readsfreenovel Chapter 183 The Maid Controlled by the Plot
Chapter 183 The Maid Controlled by the Plot
The little maid Qiu Ling has been reborn twice.
In her first life, her daughter Du Yanshu wanted to elope with her white moonlight, a poor scholar, on the eve of her marriage to the current emperor's younger brother, Prince Yong.
She went to Qiu Ling and cried, saying that if Master Song was gone, she would be a walking corpse even if she were alive.
Seeing her crying pitifully, Qiu Ling said, "Miss, no matter what decision you make, I will accompany you. And you are pregnant now, I am willing to take care of you."
As a result, Qiu Ling was captured by Song Yuchun as soon as she and the young lady sneaked out of the mansion that night. The reason was that the fewer people who knew about it, the less danger there would be.
He also knew that kidnapping the Shangshu's daughter was a capital crime.
After her second rebirth, Qiu Ling, for the sake of her own life, let the young lady marry the prince.
A few years later, the young lady heard that the poor scholar had passed the imperial examination and become the emperor's new favorite. She became even more resentful towards Qiu Ling and stabbed her to death with a sword.
"It was only after I died that I realized I was nothing but cannon fodder. I don't know what to do anymore. Please help me change my fate."
"As you wish!" After saying that, Sheng Jiang disappeared.
"Qiu Ling, do you think I should marry the prince? But Mr. Song is truly talented and is definitely not an ordinary person. Given time, he will definitely become the top scorer in the imperial examination."
Ginger rolled his eyes.
Talented? With nothing to do every day and nowhere to live, you have to write some sour poems and love poems to please people, right?
"Qiu Ling, I don't like Prince Yong. I don't want to marry him!"
"Qiu Ling, are you listening?"
"Oh, Miss, then you should marry Mr. Song. He is sincere to you. I support you in pursuing true love bravely," said Jiang.
Du Yanshu thought for a moment and said, "You're right, Qiu Ling. What's so good about the royal family? Every day is filled with intrigue and calculations. Life is so tiring. It's better to be free in the vast world outside."
A vast world, a place of freedom? Sheng Jiang thought about the scene: the poor scholar, with nowhere to live, still living in a dilapidated, leaky temple, using the sky as a blanket and the ground as a mat. It really was a vast world, a place of freedom.
"Qiu Ling, what are you laughing at?"
"No, no," Sheng Jiang said after trying to hold back a laugh. "Miss, you're right! If you don't leave today, the Prince Yong's Mansion will be hosting a wedding tomorrow! The Emperor will also be there, so there'll be no chance for you to escape."
"Yes, yes, I'll pack my things now. Song Lang is already waiting for me at the back door."
"Eh? Qiu Ling, aren't you going with me?"
If I don’t go, how can you take care of me, a pregnant woman?
Sheng Jiang said, "Miss, I can't go with you. I have to stay and clean up after you. Otherwise, if the royal family comes tomorrow and finds out that you've run away, our entire family will be executed!"
"Good Qiu Ling, thank you for your thoughtfulness. When I become the wife of the top scholar in the future, I will definitely not treat you unfairly."
Early the next morning, the Du family discovered that the eldest daughter was missing and were extremely panicked.
Sheng Jiang said, "I am willing to marry Prince Yong for the young lady."
"You? Don't you see what kind of character you have? Are you worthy of marrying the prince?"
Listening to Mrs. Du's sarcasm, Sheng Jiang was not annoyed. "Master, look at my outfit, how does it compare to the young lady's?"
Mrs. Du then realized that Jiang dressed up exactly like her daughter and she was immediately furious.
"Slut! How dare you steal the master's clothes?"
"Master, Madam, to be honest, the young lady and her lover had a wonderful time together last night.
Now that the royal family has come to pick up the bride, if the young lady doesn't show up, or even if the young lady comes back, she brings a man with her, where is the face of the royal family?
If I were to marry into the palace in your place, I'd probably be implicated along with my entire clan, right?"
Lord Du was huffing and puffing with anger. "Bitch! Was it you who instigated this young lady?"
"What's your daughter like? Do you need me to instigate her? Doesn't Madam know that the young lady is pregnant with Master Song's child?"
"Rebellious daughter!" Lord Du angrily slapped Madam Du in the face. "You've raised a good daughter!"
Mrs. Du cried, "Master, can you think of a solution now?"
"What else can we do? Let Qiu Ling marry in her place."
"How can this be? How can this bitch be worthy?"
"Unworthy? If I don't allow you to marry in place of me, then when the royal family comes and discovers the scandal within our mansion, bringing shame upon the royal family, do you think there's any hope for you and me?"
