The emperor plays a rogue: a cute little gambling concubine

Chapter 301

Prince Lian's Mansion——

"Well, Xiaoyun, have you finished the medicine I told you to boil just now?" Sara asked Xiaoyun in a creaking voice. She was clearly the master, but she didn't even dare to raise her head when facing the girl.

Xiaoyun glanced at her contemptuously, grabbing her braid with one hand, looking very arrogant.

"Princess, those of us who are maids in the palace are very busy. Look, it's already noon. The lord will be back soon. We still have to prepare the meal for the lord. Put away your medicine first, wang fei, and wait." Let's do the things at hand and then go to help you make medicine."

"But..." Sara pursed her lips and tangled her fingers together, "But Wenling is still sick, and she feels very uncomfortable."

"Since the princess can't wait so much, then you can make the medicine by yourself, anyway, I don't have time now." Xiaoyun folded her arms, obviously looking like she was doing nothing, but she kept talking about being busy.

Sara lowered her eyes. She knew that the maids in the mansion looked down on her as a concubine, because the prince didn't care about her, so her status was not even as good as a concubine.

"Princess, are you okay? If it's okay, I'll go to work first." After finishing speaking, Xiaoyun turned around and wanted to leave, who knew that when she turned around, she saw Lian Zichen's frosty expression.

"My lord..." Xiaoyun couldn't help lowering her head guiltily.

Damn it, when did this prince stand behind her!
When Sara heard Xiaoyun calling her lord, she raised her head subconsciously, and cast her eyes on the tall man not far away.

"My lord." She also called him, her voice was low and weak, without any momentum.

Lian Zichen walked over with his hands behind his back, glanced at Xiao Yun with cold eyes, and hooked the corners of his mouth, his voice was calm, "The Palace is so busy and makes you work so hard, should I reward you?"

Xiaoyun bit her lower lip, even an idiot could hear the meaning of the prince's words, she quickly shook her head, "Doing things for the prince, the servant will not feel hard at all!"

"Really? How does this king look at you, you seem to be wronged."

"The slave feels that it's too late for glory, how could she feel wronged?" Xiaoyun's palms were sweating, and in front of Lian Zichen, she didn't dare to hum even if she was wronged.

"It's an honor to do things for the king, so why are you so reluctant to do things for the concubine?" Lian Zichen's tone unconsciously increased.

Xiaoyun flinched, "I don't dare to..." The sharp corner of the eye glanced at Sara coldly.

Sara saw Xiaoyun's resentful expression, her body trembled, and she couldn't help but move behind Lian Zichen.

Lian Zichen noticed her small movements, and he could see Xiaoyun's stare clearly, his brows furrowed, and he thought sullenly: This woman, she is in Italy, she is really a princess, not a princess. people?
"Since you dare not, why don't you hurry up and do what the concubine ordered you to do!" Lian Zichen shouted angrily.

After being drunk by Lian Zichen, Xiaoyun's body became a little unsteady, and as a concubine, she hurried to the kitchen.

Only Lian Zichen and Sara were left in the corridor. Sara pursed her lips, lowered her head, and said in a small voice, "Thank you, my lord."

"Thank you, my lord?" Lian Zichen sneered, not intending to give her a good look, "Sara, are you really a princess in Illy? Why did you get bullied like this by a servant when you came here? "

Sarah raised her eyes to look at him, surprise flashed across her eyes.

"My lord, are you caring about me now?"

Lian Zichen's complexion darkened, and he waved his sleeves, interrupting her beautiful dream, "Who cares about you? Are you thinking too much?!" After speaking, he turned and walked to his bedroom.

If you are thinking about a woman, Uncle Huang can bring the woman who has troubled you these days and let your nephews show you...

Lian Jing's teasing words flashed in his mind, Lian Zichen shook his head, turned around and walked back to Sara.

"Today is the queen mother's birthday, she asked me to bring you to the palace for dinner."

Sarah stared at him blankly, doubting her hearing.

"My lord, are you asking me to accompany you into the palace?" In the past seven years, she has only entered the palace once during the canonization.

"How many times do you want me to repeat it?" Lian Zichen glanced at her angrily, and sometimes seeing her pretty face showing some extremely unconfident expressions, he couldn't help but get angry.

Sarah lowered her head, her voice was submissive, "I just can't believe it..."

I can't believe that the prince will take her into the palace to meet the queen mother one day, because from the beginning, he has never had her as a wife in his heart.

"You don't have to think too much, this king brought you into the palace just because of the empress dowager's intention, and there is no other ambiguous meaning!" Lian Zichen stared at her hair ruthlessly, and his tone was extremely unkind.

Sara nodded, expressing her understanding, and she didn't think that he brought her into the palace because he liked her. In fact, as long as he thought of her as his wife for a moment in his heart, she was already very satisfied.

