After the prince left, Biyue received the prince's instructions to supervise the princess. In the prince's palace, the prince's food and daily life did not make her more clear than herself.
With a tense expression, he looked at Murong Yingluo and said, "Your Majesty, I don't like fragrance, so I can't have anything that smells like powder."
Yingluo raised her eyelashes slightly, no wonder he was so sensitive to the scent of ylang-ylang on his body.
"Your Majesty is in poor health, so your diet must be light... Your Majesty likes to drink bitter tea... You cannot be reactionary about the things in Your Majesty's room... Your Majesty."
Biyue listed a series of the prince's preferences in one breath, and Yingluo frowned. This prince had so many preferences, so detailed and comprehensive.
Looking at Bi Yue carefully, he saw some hostility in Bi Yue's face. He had never heard that King Zheng had a concubine to sleep with him. He was so young and vigorous, so how could he not have anyone to sleep with him.
This girl must be the prince's sleeping maid. No wonder she is hostile to him, "How long have you been with the prince?"
Although the prince made an explanation, Murong Yingluo was still the princess after all, so she answered truthfully: "I have been serving the prince for more than a year."
After more than a year, she has figured out the prince's preferences clearly, and she is indeed attentive enough. "You should be able to read! This princess wants to read the prince's family rules. You take a pen and paper and write down the prince's preferences. In time
Just show it to me."
Bi Yue did not expect that Murong Yingluo wanted to send her away with just a few words, "Princess, the prince gave an order before he left. From now on, the prince will have to take care of his food and daily life, including the heavy work of starching and washing clothes."
"Insolent!" Our young lady doesn't touch the spring water with her fingers." Zhen'er shouted angrily.
Murong Yingluo stretched out her hand to stop Zhen'er. Murong gave Yingluo still remembered the agreement she made with Si Wushang. As long as she satisfied him, she would be allowed to enter and leave the palace openly. Although she married into the palace later, even though he was Prince Zheng's favorite.
So what about Ji, she is Princess Zheng, how can she let a slave ride on her head?
Randomly asked: "Where is the laundry room?"
Zhen'er directly took Murong Yingluo's arm and said, "Miss, you cannot lower your status. Starching and washing clothes is a job for servants. The prince is deliberately making things difficult for the lady."
"Zhen'er, it's normal for a wife to starch and wash clothes for her husband, but how come it's like she degrades herself when it comes to your mouth?"
Biyue secretly laughed in her heart. She was obviously being teased by the prince, yet she still tried to put money on her face. She really deserved to be so arrogant back then!
"Princess, please come with me."
Yingluo called Amai to follow her. Zhen'er didn't understand what the lady wanted to do, so she could only follow behind.
Biyue took the master and servant to a courtyard in the west wing, and ordered people to bring over all the prince's clothes.
Murong Yingluo looked at the racks made of bamboo poles in the laundry room, which were filled with clothes to dry. The women in laundry put the clothes in wooden basins and beat them with sticks.
Murong Yingluo frowned and said, "Zhen'er, Huanyi looks like this, it doesn't look difficult at all."
"Miss, you have never washed your clothes before, why don't Zhen'er wash them for you?"
Murong Yingluo ignored Zhen'er and looked at the bamboo poles placed around her, "Zhen'er, hold on to your clothes and let's go wash the clothes. Amai, follow us holding the bamboo poles."
Seeing Yingluo leaving with others, Biyue hurriedly stopped her and said, "Princess, where are you going?"
Murong Yingluo raised her lips slightly, "Of course I am washing clothes for the prince. The wooden basin here is too small and the place is not spacious enough."
Bi Yue couldn't stop her, so Ying Luo took Amai and Zhen'er without politeness to a separate courtyard. As she walked along the way, she saw the quiet courtyard here. She saw Bi Yue's expression was awkward, and there was something fishy about the settlement of this courtyard.
Biyue followed behind, watching the three of them walking towards Qingfeng Garden, and hurriedly stopped in front of her, "Princess, please stop! In front of you is Qingfeng Garden. You are not allowed to go in without the prince's order."
"I'm a princess, why can't I go in? It's just a courtyard. There's a green lake somewhere where I can wash my clothes."
"No! The koi are stocked in the pond. My prince likes to feed the fish by the lake."
Seeing Bi Yue's anxious eyes, her eyes were a little red. Could it be that there is some secret hidden in Qingfeng Garden? Maybe the thing the emperor wanted to find was hidden in Qingfeng Garden.
The surroundings of Qingfeng Garden are tightly guarded, and no one in the palace will approach without the prince's order.
If Yingluo entered by force, it would appear that she had ulterior motives. "Then tell me where there is a lotus pond in this palace?"
Biyue couldn't understand why the princess had to look for a pond if it wasn't just to starch and wash clothes. However, there was another place in the palace. Na Na said: "There is a lotus pond not far from the entrance to the palace."
It's midsummer, and the graceful lotus flowers in the lake are in full bloom, and their delicate and elegant fragrance is astonishing.
Murong Yingluo ordered Amai to put down the bamboo pole in his hand, and ordered Zhen'er to throw Si Wushang's clothes directly into the lake, and then picked up the bamboo pole and stirred the clothes in the water.
He ordered Amai to insert the bamboo pole into the lotus pond, and Yingluo picked up the clothes from the water. The bamboo stick penetrated the sleeves of the clothes and hung them directly on the shelf built with bamboo poles on the lotus pond. There was not a drop of water on her hands.
In just a moment, all the clothes were dried in the lotus pond. Biyue was speechless. She had never seen clothes washed in such a starchy way.
Looking at Biyue's blank eyes, she curled her lips with satisfaction. If she wanted to take off her clothes, she would have to dismantle the bamboo and wooden shelves built in the lotus pond.
"If I remember correctly, the prince ordered you to send the clothes to the room at night." Murong Yingluo said in a light tone, without a hint of coldness.
Every word hit her heart. Bi Yue was upset in her heart. The prince's clothes were hung to dry in the lotus pond. At this time, the lotus pond was full of lotus flowers. Is it possible that she had to fly there by herself?