Daughter of aristocratic family

Chapter 454 Wedding Cake
Zhao Wangshu replaced the night watchman, and when the time came, the door to the front yard of the inner house was locked. Deng Baoying had not yet convinced Deng Hongying, so he did not sneak into the inner house to spy on Yun Hao that night.

Deng Hongying thought she had given up and breathed a sigh of relief.

A few days later, she was lucky enough to get a piece of wedding cake at lunch. She kept it and brought it to Deng Baoying.

"Baoying, look, I got this wedding cake today and saved it specially for you." Deng Hongying took the wedding cake, walked into Deng Baoying's room with a smile on her face, and handed it to her.

Deng Baoying rolled her eyes and said, "Why are you so careless? It's just a piece of wedding cake, and you're so happy."

"Although this wedding cake is not worth much, it represents happiness and auspiciousness. By eating it, maybe we can also get some of the happiness." Deng Hongying said timidly.

"What kind of joy is this? Who wants to be involved in this kind of joy? A maidservant married to a slave, they have been inferior people for generations, is it worth such a big celebration? It's ridiculous." Deng Baoying curled her lips in disdain.

Deng Hongying's face froze when she heard this, but she quickly covered it up and said softly, "Baoying, although we are servants now, we should know how to be content. You see, this mansion treats us well. We have food and clothes, which is much better than those people who were exiled thousands of miles away."

"Humph, you only know how to be content." Deng Baoying snorted coldly, snatched the wedding cake from her hand, took a bite angrily, and frowned, "This wedding cake is not delicious at all,"

As he said that, he threw the wedding cake to the ground.

Deng Hongying looked at the wedding cake thrown on the ground by Deng Baoying, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, but then she bent down and picked up the wedding cake, "Baoying, whether you accept it or not, we are servants now, and we have to get used to this kind of life."

"Go out, I don't want to talk to you." Deng Baoying lay back on the bed and pulled the quilt over her head.

Deng Hongying sighed, lowered her head and walked out, closed the door, and sat in the porch eating the wedding cake.

The wedding cake tastes actually quite good, sweet and soft.

After all, Luzhi is the head maidservant of the young lady in the mansion and is highly valued by her. The wedding cakes are all made in the store.

But Deng Hongying had no appetite at the moment. Since the changes in her family, the lives of her and her sister Deng Baoying had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Deng Hongying knew that her sister Deng Baoying would find it difficult to accept such a change, but their father was convicted and exiled, and they became official slaves, living a life that was completely different from before.

She understood her sister's pain, but she would not listen to her sister and offer herself to be a concubine.

This day was not only a good day for Luzhi to get married, but also the day when the Wu family sent the engagement letter. The marriage of Meng Yunru and Wu Lang officially began the process of six rituals.

Ling Ze, who learned about this, said, "It seems that Lord Tao has made up his mind."

"Everyone has their own aspirations. Not everyone can refuse the opportunity to follow the dragon," said Yao Bin.

"Especially since His Majesty has fallen ill again and Prince Zuo's power has grown stronger, it is understandable that Lord Tao has chosen to stand on Prince Zuo's side." Minister Li took over the conversation, his tone full of emotion about the current situation.

The emperor now has only two sons left, and the eleventh prince is still young. Prince Zuo is the best successor. Many ministers who are waiting and watching in the court want to join Prince Zuo, hoping to be promoted after he ascends the throne.

Against this background, the marriage of Meng Yunru and Wu Lang seems particularly eye-catching.

But Wu Lin'er didn't want her brother to marry Meng Yunru. She complained to Prince Zuo, "Lord Tao is no longer a regent, why did you let my elder brother marry Meng Yunru?"

"Although Lord Tao is not a regent, he is still the Minister of Revenue. There are also many people from the Yu and Meng families serving as officials in the court." Prince Zuo explained patiently.

Wu Liner nodded, "Then it would be useful for my elder brother to marry Meng Yunru."

"By the way, how was your contact with Madam Yun going?" asked Prince Zuo.

Zhao Wangshu and Yao Shanzhi are as close as sisters. As long as Zhao Wangshu speaks, he can win over Yun Hao and Yao Bin.

Facing Prince Shangzuo's expectant gaze, Wu Lin'er lied, "I get along very well with Madam Yun, and she even taught me how to paint. Oh, by the way, at the beginning of the month, I went to Mingzhe Hall and talked to the Princess of Yixing, and she said we could interact more often." The maid behind her looked up at her, with a flash of shock in her eyes.

"In that case, you should visit Yun Mansion more often, learn painting from her, ask for advice from her, and get closer to her. With this semi-teacher-student relationship, it will be easier to get things done." Prince Zuo nodded with satisfaction, a relieved smile on his face.

Wu Lin'er said obediently: "I drew another picture a few days ago. I will show it to her tomorrow."

Prince Zuo smiled and said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Princess."

"It is my honor to share the worries of His Majesty." Wu Lin'er smiled shyly.

At this time, a servant said outside: "Your Majesty, Mr. Zeng is outside asking to see you."

Prince Zuo stood up and said, "I'll be back to have dinner with you later."

"I'm here to see the prince off." Wu Lin'er escorted Prince Zuo out of the yard, turned around, and her face became gloomy.

Zhao Wangshu was difficult to please, and Yao Shanzhi had said something harsh to her. Wu Lin'er was a little afraid of going to the Yun Mansion, but if she didn't go, she would not be able to report to Prince Zuo.

The next morning, Wu Lin'er went to the Yun Mansion with her collection of famous paintings.

When she arrived at Yun Mansion, Zhao Wangshu was reciting a poem with little Yun Yu, "Spring sleep is not conscious."

"Xiao." Xiao Yunyu replied.

"You can hear crying everywhere."

"bird."

"Come at night."

"wind."

“The sound of rain.”

"Flower." Xiao Yunyu pronounced this word most clearly.

Cheng Xiang came in and said, "Madam, Princess Zuo's carriage is parked outside the mansion."

Zhao Wangshu frowned, "Why is she haunting us?"

Rubbing his forehead, he thought that it was Yao Shanzhi who made the harsh remarks last time, and Wu Lin'er might not take it seriously, so she would be the one to make the remarks today.

"Please ask her to go to the flower hall." Zhao Wangshu handed her son to the care of the wet nurse. She changed her clothes and went to the flower hall to meet the guests.

When Zhao Wangshu walked into the flower hall, Wu Lin'er had already drunk half a cup of tea. When she saw Zhao Wangshu, she smiled and did not seem to be unhappy with Zhao Wangshu's cold treatment.

"Princess Zuo, I'm grateful for your visit today." There was a hint of coldness in Zhao Wangshu's tone, but she did not lose her manners. She still maintained due politeness and bowed slightly.

Wu Liner smiled slightly and picked up the brocade box on the table. "Madam Yun, I just found a famous calligraphy and painting. I know that Madam Yun likes paintings, so I brought it here for you to enjoy."

“Princess, there is no need to unfold the painting. I don’t want to see it, and there is no need to see it. You have come to my house many times, and we both know why. There is no need to bring up the painting.” Zhao Wangshu was too lazy to flatter her.

"I made it clear to you when you came for the first time, so please don't pretend to be confused anymore. Also, what the Princess of Yixing said last time was also what I meant, so please don't harass me so often, Princess." Zhao Wangshu said bluntly.