C56 (1/2)
An Lingge raised her head, her bright eyes stared straight at Nanny Zhao, with a glimmer in her eyes, ”Nanny Zhao is wrong to say that.”
She stretched out her hand to adjust the corner of her clothes. It was clearly a casual look, but somehow, it carried an indescribable force. Nanny Zhao unconsciously held her breath, as if she was afraid of scaring her.
”There is only one concubine in my father's courtyard, and she has always treated me like her own daughter. Little Sister Yi Er has always been close to me, so it makes no difference even if we are sisters; Second Aunt only has one son who is born directly into her family, but in front of me is a daughter born from a concubine. Speaking of which, Second Aunt likes me more; Everyone in this big family treats me so well. Do I really need the gold and silver to back me up? They are what I rely on the most. ”
As An Lingge said this, she proudly raised her chin, looking very much like an ignorant girl who was suddenly pampered.
Nanny Zhao scoffed in her heart, laughing at An Lingge's stupidity.
Although what she had said before had ulterior motives, those words were her real thoughts. None of the masters in this mansion doted on An Lingge wholeheartedly.
Seeing that An Lingge did not listen to her advice, the Nanny Zhao could only sigh, ”Whatever, since young miss likes it, let's just follow her own heart. This old servant is old after all, it's normal for young miss to hate this old servant.”
Nanny Zhao's words were very coincidental, making it sound like An Lingge hated her and did not follow what she said. It made the other servants feel cold listening to it.
If the old nanny who had followed beside the young miss for more than ten years could be said to be disgusted by it, then what would the young miss do to the young maids?
Seeing that the Nanny Zhao was trying to incite the attention of her subordinates, the coldness in An Lingge's eyes grew even stronger.
Bi Zhu stepped forward with a solemn look on her round face.
”Nanny Zhao, I respect you as an old man by the young miss's side, so even though you are using your age in Parasol House, you have never contradicted me in the slightest. But now, I have no choice but to speak up for the young miss.”
”You are the nanny that was chosen by the princess after she entered the palace. Since the young miss was born, you should have brought the young miss along with you. Logically speaking, you should have treated the young miss to the bone, treating her like your own granddaughter.”
”If I say it inappropriately, then this old servant originally treated the little miss as his own granddaughter, so I can't stand the thought of the little miss getting a bit wronged.” The Nanny Zhao interrupted Bi Zhu and began to put on a show of bitter love. She wiped away the tears that did not exist at the corner of her eyes, ”If it wasn't for the fact that my little grandson was seriously ill, this old servant would never have left Miss.”
Bi Zhu scoffed, ”nanny really has guts, Miss is the master and you are the servant.
”If I remember correctly, nanny must have signed the indenture contract, right? In other words, unless Master were to return the indenture contract to nanny, who is not allowed to leave the Prince An's Palace, how can she return home to see your sick little grandson, and not see him for more than a month? ”
She took two steps forward and walked in front of Nanny Zhao, but her still young and tender face still carried a sharp aura, ”Miss is benevolent, upon hearing that nanny's grandson is critically ill, she called for a servant to take out nanny's indenture contract and release him back home. She even took out a hundred silver coins from her own savings to help nanny retire. Miss is such a benevolent person, the Nanny Zhao is not grateful, but after we return home, she directly pointed at Miss' mischievousness. Her words and words are all because Miss despised you for being old and useless, what are your intentions? ”
An Lingge lowered her eyes. She seemed a little sad, and her slim body looked even thinner at this moment.