Daughter of aristocratic family

The Po Xia Gong was so delicious that Zhao Wangshu ate a little too much. Yun Hao was afraid that the carriage would jostle her, "Shall we go for a walk?"

"Okay." Zhao Wangshu tied on his cloak and followed him out of the store.

The two walked side by side on the street and met Zhao Jiahua and her mother Lin who were coming out of a cloth shop.

"Sister Shu." Zhao Jiahua called.

Zhao Wangshu stopped and looked at her, "Is something wrong?"

"I'm getting married."

"Congratulations."

"Aren't you going to ask me who I want to marry?"

Zhao Wangshu's eyes fell on the pink cloth in Lin's hand, "Is it necessary to ask?"

"It's really not necessary." Zhao Jiahua turned his head slightly and said, "Mom, let's go."

Looking back at the backs of mother and daughter, Zhao Wangshu shook his head gently. Prince Zuocheng's mansion was just a pit of fire. There was nothing to be happy about if he jumped into it.

The only thing I don't understand is that there should be nothing to be gained from Zhao Jiahua, so why is Prince Zuocheng still willing to take her as his concubine?

It can't be just lust, right?

"What's wrong?" Yun Hao asked softly.

Zhao Wangshu smiled softly, "It's nothing, just a little emotional."

"Seeking benevolence and getting benevolence, in her opinion, you get what you want." Yun Hao said.

Zhao Wangshu nodded, "You are right, she chose her own path. No matter how her life goes, she should be happy with it."

After walking for a while, it started to snow, and they got on the carriage and went home.

Nine days later at night, Zhao Jiahua was carried into the county prince's palace from the corner gate on a small sedan.

Wu Jiaoxing managed things fairly decently. She gave Zhao Jiahua a small courtyard and decorated it with lanterns and festoons, making it look like a happy event.

But in the end it was just concubinage, not as grand as marrying a wife.

"Girl, please wait in the room. The prince will be here shortly." The maid helped Zhao Jiahua sit down on the bed.

Zhao Jiahua lowered her head and hummed. She lowered her head and did not see the look of disdain in the maid's eyes.

She waited for a full hour, her waist was sore from sitting, before she waited for Prince Zuocheng.

Prince Zuocheng drank a little too much and smelled of alcohol. He opened the curtain and came in. When he saw Zhao Jiahua sitting by the bed, he smiled and said, "Come here."

Zhao Jiahua stood up, moved lightly, walked to him, raised his head slightly and looked at him, showing a shy and smiling expression, "Your Majesty."

Prince Zuocheng raised his hand, lifted her chin, and kissed her heavily on the lips.

Zhao Jiahua stretched out his hand, hooked his neck, and let him do what he wanted. He kissed her passionately, and his whole body was pressed against his body.

Prince Zuocheng picked her up, carried her to the bed, put her on the bed, and leaned over her.

"Your Majesty, wait." Zhao Jiahua stretched out his hand to push him, with a shy expression on his face, "Your Majesty, this is my first time concubine, please have mercy on me."

"Don't worry, I will take good care of you." Prince Zuo Cheng stretched out his hand and pulled open her belt.

"My lord, be gentle..." Zhao Jiahua bit his lower lip and let out a thin moan.

One night passed, and Zhao Jiahua was so tired that her whole body ached. She opened her eyes and saw that there was no one around her.

Although she felt disappointed, she still struggled to get up and called her maid in to help her dress up.

Today is her first day as the concubine of the county prince's palace. She is going to pay her respects to the principal concubine Wu Jiaoxing.

She walked into the main hall and saw Wu Jiaoxing, wearing a red palace dress, already waiting there.

"I have met the princess." Zhao Jiahua saluted. "No need to be so polite, get up." Wu Jiaoxing raised her hand.

"Thank you, Princess." Zhao Jiahua stood up and looked up at Wu Jiaoxing with a flattering smile on his face.

Wu Jiaoxing turned to the maid next to her and said, "Go and get the things you prepared."

The maid responded and turned around to go to the inner room.

After a while, the maid came out with a box and put it on the couch beside Wu Jiaoxing.

Wu Jiaoxing opened the box, took out a peach blossom gold hairpin, and handed it to Zhao Jiahua, "This is a meeting gift from this concubine to you."

Zhao Jiahua took the gold hairpin with both hands, with an expression of surprise on his face, "Thank you, Princess."

"In the future, you must serve the prince well and get along well with the sisters in the house." Wu Jiaoxing warned her.

"Yes, I will definitely obey the princess's instructions, serve the king well, and get along well with my sisters." Zhao Jiahua quickly expressed his position.

"Sit down and talk, don't be so formal." Wu Jiaoxing said kindly.

"Thank you, Princess." Zhao Jiahua cautiously sat on half a chair.

The two began to chat about some irrelevant topics, but Zhao Jiahua could feel that Wu Jiaoxing's eyes fell on her from time to time, as if he was assessing her value and threat.

"You have just entered the house, so I won't keep you any longer. Go and greet Concubine Ma, and then go back to the courtyard to rest." Wu Jiaoxing noticed that Zhao Jiahua's reply was flawless, so she changed her mind and decided to let her deal with it. Horse concubine.

"Although Concubine Ma is a concubine, she gave birth to the prince's eldest son after all. You have to respect her, you know?"

Zhao Jiahua leaned forward and said, "I know, thank you Princess for your teaching."

"Go ahead." Wu Jiaoxing dismissed her and sneered, "Dog bites dog, who can bite who wins?"

The maid smiled and said: "The princess is smart, let them fight, and we will reap the benefits."

Wu Jiaoxing smiled proudly, "They all think they are smart, but they don't know who is the final winner in this palace."

When Zhao Jiahua went to Ma Qiaoqiao's yard, he failed to see Ma Qiaoqiao who was in confinement.

She could only go back to her yard, "Hasn't my breakfast been delivered yet?"

The maid hurriedly said: "It's been delivered. I will serve my aunt for dinner."

"By the way, what's your name?" The two maids brought by Zhao Jiahua are learning the rules at the moment and have not yet returned to serve her. They are surrounded by people arranged by Wu Jiaoxing.

The maid replied: "My name is Pearl."

"Good name." Zhao Jiahua praised it sincerely.

According to the rules, Pearl is the person serving beside her, and she should be renamed.

But Pearl directly reported her name instead of asking her to give her a name, which showed that she was not of the same mind.

Although Zhao Jiahua was annoyed, he held back and started eating with Pearl serving him.

After breakfast, Pearl took out a Buddhist scripture and said, "Auntie, the prince and the princess will be vegetarian on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. You are new here, and the princess asked the slave to remind you not to forget to copy the Buddhist scriptures."

Zhao Jiahua took the Buddhist scripture, which was the "Diamond Sutra", "I'll copy it right away."

She knew that Wu Jiaoxing was setting rules for her, asking her to copy Buddhist scriptures to cultivate herself and not to think randomly all day long.

Even if she didn't want to, she had no choice but to comply.

But she didn't rush to copy it. Instead, she pulled Pearl and said, "You are someone close to the princess. I think you know the house very well. Please tell me about the house."

As she spoke, she took off the thin silver bracelet she wore on her wrist and put it on her pearl wrist.

"Auntie, you don't have to be like this. Whatever you want to know, I will definitely tell you everything." Pearl looked at the silver bracelet and smiled sincerely.