Fu Zhao sat down and asked with a smile: "Why are you back so early?"
Chen Feng sat down opposite Fu Zhao and said calmly: "Let's take a break from the busy schedule."
The maid brought tea and Chen Feng took a sip. His eyes fell on the clothes on Fu Zhao's knees and asked with interest: "Are these clothes for me?"
Fu Zhao hummed and handed the clothes over, "Are you satisfied with the embroidery on it?"
Chen Feng is a picky person. He seems to eat and wear casually, but he has his own likes and dislikes.
As long as he doesn't like it, he won't even look at it.
Chen Feng glanced at the clothes casually and frowned as he thought of something.
Rumeng was so frightened that she knelt down and said timidly: "This dress was made by my slave. If you are not satisfied with this dress, it is all my fault! Please punish me!"
Rumeng raised her head, revealing a small face covered with tears, looking pitiful.
If Mrs. Chen can choose him and send him to Fu Zhao, his appearance will not be bad.
Rumeng also knows that her weak expression can best arouse the pity of others.
Fu Zhao frowned. She had never been a mistress who would criticize her servants harshly.
She clearly understands rewards and punishments. When her servants make mistakes, they accept their punishments obediently and accept them wholeheartedly.
But Rumeng showed such a pitiful look, as if he had been criticizing her all the time.
Siqi made a serious face and reprimanded: "My master has not spoken, so where is the place for you to speak? Get out!"
Ru Meng seemed to be greatly frightened, covering her chest, and her tears flowed more fiercely, "I know that I was assigned by Madam, so Sister Siqi has been guarding me. But I paid for this dress.
It was made with countless hard work. All the other sisters in the yard can vouch for me!"
Ru Meng walked a few steps to Fu Zhao, pulled Fu Zhao's skirt and begged for mercy, "Please, don't send me away just because of a piece of clothing! I will be careful next time! And last time,
If you don't want to help me, I really don't care about helping my sisters!"
Fu Zhao laughed inwardly after hearing this, and she actually laughed.
Rumeng was stunned when she heard Fu Zhao's laughter. She didn't expect that Fu Zhao would react like this.
She thought that Fu Zhao would get angry and scold her severely or slap her.
But Fu Zhao actually laughed?
Chen Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, "Why are you laughing?"
Fu Zhao pursed his lips and arched his eyebrows, "I'm smiling. I received a message from the palace and I have another chance to buy clothes and jewelry."
Seeing Fu Zhao's rarely exposed beauty of his little daughter, Chen Feng had no choice but to pamper her again.
He took Fu Zhao's hand and led Fu Zhao into the inner room.
Rumeng knelt on the ground, tears still flowing down silently, but the spectators left.
She looked longingly at the direction Chen Feng left, wanting to catch up immediately.
Noticing Ru Meng's gaze, Si Qi stepped forward and closed the partition without hesitation.
Rumeng then looked away, with a smile on her face.
The clothes she made with her own hands slipped to the ground because Chen Feng stood up.
She remembered and picked up her clothes.
After all, she put a lot of effort into it.
Liangsui said in a strange tone: "Don't you like kneeling? What are you doing when you get up?"
Rumeng's movements froze, and she looked at Liangsui with hatred and anger in her eyes.
Siqi scolded: "How dare you get up without the master's words?"
Rumeng pursed her lips and knelt back.
In the inner room.
After Chen Feng thought deeply, he whispered: "When you get to the palace, stay with your mother and don't go anywhere else. After all, it is the palace, which occupies a wider area than our prince's palace. Don't get lost."
Chen Feng talked nonchalantly, treating Fu Zhao like a child who had to explain every detail.
After Chen Feng talked for a while, he saw Fu Zhao slowly lowering his head, and his mood didn't seem to be very good.
Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and thought about it for a moment. He didn't think anything he said was wrong, so he asked, "Why are you unhappy?"
Fu Zhao whispered: "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you."
Chen Feng thought for a while before he figured it out.
Fu Zhao must have misunderstood. He felt that Fu Zhao was born in a small family and had never entered the palace gate before, so he gave such instructions.
Chen Feng laughed, took Fu Zhao's hand over, put it on his knee, and said, "I'm not afraid that you will be embarrassed, but I'm afraid that you will be in danger."
Fu Zhao groaned and raised his head blankly, "The palace has layers of guards, how can it be dangerous?"
Chen Feng's eyes dimmed and his voice became lowered, "One day you will know, maybe you will never know. In short, the people in the palace are not religious men and women. Just stay with your mother, and don't let the sisters.
Walk around as you please.”
Fu Zhao's mood became serious following Chen Feng's instructions, and she nodded heavily.
It seems that there are some secrets hidden in Prince Gong's palace that cannot be seen.
Not knowing is the safest thing.
After Chen Feng gave some warnings, he left first because there was something else going on outside.
He walked out of the partition and went straight out without even looking at Rumeng.
Ru Meng is disappointed and despairing.
She thought that Chen Feng had never lost his temper in front of his servants and was a kind master.
But she acted so pitifully that Chen Feng didn't even show any mercy.
She began to regret, had she been too aggressive?
Seeing Fu Zhao coming out of the inner room, Rumeng lowered her head and remained silent.
Fu Zhao stepped on Rumeng's clothes, walked to the edge of the cave and sat down.
She groaned, as if she had just realized that she had stepped on the clothes, and smiled remorsefully: "It's all my fault. These clothes are dirty and can't be worn anymore. Siqi, take some scissors and cut them off."
Rumeng raised her head in disbelief and said angrily: "This is my slave's hard work? How can I cut it off? If it's dirty, just wash it! Why ruin the clothes?"
Fu Zhao looked at Rumeng with a half-smile and asked: "Who did you make these clothes for?"
"I am a servant for the crown prince." Ru Meng said confidently.
Fu Zhao's tone softened, "As the Crown Prince's wife, I have the right to handle the Crown Prince's clothes and belongings. If I say cut them, I will cut them."
Siqi went to the cabinet and took out a pair of scissors, and without hesitation he cut up his clothes.
Soon, the clothes were cut to pieces.
Rumeng's eyes widened in anger, "If you think this slave is not good, you can send me back to the madam! The madam will naturally judge whether I have done anything wrong! Why do you insult me like this?"
Rumeng has been dissatisfied with Fu Zhao since the last time he refused to save him.
This time, things failed, and Rumeng didn’t want to stay any longer.
She turned out to be a member of Mrs. Chen's house. Even if she did something wrong with Fu Zhao, she could escape unscathed.
