Absolutely! My maid was reborn after time travel

Chapter 183 The secret hatred of the concubine in Hengqian Courtyard

That day at the Ouchi martial arts arena, Mu Xingze and Wei Junqiao arrived a little late. When they arrived at the arena, Shen Qinglan and Zhao Shun had already taken their seats.

Mu Xingze stood not far away, watching Zhao Shun feed her candied fruits with his own hands. The smile on her face was the same as when she was in Luoping City.

She did the same thing when they were in front of Sanfang Academy, feeding their favorite hibiscus cake to his mouth.

Just one year later, everything has changed.

The sister Sisi he longed for became someone else's fiancée, and he himself married another woman.

At this moment, in the Hele Yuan of Nanyanghou Mansion in Kyoto City, bright red lanterns were lit everywhere. The bride of the bride was sitting on her new bed, holding a golden peacock fan, blocking the eyes of the two of them.

Mu Xingze's thoughts drifted to the distance. The cherry blossoms at the Nanyang Marquis Mansion in Luoping City must have bloomed at this time.

"Jun Qiao... do you think she would feel uncomfortable knowing that I am married?" Mu Xingze suddenly spoke.

Wei Junqiao was stunned, "My husband is drunk, please go to bed early."

Mu Xingze looked at the red candles in the room and chuckled, "I'm just... very curious..."

"She is now King Bin's fiancée. I think she will not regret such a good marriage." Wei Junqiao said.

"Ha..." Mu Xingze stood up unsteadily and sneered, "I'm afraid I'll have to change my name to aunt in the future."

He walked to the bed and sat down, took the fan from Wei Junqiao's hand and stared at her for a while.

"Husband, please don't look at me. I'm wearing makeup and it's very ugly..."

Wei Junqiao quickly dodged, but Mu Xingze grabbed his hand, "The past is over, let's be happy. Since you married me, I will treat you well in the future."

"Husband..."

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Kyoto City, Hengqianyuan.

As night fell, Shen Qingzhi, dressed disheveled, was lying on the couch, panting slightly, letting the servants and maids coming and going look at her.

Zhao Yi gently stroked her arm beside him. At this time, his bun was scattered, and a strand of broken hair hung down by his ears, mixed with sweat.

"Zhi'er, tell the truth, besides marrying Meng Jingming, how many other men have you been with before you married this prince?" Zhao Yi asked.

Shen Qingzhi's rosy face turned pale in an instant, and Zhao Yi said again: "Tell me the truth, you can live a few more years."

"Since the slave's husband was killed by Shen Qinglan, the slave was imprisoned in the Zhuangzi by the Shen family. In order to leave, he... committed himself to the village. After coming to Kyoto, he was sold into a secret prostitution house by Yazi. However, the slave

He didn't serve the guests and ran away overnight." Shen Qingzhi answered timidly.

Zhao Yi was not interested in her past events and said with a smile: "It turns out it was your good sister who killed your husband. Don't you hate her?"

Shen Qingzhi gritted her teeth, "If it weren't for my sister, this slave could have turned around in one fell swoop by marrying into the Meng family. Of course I hate her."

Zhao Yi took a sip from the tea cup handed over by the servant, and then smiled and said: "What you hate is not that she killed your husband, but that she blocked your future?"

"This slave has no friendship with Meng Jingming. I don't care about his life or death."

Shen Qingzhi stood up, took the teacup in his hand, and placed it on the sandalwood table aside.

"Zhi'er is so ruthless, which is very suitable for my son. I heard that your sister had a past with the young prince of the Nanyang Hou family. Have you heard about it?" Zhao Yi asked again.

Shen Qingzhi nodded slightly, "I have heard that my sister once made a secret promise to the young Marquis, but Mrs. Nanyang Marquis and Nanyang Marquis did not agree, so this marriage did not happen."

"From what you see, what kind of man does your sister like?"

Zhao Yi raised his hand to tidy up Shen Qingzhi's broken hair. The long scar on her face was very dazzling, but he didn't care.

Shen Qingzhi lowered her head subconsciously, thought for a while, and said: "Of course, the higher the status of the man, the more in line with my sister's wishes. Although my sister is the direct daughter of the Shen family, because the Shen family is a merchant, my sister cares about her very much.

Born, I have always wanted to rely on my future husband’s family to improve my status.”

Zhao Yi chuckled, "I see, what kind of man does Zhi'er like?"

Shen Qingzhi smiled shyly, and Zhao Yi asked again: "Are you the same as your sister?"

She shook her head, "As long as I can help you get revenge and give me a place to live, I like it."

Zhao Yi pulled her into his arms and asked: "Is there anything else?"

Shen Qingzhi said nothing and was suppressed by Zhao Yi again. The maids in the room quickly retreated after seeing this.

"Your Majesty, aren't you ugly..." Shen Qingzhi's tears fell.

Zhao Yi didn't lie to her, "It's quite ugly. Now even the ordinary servants in our courtyard have better-looking faces than yours."

Shen Qingzhi was immediately speechless, and Zhao Yi pulled off her clothes, "But their bodies are not as tasty as yours."

"Your Majesty..."

"I haven't seen enough just now. Let me take a closer look."

…

After Zhao Yi left, Shen Qingzhi guarded Hengqian Courtyard alone. Although the girls and boys in the courtyard were not very respectful, they were all polite and did not dare to neglect.

She sat in front of the dressing table, quietly took out a bottle of ointment, and applied it to the scars on her face.

Zhao Yi didn't want her to heal her face, but she couldn't really leave the scar alone. When the scar on her face recovered one day, she would just find a fake scar to cover it.

Looking at the ugly scars on her face, she couldn't help but think of the scene when Shen Qinglan brutally attacked her that day in Shuxiang Tower.

I thought that by taking refuge in Zhao Yi, I could easily get my revenge, but I didn't expect that what Zhao Yi kept mentioning was actually Shen Qinglan, that bitch! He didn't even care that she was his brother's fiancée!

The same goes for that idiot Meng Jingming. Although he married her, he never forgot Shen Qinglan.

No matter what, she must make Shen Qinglan uglier than herself and suffer a worse fate than herself.

Thinking of this, she decided to use the gold given by Zhao Yi to find a top killer on the dark market.

After getting dressed, the little girl from Hengqianyuan entered the door carrying a basin.

"Miss Shen, are you going out? The prince has told you not to go anywhere," the little girl reminded.

Shen Qingzhi let out a breath, then looked at the little girl, "Your name is Yuhan, right?"

The little girl nodded and then put the basin down.

"Yu Han, since I came to Kyoto, apart from the prince, you are the person I have met the most." Shen Qingzhi said.

Yuhan didn't know what to say. Just when she was about to get the scarf, Shen Qingzhi suddenly started crying again, "The prince is not here, and I don't even have anyone to talk to..."

"Miss Shen, don't be sad, I will just talk to you from now on," Yuhan said.

"Really? From then on, I will treat you as my sister!" Shen Qingzhi said, picking up a hairpin and putting it into her bun.

(End of chapter)