidy up my dressing table, but one of the bracelets was missing. It was a yellow jade bracelet that the master gave me, and I couldn't bear to wear it. I guess she must have stolen it."

Mo Ping immediately knelt down and kowtowed to plead for mercy: "How could the Crown Princess possibly covet your things, Aunt? There must be a misunderstanding. Please, Aunt, don't hit me anymore."

Li Zhijing glanced at Wen Qian, whose face was marked with obvious red marks, suggesting she had been hit more than once.

Wen Qian also spoke up to defend herself: "Auntie, yesterday, my maid Qingzhu was also with me tidying up the dressing case. Why didn't you ask her, but only me?"

"I know Qingzhu's personality. She would never steal my things, so it can only be you."

Aunt Fu didn't back down at all, her face full of arrogance.

"If you don't talk, we'll beat you until you do."

After saying that, she gave Granny Zhou a look, and Granny Zhou raised her hand, ready to slap her again.

Li Zhijing reacted quickly, grabbing Zhou Mama's hand and pushing her backward.

Granny Zhou stumbled, glanced at Li Zhijing, and then turned to look at Aunt Fu.

Everyone was somewhat surprised by his actions.

Even Wen Qian looked up, her face full of confusion.

"What does this mean, brother?" Aunt Fu asked.

“The Wen family has been noble for generations and has a large and prosperous family. They would never covet a bracelet. Besides, she is the Crown Prince’s wife. It would be too much for her aunt to punish her.”

He spoke calmly and casually, but Wen Qian's eyes reddened.

"In my opinion, we should start by searching the rooms of the maids and servants. Madam, should I send someone to search Qingzhu's room?"

Perhaps because she hadn't expected Li Zhijing to suddenly speak up for her, Aunt Fu felt a little embarrassed, and her expression immediately stiffened.

He could only try to save face: "Since my elder brother has said so, let's just let this matter drop."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a servant brought him a letter.

Li Zhijing opened the envelope and saw a jade cat inside. He took a deep breath and unfolded the letter.

It was Jiang Mian's elegant and beautiful handwriting: "Born into a prominent family, one is inevitably not in control of one's own destiny. Marrying you may not be what one desires. You and she are not enemies. I hope you will treat her with courtesy and make proper arrangements. Wen Qian is gentle and mild-mannered, with little sharpness. Please remember that the way you treat her is how everyone else will treat her."

He read the letter word by word and then put it into his chest.

Then he turned to look at Wen Qian, who was kneeling on the ground. After thinking for a long time, he squatted down and stood up by holding her arms with both hands.

Wen Qian seemed flattered and shrank back slightly, then said timidly, "It hurts..."

Li Zhijing was taken aback: "I didn't even use any force, where does it hurt?"

Wen Qian bit her lip and remained silent.

Following her gaze, Li Zhijing lifted his sleeve and saw red marks of varying depths on his forearm.

He frowned, loosened his grip, and carefully helped her to her feet, but Wen Qian had been kneeling for too long and her legs were too weak.

So, under everyone's watchful eyes, Li Zhijing, with a furrowed brow, picked the person up and strode into the house.

Aunt Fu stared at his retreating figure for a long while before she finally came to her senses.

"Has he changed his ways? He used to only care about Miss Jiang, what's wrong with him today!"

Back in the house, Li Zhijing helped her sit in a round-backed chair.

Then she said calmly, "From now on, leave things like tidying up your dowry to the servants. You are the Crown Prince's wife, and you are being bullied by a concubine like this. I would be ashamed if you weren't.

Wen Qian lowered her head and nodded.

Looking at her cautious demeanor, Li Zhijing recalled the time he went to the Wen family banquet.

The Wen family is a century-old clan, with the Duke of Wen inheriting the title. The family has a large population and complex relationships. Even the eldest daughter is just an ordinary junior in the Wen family.

At that banquet, men and women sat together. Li Zhijing noticed that the waiter who served wine poured wine for everyone at the table, but he forgot to pour wine for her.

She held the empty wine glass, and although she was in her own home, she was too timid to speak.

He then picked up the wine jug and poured her a glass as well.

I just never expected it to lead to such a big mistake.

Therefore, even after marrying her, he was at odds with the Wen family, and he did not even return to his parents' home after the marriage.

But in the end, she was indeed innocent.

'Marrying you may not be her wish... The way you treat her is how everyone else treats her.'

He recalled those words from Jiang Wan's letter...

Seeing that he hadn't left yet, Wen Qian said again, "Thank you for saving me today, Your Highness. I will definitely not cause you any more trouble in the future."

Li Zhijing gave a soft "hmm," turned around, and walked to the door. He then whispered a few words to Mo Ping.

Mo Ping's eyes lit up immediately, and she looked towards Wen Qian.