Madam Du suddenly lunged at Sheng Jiang and tried to hit him. Sheng Jiang leaned forward and sneered, "Please think carefully, Madam. If there's any mark on my face, do you think the royal family will come after you?"
Mrs. Du fell to the ground and sobbed.
Ginger smiled and said, "Don't cry yet, I need your help with something. Please help me dress up, mother."
Here, Sheng Jiang arrived at Prince Yong's Mansion and was annoyed by Prince Yong's love-brained personality, so she created a dream for him and let him play by himself.
Over there, Du Yanshu and Song Yuchun were in love.
"Yanshu, we are finally together. I am so happy, so blessed, and so joyful," Song Yuchun hugged Du Yanshu tightly.
"Yuchun, me too. I'm also very happy, very happy, and very joyful."
"But Yanshu, I have no money, no house, and I can't give you a good wedding. I..."
Du Yanshu quickly interrupted him, "Yuchun, these are irrelevant and I don't care. There is no house, you see."
Du Yanshu turned around a few times. "We use the sky as our blanket and the earth as our bed. The sky is vast and the earth is big, we can explore it together. A room like this, this freedom, how many people can only ask for it? What else can I not be satisfied with?"
Song Yuchun was once again moved and hugged Du Yanshu tightly. "Yanshu, you are so kind! You are the best Yanshu in the world. I swear, I must study hard and pass the imperial examination in the future to make you famous!"
Song Yuchun knelt on the ground again and swore to the moon, "I, Song Yuchun, am willing to marry Du Yanshu in this life and will never let her down! If I break this oath, God will..."
Du Yanshu was moved again and covered his mouth with her hands swiftly. "Yuchun, that's enough! I don't want you to make such a poisonous oath for me! I just want you to know that I, Du Yanshu, am willing to marry Song Yuchun and I will never regret it in this life!"
After swearing to the moon, the two embraced each other again and performed the Zhougong ceremony in a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the city.
Ginger: Love is indeed powerful! I just don't know how long it can last.
Unfortunately, such pure love began to show cracks on the second day.
Du Yanshu used to sleep on a soft bed, covered with a brocade quilt, and had a maid to keep watch at night, so he felt very safe.
Now, she slept on a straw bed that was drafty and shivering with cold. Even more terrifying was the presence of mice, staring at her with shifty eyes, which made her shudder and scream non-stop.
The screams kept Song Yuchun awake. He had always been single and had never cared about such things. The rats had never bitten him anyway.
Now, because of a woman, the woman he deeply loves, he is frequently woken up. What can he do? He has to coax the rich lady he found, even with tears in his eyes.
So I resigned myself to my fate and chased mice all night. The next day, my eyes were full of dark circles. I finally fell into a deep sleep when I couldn't stand it anymore.
Just after falling asleep for a while, she was woken up by Du Yanshu, "Husband! Husband!"
"what happened?"
"How are we going to eat? I'm...hungry."
Song Yuchun got up resignedly and said, "Wait a minute. I'll do it right away. Please help me collect some firewood first."
"Chai? What is it?"
It’s no wonder Du Yanshu didn’t know, she had never come into contact with these things at all.
"It's just dry branches for burning later."
"Oh oh", for the sake of her husband, Du Yanshu still went to pick it up.
After a while, he asked, "Why are all the firewood you picked up wet? How can I burn it?"
Song Yuchun frowned as he looked at the black smoke billowing all over the yard.
"I'm sorry, husband, I saw that the firewood was dry, so I pulled it back."
"These are all dry on the surface. If the inside were dry, the branches would be much lighter."
"Okay, I get it. I won't do it again next time." Du Yanshu sniffed. "What's that smell?"
"It happened!"
Song Yuchun quickly ran into the house, "The firewood was too wet, the fire didn't start, and the rice was not only not cooked, but also burnt."
"How can I eat this?" Du Yanshu said with disgust.
"I know a place where you can eat for free. I'm just worried you don't want to go."
"Where? Tell me quickly." Du Yanshu was so hungry that he didn't think too much and hurriedly asked.
Song Yuchun took her to a restaurant.
"You mean here? You're not allowed in without money."
"It's not about going in. Many customers here order food, but if they don't eat it, the restaurant will sell it at a low price. The uneaten food will be given away for free to those who can't afford to eat."
"Song Yuchun!" Du Yanshu lost his temper for the first time. "You're a scholar after all. How could you do such a humiliating thing? What's the difference between you and a beggar?"
"Yanshu, you know I'm just a poor scholar now, I don't have that much money..."
"How much money do you have now?"
"Five taels"
"Five taels?" Even if Miss Du Yanshu had no concept of money, she knew that five taels of silver was worth less than a beggar in the capital.
