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Chapter 72

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Chapter 72

Qingluo's finger joints are thick, and there are obvious calluses on her fingertips and palms. It looks like they are formed by working frequently.

Such rough-and-tumble maids have a humble status. There are at least dozens to hundreds of them in the prince's mansion, and no one will pay much attention to them.

This kind of person is actually more at ease when using it.

Xiao Lingyue then ordered: "I have to go out for something. You stand here and guard the door for me. No one is allowed to go in and disturb the young master before I come back!"

"Yes, I have remembered this."

"If you do this well, you will be the first-class maid in this courtyard from now on."

Xiao Lingyue said calmly: "Don't let me down."

Qing Luo's eyes lit up and she knelt down in surprise: "Thank you, Third Miss! I will guard the door well, Third Miss, don't worry!"

There is not only a huge difference in status between a third-class maid and a first-class maid.

The monthly payment is three times the difference.

Moreover, first-class maids are often the master's confidant, deeply trusted by the master, and have numerous benefits. For a maid like Qingluo, who works hard, it is no less than a one-step rise to the top.

Xiao Lingyue knew the secrets here, so she would not be stingy.

She returned to Beijing with Shen Wan's waistcoat, and there was a shortage of people around her. If Qing Luo was loyal enough, she wouldn't mind taking him.

Xiao Lingyue quickly left the house.

In the Pearl Pavilion.

Aunt Hua, who had been in a coma for a night, just woke up and learned that the child in her belly was safe. Before she could be happy, she learned that the prince had ordered that she would never be made his wife, and that the child in her belly could not inherit the title of Marquis of Nanyang. .

Aunt Hua was like a thunderbolt!

She couldn't accept it no matter what. She lay on the bed crying and fussing:

"I don't believe it! Why would His Royal Highness do this to me... Even if I am guilty, my child is innocent! Why should he be implicated in this way... Master! Master, please help me. Ah! Our son...wuwu, he can't be like this!"

Shen Zhijiang said sadly: "I am very heartbroken! But this is the order of His Highness the Crown Prince, and I, I have nothing to do..."

"The prince might as well kill me! Why do you do this to my child? It's so unfair..."

Aunt Hua broke down crying and held Shen Zhijiang's hand tightly: "Master, please think of a way! What I am carrying in my belly is your only son! Do you have the heart to let him be a concubine for the rest of his life and never get ahead? ?”

If she cannot be corrected in this life, she will always be just an aunt, and she will not be able to inherit the title even if she gives birth to a son.

So what's the use of her painstaking calculations over the years?

Everything is cheaper than others!

Aunt Hua was extremely unwilling and pestered Shen Zhijiang, crying and fussing, crying very pitifully.

Shen Zhijiang also felt sorry for her, and was afraid that her excitement would hurt the child, so he had to comfort her: "Don't cry, I promise you! I will definitely find a way for you... I will go to His Highness the Crown Prince to plead for mercy." He forgives you!"

"And our son!"

Aunt Hua grabbed his hand, put it against her belly, and said with tears in her eyes: "Master, this is our only son, can you feel him moving? Even if it's not for me, it's for our son. .....Master must also think of a solution!"

No matter what method you use, you must make the prince change his mind.

Her son must inherit the title! The entire Nanyang Marquis Mansion can only belong to her son!

Shen Zhijiang touched her belly and nodded repeatedly: "I promise you, you must not get excited..."

"What nonsense are you talking about here?" came an angry roar.

The old Marquis strode in with a doctor, followed by Shen Yuting and the maid.

As soon as he entered the door, the old Marquis kicked Shen Zhijiang directly, pointed at his nose and cursed angrily: "You've lost your head! Your Highness the Crown Prince personally ordered it, and you dare to resist it. I think you don't even have your head."

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