Uncle Chen came over from not far away. When he saw the prince and concubine, he bowed his hands to them respectively, and then said respectfully: "My lord, my concubine, lunch is ready, please move over."

"I won't go." Sarah took the lead in rejecting Uncle Chen.

When she refused, Lian Zichen's complexion had turned dark and displeased.

"What do you want?" What is she arguing about?
"Wenling is sick, and I want to go and take care of her, so I won't accompany the prince for lunch today." Sara said sincerely, hoping that Lian Zichen would not misunderstand her.

"My lord, remember, Wen Ling is just your dowry maid." As a princess, is it necessary for her to take care of a dowry maid herself?

"It's true that Wenling is my dowry maid, but over the years, Wenling is more than just a maid in my heart, she is still my friend."

Lian Zichen's eyes turned cold, and his whole body exuded an aura of keeping strangers away.

Uncle Chen sensed the prince's displeasure, so he quickly said to Sara: "Princess, the old slave will send someone to take care of Wenling's matter. Concubine, you just need to concentrate on having lunch with the prince."

"But..." She was worried about entrusting Wenling to someone else's care.

"But what? Could it be that my king's people will still bully your maid?!" Lian Zichen raised her voice, and no matter how stupid Sarah was, she could hear the displeasure in her tone.

She smiled politely at Uncle Chen, and said, "Then, I will leave it to Uncle Chen."

"Princess is welcome."

Lian Zichen had already waited impatiently for her to finish her courtesy, so he stretched out his hand to hold her hand and pulled her towards the dining room.

The cold hand was wrapped tightly by the warm hand, Sarah's heartbeat suddenly jumped uncontrollably, her face was hot, she slowly raised her small face to look at the straight back in front of her.

As the sun was setting, Lian Zichen was concentrating on reading military books when there was a knock on the door and Uncle Chen walked in.

"My lord, it's getting late, it's time to go into the palace."

Lian Zichen turned a page, read the military book, and asked him, "Is the princess ready?"

Uncle Chen was taken aback for a moment, seeming to have forgotten about Sara again, and hurriedly said: "The old servant will go over and invite the princess over now."

Lian Zichen put down his book of tactics, "Wait a minute." He called to stop Uncle Chen who was about to walk out.

"My lord?"

"Do the servants in the mansion disrespect the princess?"

Uncle Chen frowned, and he sighed deeply, "The prince seems to have misunderstood something. It's not that the maids and servants in the mansion disrespect the princess, but they don't take the princess seriously at all."

Lian Zichen's complexion changed slightly, his thin lips parted slightly, and he asked again: "When did this situation start?"

"My lord doesn't know. It's been like this for several years. The servants don't treat the wangfei as a wangfei. Firstly, it's because of your attitude towards the wangfei. Second, it's because the wangfei is a foreigner. Very repulsive to foreigners.”

"It's unreasonable!" Lian Zichen slapped the desk with a palm, and the desk made a loud noise.

"How can she say that she belongs to this king, and she was bullied by the servant girls in this king's mansion. If such a word is spread, how can this king save face?!"

Uncle Chen was startled, he never thought that the prince would complain about the princess one day.

"Please rest assured, my lord, this old servant will definitely try his best to solve this situation in the mansion."

"Uncle Chen, you'd better do what you say." Lian Zichen looked at him sternly, and gave him the final notice.

Uncle Chen replied respectfully: "Yes, my lord."

In the maid's room, Wenling's room is the smallest, narrowest, and most rudimentary of the maids' rooms in the mansion. Sara has always felt guilty about such treatment.

Sometimes, if she can be stronger and fight for something for Wenling and herself, then maybe she won't be bullied so badly by the people in the house.

"Wenling, after taking the medicine, do you feel better?" She asked with concern.

Wenling nodded, "Princess, the servant is much better now, you don't need to take care of the servant here anymore, don't you want to go to the palace with the prince to attend the dinner later?"

"Okay, I will come back to see you after the dinner with the prince. During this time, you must take good care of yourself." Sara repeatedly asked worriedly.

"Okay, princess, don't worry."

Uncle Chen didn't find anyone in Sara's bedroom, so he came to Wenling's room to look for him, "Princess, are you in there? The dinner party is about to start, and the prince asked the old slave to take you through the study."

Hearing Uncle Chen's urging voice, Sara came out of Wenling's room.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Chen, for keeping you waiting." When she saw Uncle Chen, Sara apologized without saying anything else.

Uncle Chen knew the concubine's temper, shook his head with a smile, and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

The maid servants in the palace dared to bully the princess like this, a large part of the reason was that the princess had a quail temperament, and she didn't have any pretensions of the master. How could there be another slave who would put her in the eyes of her?
(End of this chapter)