Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

"Ouch!"

The covered walkway.

A young maid carrying a food box passed by and tripped and fell while going up the steps.

The food from the food box was spilled all over the floor.

Fried chicken, fried dough sticks, meat buns, milk tea, all kinds of pastries and snacks...

The young maid who had just applied wax walked over and quickly helped the person up.

"Oh dear! Sister Qiuju, are you alright?"

The maid named Qiuju patted the oil and soup stains off her clothes, her brows furrowed. "I didn't fall, but the prince's breakfast was spilled. I'll have to go back and change my clothes before I deliver it. I'm afraid I'll get a scolding."

The maidservant hurriedly helped Qiuju pick up the broken pieces of porcelain from the ground.

"Sister, go back and change your clothes first. I'll take the prince's breakfast to him for you. There's still some left in the kitchen."

Qiuju held her hand and said gratefully, "Good Ling'er, thank you. You should go back and get it now, or that man will make a scene again."

Ling'er nodded. "Sister, go back and change your clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold."

Jiang Miaomiao secretly glanced at Princess Rong'an.

She whispered, "Sister Fu, are you going to see your father?"

Princess Rong'an fell silent again, put her back on Jiang Xiaobai's back, and went forward alone.

They went to the Prince of Liang's courtyard.

Jiang Miaomiao followed behind, feeling that whenever she mentioned Prince Liang, Sister Fu Yuan's face would darken.

The two went around to the window at the back of Liang Wang's house and waited.

Fu Yuan craned her neck and cautiously peered inside. Jiang Miaomiao was also sitting on the back of the little white wolf, so she could see the scene inside.

The Prince of Liang, who had gained two sizes, leaned against the bed.

They were munching on walnuts and peanuts.

The fat on his face jiggled as he chewed.

The Fuqing and Fude brothers peeled walnuts and peanuts for him, but even when they peeled them together, they couldn't keep up with how fast he ate.

After a while, the curtain was lifted, and the maid named Ling'er entered the room carrying a food box.

She smiled sweetly at Fuqing and Fude, "You two brothers have been waiting for a long time. This is your breakfast."

As he spoke, he took out a plate of meat buns from the food box and gave them to the two of them.

"Ling'er, it's you here. Where is Qiuju?"

Fuqing and Fude were very vigilant. Qiuju was a second-class maid in the old lady's courtyard.

Ling'er was born into a household. Her mother was in charge of purchasing for the kitchen and didn't want her to serve others, so she stayed in the kitchen to be a hanger-on.

She's quite attractive.

Occasionally, he would bring food to Qiuju.

Ling'er replied to them, "Sister Qiuju tripped and fell on her way here, getting her clothes dirty, so she asked me to deliver the meal to the Prince..."

"What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and bring in my breakfast!" The roar of the King of Liang came from the inner room.

day to day.

Rising in the morning and setting in the evening.

Same place, same faces.

Eat and sleep all day long.

King Liang had no idea how long he had been in this small, square courtyard.

Bored out of his mind, only good food could relieve his inner anxiety.

The wounds on my body have almost healed.

He tried to get out of bed and walk, but found that he couldn't put any weight on his legs and felt a faint stinging pain.

It is said that it takes a hundred days to recover from a bone or muscle injury.

He figured he'd need to rest a bit longer before he could leave the yard.

Seeing that the Prince of Liang was furious, Fuqing Fude quickly took out a silver needle to test the dish. Seeing that there was no problem, he said, "Miss, please take it in quickly."

"This servant will serve Your Highness your meal. My two brothers, please have something to eat and rest for a while."

As Ling'er spoke, she went into the inner room, skillfully placed a small table on the Liang King's couch, and set out dishes of food on the table.

"Your Highness, this servant is here to serve you your meal."

Upon seeing Fuqing and Fude leave the house, King Liang approached Ling'er, put his arm around her slender waist, and kissed her on the cheek.

"Little Ling'er, I've missed you so much!"

"Your Majesty..."

Ling'er gave a coquettish cry and leaned into the arms of the King of Liang.

"Your Highness, let me feed you..."

She picked up the bowl of minced meat porridge, took a sip, and moved closer to Prince Liang...

……

Jiang Miaomiao was engrossed in watching when suddenly everything went black as Princess Rong'an covered her eyes with her hands.

All that could be heard from inside was a woman's coquettish voice.

"Your Highness...please stop..."

"Your Majesty..."

Jiang Miaomiao pushed the hand away from her and looked up to see Sister Yuan with a dark expression.

His gaze was fixed intently on what was inside.

The Prince of Liang was cuddling with the little maidservant...

……

It's a bit too much for my eyes!

After nibbling for a while, he started eating his delicious breakfast again.

Ling'er blushed and stood aside tidying her clothes and hair.

"Your Highness, is your promise of me the position of concubine valid?"

The King of Liang pinched her little face and laughed, "Of course it counts... Little Ling'er's letter has been sent out. When will they come to rescue me from this predicament?"

"I've sent it. On the Lantern Festival three days from now, the entire Jiangzhou city will be releasing sky lanterns. The Cui residence will be flooded, and bandits will infiltrate the city and cause trouble. I will take this opportunity to bring people to rescue you. Your Highness, you must be prepared."

"Good, good, little Ling'er is so clever and quick-witted. I will definitely not let you down. Once you are free, I will tell the world that you are my concubine."

With a smile in his eyes, King Liang let out a long sigh of relief, finally able to leave this awful place and wash away his shame!

He took out a jade pendant from his bosom and placed it in the woman's hand. "Ling'er, this is a token of our love that I give you. You must keep it safe."

"Your Highness, I will certainly take good care of it!"

Ling'er tucked the jade pendant into her bosom and gave Liang Wang a quick kiss on his oily face.

……

Jiang Miaomiao was disgusted.

I closed my eyes briefly.

Seeing that there was no more movement inside, she and Princess Rong'an quietly left the courtyard, where they ran into Aunt Xiuxiu, who had come looking for them.

They were taken back to the house.

Mother and Aunt Xiuxiu stood in front of them with their hands on their hips.

One had an oval face, the other a square face; their eyes were wide like copper bells, staring intently at them.

What were you doing at the Liangwang Courtyard?

"Sister, do you even need to ask? When I went there, the two little ones were peeking. I don't know what's so interesting about it?"

Aunt Xiuxiu rested her chin on one hand, looking at them thoughtfully.

Princess Rong'an's eyes were red, her face was flushed, and she kept her head down without saying a word.

Logically, she should hate her father, so why does she have this expression?

"What did you just see?" Lu Qingyao asked her little girl.

Jiang Miaomiao pursed her lips, looking at her mother with an innocent and bewildered expression, "Mother, Ling'er drank a sip of porridge, and then... mouth to mouth... fed the fat prince..."

Lu Qingyao's head was buzzing, and the smile on her face froze instantly.

Xiuxiu's eyes widened as well, "What...what did you see?"

Then he quickly shut his mouth.

No wonder the little princess's face was flushed; she had seen something she shouldn't have.

That person was her own father.

Although the little girl was quiet and reserved, she was already thirteen or fourteen years old, and royal descendants are known for their early maturity.

I'm afraid I know everything I should and shouldn't know.

After a long while, Lu Qingyao said leisurely, "Xiuxiu, go and find out who Ling'er is?"

"Invite the Princess over here again..."

"Okay, sister."

Just as Xiuxiu was about to leave, Princess Rong'an stopped her.

"Wait! No, don't ask... don't alert them..."