He just said a few words and walked quickly to the east courtyard. The housekeeper had been with Chi Yuan for more than ten years and had already figured out his thoughts. He nodded and said yes.
He turned around and said to Zhao Yi who had stopped: "Miss, please come this way."
He made a gesture and didn't call her princess, but he didn't mean to bully her. He called her "Miss" respectfully, probably because he was not sure whether she was considered to be included in the backyard by Chi Yuan.
Zhao Yi had a good impression of him, nodded politely, and glanced at the direction he gave way to.
If I remember correctly, was this the path Chi Yuan took just now?
Before she could speak, the concubines standing behind her could not help themselves.
"Have you made a mistake, Butler Yang? This is a nameless and despicable brat. Is it possible that you still want to place her in the east courtyard?!" The person who spoke was wearing a long pink dress, with his hands clasped in front of his chest and his toes raised.
He looked at her angrily.
"Indeed, is this kind of person worthy of serving the prince with us? People say that Princess De'an of the Southern Dynasty is ugly. Now she has a veil on her face. Is she worried that she will scare us?!" A woman in green clothes beside her agreed.
One sound.
The two of them went back and forth, and everyone else laughed out loud.
"Steward Yang, you'd better confirm with the prince, otherwise you may make a wrong guess and this sister may be in trouble."
Butler Yang didn't say anything, just smiled, glanced at Zhao Yi again, and asked her to go ahead.
Those concubines were still gossiping, but Butler Yang had a very high status in the house and no one dared to mess with him. So he could only watch angrily as Zhao Yi walked to the east courtyard wearing Chi Yuan's cloak.
She ignored it and didn't argue in front of the housekeeper, just so that she could gain a good reputation after this incident reached Chiyuan's ears.
Furthermore, quarreling with this kind of person is a complete waste of words. She never talks much. If we really want to confront someone head-on, either you will die or I will live.
"Don't worry, miss. The east courtyard is the residence of the prince. He is the only one here. Except for the concubine, everyone who comes must inform in advance."
Butler Yang followed Zhao Yi and introduced her to the situation in the house.
Now there is one concubine and thirteen concubines in the backyard of the palace.
The side concubine's name is Ruyin, she is a young lady from a general's family in the Northern Dynasties. Her father and brother both died for the country, and they are truly martyrs. She has a gentle and virtuous personality, and is never jealous. She stays in the south courtyard on weekdays and does not go out often. If it were not for Chi
Yuan went to visit or summon him, but he never took the initiative to invite favors.
Most of the thirteen concubines are girls from rich and noble families. They either cling to or admire each other. In short, they all have their own plans and dislike each other. These thirteen concubines are all in the West Courtyard at the moment, and they are separated from her by a hundred and eighty thousand.
Thousands of miles.
Zhao Yi remained silent all the way, occasionally nodding in agreement, but in fact he was also calculating the true strength of the Huainan Palace in his heart.
After all, these dozen or so women would spend a lot of money just to wear gold and silver. How could Chi Yuan be so rich in the world that he could make the palace so "lively".
And when she first entered the palace, she was placed next to him. In the eyes of others, it was an honor and favor, but in her eyes, there were only four words: "have to guard against it."
"Miss, this is the east courtyard. You live in the small courtyard on the west side."
Butler Yang stopped in front of the door of the small courtyard on the west side and motioned for her to go in: "Although you are not the owner of the courtyard, you are assigned a maid Xiaolan. If there is anything else that needs to be added, let Xiaolan come.
Just look for the old slave."
"Steward Yang, you're welcome. Your Majesty gave me the name Yi'er. You can just call me Yi'er." She nodded and bowed briefly, "Thank you, Steward Yang, for leading the way."
"Girl Yi'er, you don't need to be polite, this is what an old slave should do."
Butler Yang put down these words, watched her enter the yard, stopped talking, and turned to leave.
Feng Ge was already waiting in the courtyard. She followed Wuhen in from the side door and was led directly here.
"Princess……"
"Don't use this title again in the future, just call me girl." Zhao Yi reminded her. She instantly silenced her, gritted her teeth, sighed, and nodded.
"Girl, I heard Wuhen said that this courtyard is where the prince lives, so don't you live in the same courtyard as the prince?"
She had already seen Chi Yuan's handiwork this morning. If her girl was tortured like this by the prince every day in the future, she might lose her life at such a young age.
"Of course, if this is not the case, how can he rest assured?"
Chi Yuan was very suspicious. Although she tried her best to behave well, she still couldn't dispel his doubts in two days.
After all, he is still a remnant of the previous dynasty, so he has his own reasons for being wary.
"But if this is the case, then those concubines... won't they all have to operate on you?!" This chapter has been completed!
