Chapter 2 So unrestrained

Ruixue nodded, apparently sending her a house fight script.

She was given a marriage, a concubine, and her life was miserable for three consecutive times, but she just wanted to lie down and not fight.

Seeing that there are still grains of rice in the bowl, pick it up and eat it clean. You need to regain your strength first.

It was getting dark outside, so I put down the dishes and let the girl light the lamp.

"There is no lamp oil. We just came to the house yesterday and didn't give us anything. The food for the past two days was secretly sent by the lady on the stove." Then he sighed: "Most of the things we brought ourselves were taken care of by the steward.

Take it away, if Miss is full, why not go to bed early."

Ruixue couldn't help but curse.

"Gan~!"

How could this girl's situation be worse than mine? How could she fight if she had such a bad foundation?

There was nothing she could do about it in the past, but she has been through it in the future, and she will never let anyone round her up or flatten her.

In the dark, I climbed onto the dry plank bed with only one layer of mattress, and suddenly there was a movement in the yard.

Someone softly called "Miss" several times. When Xiao Tao heard the voice, she became happy, got out of bed and opened the door.

The visitor was carrying a lantern in one hand and a large bundle in the other. He was neatly dressed and had a somewhat choking smell of oil smoke.

This is probably the lady Xiao Tao said would deliver food to them.

Ruixue didn't know him and couldn't talk nonsense, so he stepped forward and helped him up.

If this lady dares to secretly deliver something, she must have some special relationship with Ruixue.

As expected, Xiao Tao said excitedly after the person left.

"It turns out that she used to be my wife's dowry. No wonder she took great care of us as soon as we entered the house. We won't be afraid of going hungry in the future."

He packed up the things in his bag, picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and handed it to Ruixue's mouth.

"Although Kyoto is prosperous, I am still not as comfortable as in the village. Only this stuttering can make me feel good.

Miss, try it now, it really melts in your mouth, it’s not any worse than the ones in our store.”

Ruixue turned her head and knitted her beautiful eyebrows together.

I just had a casual chat with the lady, and I felt that the situation at home was really complicated.

If you really want to fight in the house, as an outsider, you will have to resort to some means to gain a foothold in the house.

The original owner of this little white flower had a worse life than himself. She was said to be the direct daughter of the prime minister, but because of her bad luck, her life had not been smooth since she was born.

When he was ten years old, his mother died, and he had no support in the house. He was sent to Zhuangzi to be free-range, and he was never cared for.

The reason why I was brought back now is because I am about to get married, and my family will be married to the prince who returned from an injury in the north.

The marriage between the prime minister's office and the royal family was a good thing that would not have happened to a transparent person like her.

However, this prince's reputation was not good, his parents died young, and he was thrown out of Kyoto at a very young age.

Hearing that he came back this time to recuperate from his injuries, the emperor cherished his nephew and wanted to keep him in Kyoto, so he arranged a marriage for him.

After the imperial edict was issued, even if Mr. Zuo Xiang was not happy, he could only accept it bravely.

From what the cook said, the Prime Minister was very dissatisfied with the marriage and seemed to be unwilling to have anything to do with Prince Ning.

After the rooster crows three times, Rui Xue rubbed her swollen eyes and got up, reaching out to touch the glasses beside the pillow.

After catching her breath, she remembered that this was no longer the world she was familiar with.

The small door in the courtyard was pushed open, and five or six maids entered the courtyard carrying boxes of clothes.

Ruixue spat out the mouthwash and looked at the beautiful woman walking towards her with straight eyes.

The eyebrows are graceful, the makeup is exquisite, the ring is dangling, and the fragrance is fragrant.

Wearing a dark purple skirt, her skin became even whiter, but there was a hint of sadness between her eyebrows, which made people want to explore.

The woman looked at Ruixue, her brows furrowed even more tightly, she raised her hand and said.

"You~, hey, forget it."

He turned around and told the maid: "Go and help the eldest lady wash her clothes and hurry up. The prime minister is about to go to court."

Ruixue was embraced into the house by everyone, and they helped her change and get dressed.

There was no mirror in the room, and I didn't know what I looked like after being tortured by them.

After leaving the house, the sun that had just jumped up to the wall stung her and made her unable to open her eyes.

The beautiful woman frowned and looked at Ruixue, who was wearing a goose-yellow dress, and said, "Your skin is a bit darker, so I won't take advantage of you.

But at least it’s the second young lady’s wish. I’ve seen your father, so I’d better go and say thank you to her.”

Although Ruixue was a little confused about the situation, she said as little as possible and made fewer mistakes.

Now it is better to listen more and watch more. First, clarify the relationship in the house, and then make the next plan.

Following the beautiful woman out of the yard, she walked up through the rockery garden, the terrace and the waterside pavilion, and entered the prime minister's study.

The Prime Minister has not come back yet, and the beautiful woman sat down in the chair at the top with a tired look on her face, looking at Ruixue who was still standing in the hall and said.

"You can sit down too. After all, she is the legitimate daughter of the prime minister. Since she has returned home, there is no need to be too restrained."

Although he was speaking to Ruixue, his voice was extremely erratic, and his eyes were bright but lackluster.

"You don't need to worry about me as your mistress. If you are missing anything, just ask my servants to tell me, and I will prepare everything for you."

It turns out that this beautiful woman is the stepmother of the prime minister's house and is now the mistress of the house.

Ruixue let out a light "tsk".

This sister looks like she is only in her early thirties, which is when she is in her prime.

But looking at her appearance, she might be having an unsatisfactory life in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"The prime minister is back!"

There was a communication sound outside.

Ruixue stood up and straightened her appearance. From the corner of her eye, she saw the beautiful woman twitching her lips slightly and putting on a happy expression, but her brows furrowed even tighter.

The door was pushed open, and the sunlight that poured into the room completely covered the figure who came in.

Ruixue blinked and looked up at the man walking towards her.

He is tall and thin, elegant and elegant, and has a pair of slender eyes with brilliance flowing through them.

It's just that the light makes the beautiful eyebrows look very gloomy.

This is Jiang Ruixue's biological father. I didn't expect him to be such a handsome uncle in his thirties.

Ruixue was hesitating whether it was better to call her father or father, when the man in front of her spoke with some contempt.

"Why don't you know how to salute your father when you see him? You were well-behaved and smart when you were little, but why are you like this now?"

After saying that, he looked away, raised his hand and said to the beautiful woman: "Huaiyu, wait for me to change my clothes."

Huaiyu walked up to Ruixue and touched her arm gently as if to comfort her. He held the Prime Minister's hand and turned around to enter the compartment.

Ruixue was speechless, rolled her eyes, and sat back down again.

What a bullshit prime minister, after all, he is his daughter whom he has not seen for several years.

It was just a matter of abandoning it, but now that it is in use, I brought it back and blamed her for not knowing etiquette.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t want this kind of scumbag, he has a bluffing face for nothing.

There were rustling sounds in the cubicle, as well as low-pitched conversations.

Ruixue couldn't hear clearly what they were saying.

Just as he was about to get closer, he heard a crash, followed by a muffled groan.

My ears felt feverish and I hurriedly covered my face.

Isn't this in ancient times? How could you still be so unrestrained?
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