C21 (2/2)

The palace maid that followed Wang Zhixi in was called Fangruo. From the very beginning, she served Wang Zhixi and did her best. It was as if the other Imperial Consort Candidate s in the hall didn't exist. At this moment, she tactfully and tactfully spoke out the words that Wang Zhixi was unable to say, ”Earlier, Eunuch Feng, who was by the side of His Majesty, came over to say that His Majesty had said … Your Majesty said …”

”If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you stuttering?” Yang Jingru said with a smile that was not a smile, ”If you didn't say so, you master and your servant would have been able to come all the way from the front hall.”

Wang Zhixi blushed slightly, ”I am just feeling sorry for sister.”

Fangruo said, ”Your majesty said that this girl is extremely ugly.” Normally speaking, she would respect Wang Rong more because she was Wang Zhixi's own sister, but judging from Wang Zhixi's actions, she knew that her own sister was a person who maintained her respect on the surface.

”Fangruo.” Wang Zhixi bellowed, she looked at Wang Rong He and said, ”Perhaps the painter is not good enough, causing big sister to look bad. Your Majesty will know when he sees you. ”

”That's good. I want to go home too. ” Wang Rong He smiled as he heard this.

”It's just a joke, why would I go home?” Wang Zhixi said. Sister, don't be angry. It's already in the palace. Elder sister said that she wanted to go home, and was told by someone that it would be a great disgrace if elder sister didn't want to stay in the palace. So it's a bad thing. ”

”Isn't someone with ulterior motives right in front of him?” Yang Jingru laughed.

”Elder sister really doesn't care at all?” Wang Zhixi asked. Wang Rong didn't show the slightest embarrassment on her face. How could this woman not care about her appearance? Especially when it came to the evaluation of the man who would become her husband. If it was her that His Majesty said was ugly, she would have had the heart to jump in the well. There was a Imperial Consort Candidate in the main hall of the front hall. She was born heaven's feet, and now that she had been pressured by others, she had no choice but to do palace maid's work. She only hoped that it would be easier for him to get by, and he would occasionally bump into her crying in the corner, and hit her own feet.

Wang Zhixi did not go along to bully her, but when others asked, they would just say that my sister had never been to her feet either. Seeing her so pitiful, I also felt sorry for her. ”They are all Imperial Consort Candidate s of the same hall. If the title is not given, then who is more noble than you? Now that you are showing off your might, how would you know that there is no one watching you from behind?”

”I know very well what I look like. I don't need to hear it from others.” Wang Rong and Yu Yu also dropped the pieces, indicating for Yang Jingru to leave.

Wang Zhixi was bored and left in embarrassment. When she returned to the front hall, other people saw her reddened face and asked what was wrong, she said reluctantly, ”If there's nothing wrong, I'll just cry for my sister.”

”You are a very kind person. Even if your majesty praises you for being beautiful, you still won't be happy. You are only worried about your sister being called ugly by your majesty.” The Imperial Consort Candidate said, ”But you are all half-brethren, how can there be such a huge gap? Wouldn't that mean that your mother's beauty surpasses her mother's countless times? ”

Wang Zhixi's heart skipped a beat, but she replied in a serious tone, ”My body is covered with skin, and my parents do not dare to harm me. The appearance given by the parents is also the beginning of filial piety. ”

Ever since she was young, she knew that she had always been behaving well in front of her father, establishing her prestige in front of her servants, and that her words to her little companions caused everyone to misunderstand Wang Rong He. Even her reputation of Wang Rong and Wu Yan was being spread privately, this was nothing. She had fought with Wang Rong too many times, so she already knew that Wang Rong wouldn't easily argue with her over such small matters. There were some things that Wang Rong didn't consider an offense, but when it came to her mother, that was her bottom line.

The Zhang clan did not leave behind any portraits of themselves. After their mother took control of the clan, a group of servants came over, but no one could remember the appearance of the clan anymore.

In order to please her, the young woman had said the same thing. They were all born from the same father, the second young lady was as beautiful as a fairy, and the older girl was far inferior to her. It could be seen that Zhang Shi's appearance and his wife's appearance were like heaven and earth.

She was naturally happy to hear this because both she and her mother thought the same. He didn't expect that these words would reach Wang Rong He's ears, that he would always be talking and laughing, like someone who didn't care, and would directly order his relatives to tie him up and kick him out. In his name, he was criticizing his mistress, and of course his relatives also had some strength to fight him.

There was a scuffle in her little yard.

She trembled in her nurse's embrace as she looked over her nurse's shoulder. Wang Rong raised her eyebrows and said to her relatives. I know that you signed the agreement on your own in order to gain my mother's trust. ”Since you have signed the indenture contract, you will be a servant of the Wang family. If I want to sell you, it will just be a matter of words.”

After that, she saw her originally high-spirited relatives spread out on the ground, kowtowing to her sister with tears flowing down, ”Big girl, please spare my life, I, Zhu Pi, was foolish enough to speak, my mouth was broken, I should have hit you, big girl should have taught me a lesson, I don't dare to hide, I don't dare to hide anymore.”

”Since I am standing here, my mother, even if she is already dead, is also the matriarch of this mansion.” At that time, Wang Rong He was also only eleven years old, and his stature hadn't grown much. The servants who were taller than her already didn't dare to look at her as they said, ”If there's a next time when I talk about my mistress, I won't be so merciful.”

Wang Zhixi remembered that at that time, she was still burning with fear. The wet nurse held her up all night but refused to call a doctor, ”Good girl, you can only bear with it, but it's all because of that mouth. ”The old master has been very angry, and the old lady is kneeling down in the ancestral hall. Good girl, you must take pity on your mother, and bear with it.”

From then on, Wang Zhixi understood that other than a set of skin, there was a huge difference between her and Wang Rong. So she learned a lot of talent, filial piety and beautiful name together, so her name Ming Zhu won more and more, Wang Rong and the name of the dusty.

She couldn't help but compare herself with Wang Rong every time. If she held the upper hand, she would feel extremely satisfied. However, when she thought about how Wang Rong didn't care about comparing with her, this satisfaction changed.