First, half a month ago, several maids who were loyal to Princess Jiaming were sent away by the Zhang family on the grounds that they were "over twenty and leaving the house to get married." Only Lian Xin stayed.

Secondly, just the day before yesterday, Lian Xin angered Princess Jiaming for some reason, and she was slapped twice by Princess Jiaming and kicked out of Zhang's house.

On the surface, these two incidents were Princess Jiaming's surrender and compromise to the Zhang family. However, combined with the various anomalies in Princess Jiaming today, he suspected that this was something she did intentionally.

As for the purpose...

Jing Heng actually didn't dare to guess, and slowly let go of his wife's hand, not wanting her to notice his guilty conscience.

Qin Xiaoxiao was distracted and didn't notice anything strange about him in the darkness: "I'm very nervous, I always feel that something big has happened. My feeling is always very accurate. Do you think it could be my cousin..."

Jing Heng put his arms around her shoulders and took her into his arms: "Today is New Year's Eve, and the Zhang family will not choose to do anything to her at this time. Didn't you say before that my cousin intended to leave the Zhang family? Maybe she has changed today.

It has something to do with this matter.”

Qin Xiaoxiao sighed: "I hope it's as you said. I don't want my cousin to live in hatred. As long as she jumps out of the fire pit of the Zhang family, those dogs will get retribution sooner or later."

Jing Heng hugged her tightly: "I will."

Being targeted by Qin Huai, the Yama, what good outcome could the Zhang family have? He just hoped that his methods would be gentler and not involve Princess Jiaming, otherwise it would be difficult for Yi Xiaoxiao to get along with him due to his temperament.

…

On New Year's Eve, thousands of lights illuminated the snow, lighting up the otherwise dark night.

At this time, every household has its doors closed and stands in front of the fire pot, waiting for the arrival of the New Year.

The Zhang family was no exception. Except for Zhang Shiren who was lying in bed, everyone else gathered in the main hall and began to reward the servants in the mansion.

Zhang Cifu had an excellent official reputation, and was praised for being upright and honest, and loving the people like a son. In order to maintain this reputation, the number of servants in the Zhang family was always very small, no more than thirty people.

During the night watch every year, they did not need to be served by their slaves. They asked the slaves to go back to their rooms to rest after receiving their rewards. They also cooked and ate the Yuanbao dumplings they had to eat during the period.

In previous years, it was Princess Jiaming who took the initiative to cook. This time, after receiving Madam Zhang's order, she glanced at Lan Zhi and said lightly: "I am half a master, so this year I will try Aunt Lan's cooking.

"

Lan Zhi's eyes turned cold, and as soon as she put on her aggrieved face, Mrs. Qin said with a face: "You are the royal wife, how can you be lazy and let Lan'er go on a day like today? She doesn't even know what to do with her anger. I think

You are deliberately trying to embarrass her!"

Faced with this accusation, Princess Jiaming's expression remained unchanged: "Old Madam, you are too worried. Aunt Lan is a concubine. If I embarrass her, wouldn't I be lowering my status? Old Madam doesn't even bother to do such a thing, right?"

Mrs. Zhang slammed the table and glared: "How dare you disobey me?"

Lan Zhi is her great-niece. In her opinion, Princess Jiaming looks down on Lan Zhi because she looks down on her. How can she bear this?

Princess Jiaming's expression changed, with a hint of humiliation: "Jiaming doesn't dare."

Mrs. Zhang looked proud and snorted: "Go and cook the Yuanbao dumplings, and remember to bring a bowl to Ren'er!"

Lan Zhi glanced at Princess Jiaming and said weakly to Mrs. Zhang: "Grandma, let Lan'er go. My cousin is also tired today."

Mrs. Zhang lovingly patted the back of her hand: "Today she was lazy and did not attend the palace banquet. Why is she tired? But you have been serving Ren'er all day, so you need to take a good rest. Ren'er still needs you to take care of her at night.

Woolen cloth."

Lan Zhi bit her lip and looked at Princess Jiaming guiltily, but did not dare to speak to her, as if Princess Jiaming could eat her if she opened her mouth.

Princess Jiaming didn't want to see her acting coy, so she left in a hurry without even saying hello, bringing with her a gust of cold wind.

Zhang Cifu and Zhang Shilang carefully tasted the top-quality Junshan Silver Needles, as if they could not see the overt and covert fights between the four women. They looked at the heavy snow outside the window and praised "the auspicious snow heralds a good year."

They stepped on Princess Jiaming to win the praise of "benevolence" and "kindness", and their attitude towards her became casual, without worrying about her backlash.

Now that Princess Jiaming's reputation has been almost ruined, no one will believe her excuse.

About two moments later, Princess Jiaming walked in carrying a tray. The tray contained eight bowls of steaming Yuanbao dumplings, and the rising mist blurred her face.

"Sister, I'll do it." Lan Zhi stood up diligently, took the tray from her hand and placed it on the table, then handed it to Zhang Cifu and others in turn, receiving strong praise from Mrs. Zhang.

Princess Jiaming looked on coldly, and just as she was about to pick up her own bowl, she heard Mrs. Zhang say displeasedly: "Ren'er hasn't eaten yet, please bring him a bowl quickly."

Lan Zhi quickly said: "Mom, it's better for me to go and let my sister have a rest."

Mrs. Zhang immediately became kind: "No, just let her go. Once she serves Renlang well, you will be more relaxed."

Lan Zhi's eyes turned red: "Mother, you are so kind to me!"

Mrs. Zhang was very helpful and urged: "Eat quickly, it will get cold in a while."

Lan Zhi nodded, but fed Teng'er first.

"Mom, it's delicious!" Teng'er smiled and narrowed her eyes, raised her little hand and pushed the half-eaten Yuanbao dumplings on the spoon to Lan Zhi's mouth: "Mom, eat it too."

Lan Zhi smiled gently: "Teng'er is so good!"

When others saw this, they all praised the treasure. If Zhang Shiren's descendants cannot recover, they will be the only children of the Zhang family.

There was a lot of fun in the main room. Princess Jiaming picked up another bowl of Yuanbao dumplings and walked to Zhang Shiren's yard with an expressionless face.

But the moment she stepped out of the threshold, she looked back at the six people eating Yuanbao dumplings, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: Not even one of them was missing!
Chapter completed!