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Chapter 944: Remote


Aunt Mei felt a chill in her heart and said hurriedly: "Just listen to Butler Meng and send the person away first."

Butler Meng smiled and said: "Okay, I will make arrangements now."

Butler Meng winked, and someone took everyone away except Ying'er and Parrot.

Those people didn't make a fuss.

Firstly, they didn't have the courage.

Secondly, they were already living well in Duke Xianguo's mansion.

Who would be willing to change places?

It can be seen from the fact that the young lady is so deserted and the wedding does not look like a wedding.

The days ahead may not be easy, and everyone will be even less happy.

It's just that as slaves, they have no choice.

Now that there was no danger, they could still go back to Duke Xian's mansion.

Everyone turned around in a hurry, fearing that they would be left behind again if they left late.

In the blink of an eye, there were only four masters and servants of Ning Ziyuan left, making it even more deserted.

As for the dowry, everyone in Prince Han's palace had already carried it to her yard.

Zhao Xuanyi naturally disdained to get his hands on her things.

"Concubine Ning, please follow me," Butler Meng said with a smile.

Ning Ziyuan glanced at him but said nothing.

Aunt Mei quickly put the hijab on her head again and helped her follow, followed closely by Ying'er and Parrot.

A number of servants from Prince Han's Mansion were surrounding him.

Butler Meng subconsciously touched his burning and sore face and sneered in his heart.

It's really unlucky today that I got hit by him.

He couldn't even remember how many years he had not been beaten.

No, it seemed that he had never been beaten like this in his whole life.

A slap in the face, even the prince has never been like this.

This side concubine is quite impressive.

It’s a good thing that the prince likes it, otherwise, everyone in the house will be in bad luck in the future.

Of course Butler Meng would not suffer this loss in vain.

When the second steward sent those people back to Duke Xian's Palace, he would naturally tell the people in Duke Xian's Palace how arrogant their daughter was.

As soon as she entered the door, she greeted him with a slap in the face.

The face of the chief steward of the Han Dynasty I want to see if they have the face of Duke Xianguo’s government.

On the other side of Duke Xianguo's palace, they were very angry when they saw Ning Ziyuan's dowry being sent back.

When they heard that Ning Ziyuan made a big fuss in the palace and slapped Butler Meng, they were all dumbfounded and couldn't say anything. .

Mrs.

Ning was even more angry and even said that her granddaughter was confused.

We have reached this point, what else can we do but endure?

If it weren't for herself, she wouldn't have reached this point.

He actually beat up the butler of the palace as soon as he entered the house.

I'm afraid life will be even more difficult after this.

The place became deserted as they walked, and Nanny Mei couldn't help but glance at Butler Meng suspiciously.

Butler Meng was leading the way without squinting at her.

After walking for a while, Aunt Mei finally determined that something was wrong, so she helped Ning Ziyuan stop and said, "Steward Meng, where are we going?"

Butler Meng smiled and said: "Of course we are going to Concubine Ning's yard."

"But why does it become more desolate the further we walk?

How can Concubine Ning's courtyard be in such a desolate place?"

Ning Ziyuan almost wanted to lift the hijab again, feeling secretly resentful.

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"That's what I said," Butler Meng said with a sly smile: "This is the prince's arrangement.

If Concubine Ning is confused, she will ask the prince when she sees him.

The old slave is just a servant.

It's just you who obey orders."

Ask me how I should answer."

Aunt Mei stopped talking.

I knew in my heart that my young lady had offended someone before, and Butler Meng was clearly gloating about his misfortune.

How could he possibly help me?

Let’s talk about it after meeting the prince Looking at this posture, I am afraid that tonight my young lady will not be able to say whether she can see the prince or not.

Aunt Mei sighed secretly, said nothing more, and had no choice but to continue walking forward.

Now that she is already in Prince Han's Mansion, what else can she do?

The companions and other dowries have been sent back, but the four of them still want to use force to overturn the Han Dynasty.

In this case, it would be better to lower your posture so that you have room to turn around.

Aunt Mei always believed that no matter what, Prince Han's Palace would care about Duke Xian's Palace and would never go too far.

However, when she helped Ning Ziyuan and the four masters and servants into this small, remote courtyard with extremely ordinary furnishings, she was still shocked. stunned.

"This, this is the residence that the palace has arranged for us, Concubine Ning."

Butler Meng, the old god, didn't even raise his eyelids and said with a smile: "That's right."

Too bullying Aunt Mei was so angry that she was trembling all over, and said in a trembling voice: "This, this, this, where is the courtyard where the concubine should live?

Is it possible that Prince Han's palace is so big that it can't find a decent courtyard?

If this matter is spread, If you go out, I’m afraid that Prince Han’s palace will also be disgraced.”

Butler Meng was disdainful, and his thoughts had to be spread.

How naive.

When I arrived at Prince Han’s palace, I thought it was up to you to have the final say.

Speaking of which, you are not unjust.

Didn't you bring this on yourself and rush to deliver it to your door?

"This is the prince's arrangement.

As servants, we only obey orders.

I don't know about the rest."

Butler Meng smiled and said, "Concubine Ning, please stay here well until the prince has something else to do."

Tell me, the old slave will come and report."

Ning Ziyuan suddenly opened her hijab, her face changed drastically, and she almost cursed "I want to see the prince, and I want to ask him personally why he treats me like this."

Ning Ziyuan slammed her hijab to the ground and ran towards the door.

Butler Meng didn't even raise his eyes and said calmly: "Stop the concubine."

The servants and women who had followed immediately stepped forward and stopped Ning Ziyuan firmly.

Ning Ziyuan has never been so upset by her servants in her entire life.

She was so angry that she went crazy and said, "Get out of here, get out of here."

Butler Meng shook his head and sighed: "The concubine is from a well-known family, how come she behaved in such an uncultured manner and word got out that no one would believe that she was a tutor from the Duke of Xianguo?"

"Bah!"

Ning Ziyuan glared at Butler Meng angrily and said in a hateful voice: "You are the one who forced me to say sarcastic words there.

It's all you.

I want to see the prince, I want to see the prince."

Butler Meng said: "The prince is afraid that he will not have time to see the concubine at the moment.

Now that the concubine has entered Prince Han's house, she should abide by the rules of Prince Han's house.

Otherwise, the prince will not like it.

If you offend the prince, don't do it.

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The old slave said, I think the concubine should also understand."

"you" "Master, don't be impatient for a moment.

Calm down."

Aunt Mei came to her senses with a jolt and hurriedly supported Ning Ziyuan.

Ning Ziyuan glared at Butler Meng, but finally stopped making trouble.

Butler Meng led everyone out, locked the door, and took the key with him.

From now on, the food delivery person must be someone he can trust.

Thinking about it gives me a headache.

Fortunately, the prince will leave Beijing soon, so this will be fine.

Hearing the sound of the lock being locked, the faces of the master and servant in the yard became even more ugly.

The warbler and the parrot were fine, their faces turned pale with fright, and they were about to cry

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