Originally, Nan Xi hadn't thought that much.

But when her mother said this, she also began to think deeply.

After thinking about it carefully, it was just as my mother said.

What a terrible thing it would be if we could even control our thoughts.

After returning from the palace, Nan Xi saw Jing'er kneeling in front of her room for the first time.

There were many maids and servants watching the excitement around, all pointing behind her.

But Jing'er seemed not to feel anything, and still knelt there quietly.

Seeing her coming back, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and even the tone of his words became urgent.

"Your Highness the Princess!"

Nan Xi glanced at her, then stopped in front of her: "What do you mean? What are you doing kneeling here?"

"Even if it were another noble lady, I'm afraid she wouldn't do this."

Especially since she suffered the cold outside, her body bones have become weaker and weaker.

If it were the past, she would not do this even if she froze to death.

By the time Nan Xi arrived at the teahouse, many ladies from rich families had already arrived.

After doing all this, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and just looked forward to getting to the next day so that she could explain this matter clearly to everyone.

Especially when she thought of her mother's worries, she immediately sent a servant to deliver the post and made an appointment with a few good officials' ladies and noble ladies to go to the teahouse for tea.

Jing'er hurriedly spoke earnestly: "Your Highness, have you forgotten? The daughter of the common people has entered the princess's mansion and will serve you tea the next day to say hello."

She snorted softly, and then said quietly: "Okay, you can go back."

He caught a glimpse of the two palace maids guarding outside the house and murmured in a low voice: "Miss, it's not worth it for you to do this, isn't it? You have been kneeling hard for almost a day, but the princess sent you away in just two words."

Even though the bed had been purchased in advance, she still shivered a little when she lay in it.

Nan Xi took a deep breath, then looked around, and then said: "Get up quickly. You don't have to come over to ask for tea in the future. There are not so many red tapes here."

"good."

Jing'er tried her best to stand up, but because she had been kneeling for too long, she stumbled before she could stand up.

In addition, she also talked about her next plans.

After hearing this, Jing'er raised the corners of her lips and smiled: "She did this, which made me happy. Think about it, the worse her attitude towards me is, the more she leaves me alone.

People are not blind."

Fortunately, there was a maid beside her to support her, otherwise, she might have fallen to the ground.

Then he responded and limped towards his residence.

But now she was really too cold, and she didn't care about the dignity of master and servant that had always been engraved in her bones. She just wanted to warm her body.

Jing'er said two words slightly, and then reminded the maid next to her: "Don't talk too much from now on. I must have my own intention for doing this. Don't ruin my good deeds."

Seeing Jing'er's embarrassed look, the maid next to Nan Xi whispered: "Your Highness, cousin Jing'er may have other motives for doing this."

Because Nan Xi was busy, she agreed to her request and sent a sedan to take her back.

Jing'er nodded, stretched out her cold hand, grabbed the maid's hand and pulled her into the bed.

"Actually, I never thought that maybe Jing'er came too late. When I arrived, Her Highness the Princess had already gone to the palace. Please forgive me."

…

The maid said with a look of joy: "Now that I know it, Miss, I will never be too talkative again."

Jing'er was too cold to speak. She just folded her arms and huddled up, nodding towards the maid.

"Thank you, Your Highness Princess."

She must always call herself a slave, so that she can always remember that only by working hard to be the master can she not call herself a slave.

The maid lay down straight at first, letting her hold her for warmth.

All of them are accompanied by maids.

The maid who was keeping watch at night saw her shivering with cold, and couldn't help but asked: "Miss, are you very cold?"

"Miss, do you feel a little warmer now?"

But Jing'er was a little different. She was lying on the bed tossing and turning but couldn't fall asleep.

The maid next to her felt distressed and fetched hot water and wiped her with a towel over and over again.

Nan Xi frowned slightly, Jing'er stood up and said to her: "Your Highness, please don't worry about me, I'm fine."

When the maid heard this, her movements froze, and she asked in surprise: "Miss, you mean to say that if the bad news about you by Her Royal Highness spreads throughout the entire Princess Mansion, it will spread to the outside world, and then the Princess' reputation will be

It will also get worse.”

She indeed felt much better, so she nodded, and finally whispered: "You can sleep here from now on, I'm afraid of the cold."

After sending Jing'er away, Nan Xi started busy with the things at hand.

"There were so many people watching in the garden, and she knelt like this for most of the day. I'm afraid you will be criticized by then."

After hearing this, the maid next to her responded in a low voice.

She knew that besides this method, she might have to use other methods to beat it.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yangfan's face suddenly turned red.

"As for those who gossip, once caught, they will be sold out."

That night, Nan Xi turned over and hugged Wang Yangfan, telling him what she had encountered.

But in the end, he found that it had little effect, so he turned over and hugged their young lady.

Early the next morning, Nan Xi was busy with his own affairs, while Jing'er also bid farewell to them and went to see Mrs. Shangshu.

Jing'er's face looked a little ugly, but she still managed to smile at her.

But Nan Xi didn't see this, she just muttered to him what she had said to her mother today.

After Jing'er returned from the princess's house, her legs were almost useless.

Wang Yangfan listened while blushing, and gave her unique insights and suggestions at the right time.

Especially the fear of cold, I am more afraid of the cold than before.

Nan Xi was different from them. Instead, she rode a horse by herself.

The maid gritted her teeth and asked again in a low voice: "How about I go up and warm you up?"

Nan Xi glanced at her lightly and said, "She likes to do these little tricks, so let her do it. There's nothing you or I can do about it anyway."

She almost forgot that she had entered the princess's mansion. She was a slave, not a daughter of the people.

That night, because of Wang Yangfan's encouragement, she slept particularly soundly.

Seeing the tall horse parked under the teahouse, many official ladies couldn't help but peek their heads in. They just thought that the princess was extremely handsome. If she was a good son, they would be overwhelmed by the pressure to marry her.

Nan Xi put the carriage away and went upstairs.

After entering the private room, everyone was ready to salute her. She waved her hand to let everyone go, and then said, "Have you brought everything you asked me to bring?"

All the official ladies looked shy, but they still took out the notebooks they had brought.
Chapter completed!