Seeing Du Yanshu's grim expression, Song Yuchun quickly said, "Yanshu, I'm sorry for making you suffer with me. But don't worry, I've already found a job copying for others. It pays 100 coins a day."
My plan is to use three taels to rent a yard, and the rest to buy a birthday present for my father-in-law, after all, he gave birth to you and raised you..."
Du Yanshu thought of the infinite glory when Song Yuchun was the top scorer in the imperial examination in his previous life. "It's time to go back and see my parents. But don't rent the yard yet. Give me the five taels. I will use it to buy my father a gift he likes."
"Yanshu, my father-in-law is in a high position. To him, there is no difference between the gift we buy with 5 taels of silver and the gift we buy with 2 taels of silver.
If he cares about you, he'd be happy even if you go back empty-handed, right? I think we should keep some for later use and simply buy something he likes."
"No, I know my parents. They love me the most and would never let me starve like this. They would definitely help me with some money in private."
The next day, Du Yanshu and his wife returned to the Du Mansion, but they were surprised that they couldn't even get through the main gate.
"Get out of here, you little dog! You won't let me in!"
A servant had already reported this to Lord Du.
Sheng Jiang was sitting in the hall at this moment, smiling, "Master and Madam, have you thought carefully about who your daughter is?"
Mrs. Du was on pins and needles, but Sheng Jiang was calm and composed, and ignored it.
"Kick her out! My Du family only has one daughter, who has already been married to Prince Yong. How could this imposter come from? How dare you pretend to be the daughter of our Shangshu Mansion?"
Sheng Jiang heard this and did not stop, shaking the contract in her hand, "I forgot to tell you two that the prince already knows that I am a maid, but he doesn't care. Otherwise, I wouldn't be alive until now and I wouldn't be able to get my contract back.
If one day you reveal the truth yourselves, it is hard to say whether the prince will not pursue the matter.
But congratulations to both of you for making the right choice."
Mrs. Du also heard that Prince Yong favored the princess alone, so she naturally knew that what Sheng Jiang said was true.
Sheng Jiang arrived at the door and saw Du Yanshu still arguing with the guard. He turned his head to look at her and smiled.
Then he said to the guard, "Didn't you hear what father said just now? When did my Shangshu Mansion become a place where anyone can come in? Why don't you send them away immediately?"
Du Yanshu rushed over, "It's you? You're the one who married Prince Yong?"
"How dare you! Why don't you kneel before the princess?"
"Princess? Hahahaha, you actually want me to kneel down for you? You slut! Did you instigate me to leave just to replace me?"
"Don't say that! When did I ever urge you to leave? Aren't you pregnant with Young Master Song's child? Don't you want to give your child a home?"
Sheng Jiang looked at Du Yanshu, who had lost a lot of weight. "It was you who left at the beginning, and now it's still you who came back. What's wrong? Can't you live happily after leaving the Shangshu Mansion?"
Du Yanshu said nothing, "Give me back my identity!"
Before she could say anything else, the guards had already blocked her mouth.
Sheng Jiang laughed and said, “Don’t you know that the Du Shangshu Mansion has the same tongue?
You disregarded the royal family's reputation. You were engaged to Prince Yong, but you had an affair with Song Yuchun and became pregnant.
Now that you can't get through hard times, you still want to come back and marry Prince Yong and enjoy wealth and glory? Why are you dreaming so beautifully? "
Du Yanshu shook his head.
Song Yuchun, who was hiding aside, also had a change in his eyes when he looked at Du Yanshu.
When Du Yanshu returned, he looked at Song Yuchun with a cold face, and felt uneasy in his heart. He quickly started to pack up his things in a flattering manner.
"Yanshu, do you regret marrying me? Because marrying me has made you lose your status as a rich lady. And I have made you bow to the maid who once knelt before you. Doesn't this make you very uncomfortable?"
"Husband, it's not true. I don't regret marrying you! I won't regret it in the future."
"really?"
"real"
"Yanshu, we have no savings left. I'll pawn you to Butcher Zhang for five years. If you give him a son, you can come back. This will also solve our current predicament. What do you think?"
Du Yanshu's face turned pale instantly, "Husband, are you kidding me?"
"I never joke! Yanshu, just consider it as helping me, okay? If I ever get into high school, I will never forget your kindness!"
Du Yanshu: The love-brain seemed to wake up at this moment. Looking at the cold and ruthless Song Yuchun, he put arsenic in the last meal of the night.
In this life, the emperor had a short life and died within a few years. He had no children, so Prince Yong ascended the throne and Sheng Jiang became the empress.