The life swap begins with Consort Hua becoming Lady Qin.

Qingying's face grew paler and paler. After a long silence, she said in a low voice, "Since the Princess Consort believes I am wrong, I will accept it."

Ruofu's brow twitched violently.

She tried to hold back, but finally couldn't.

"Go back and copy it!"

"Say it one more time, and I'll repeat it twenty more times!"

Qingying turned and left. A'ruo wanted to follow quickly, but was stopped by Zhaoying, who had been waiting nearby.

"What are you doing? At such a good age, can't you read the master's mind? Have you forgotten everything? The Fujin (principal wife) told the concubine to go back and copy books, but you have to kneel for a full hour."

Aruo blushed and could only look at Qingying with pleading eyes. The latter had also stopped, but stubbornly refused to turn around.

Having received no word of help from her master, Aruo could only slowly walk to the corridor and resignedly kneel down.

Pian Qingying stopped walking out and stood still like a wooden stake, seemingly determined to suffer the same fate as her trusted maid.

Ruofu finally couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Really opened my eyes!

Besides Lin Qinshuang, are there really people in the world who know how to put on airs like this?

If someone truly cared about their servants, they would either plead for mercy in a soft voice, or risk everything to protect them. If all else failed, they could go inside and bring a soft cushion over them.

What's the point of just standing there like a wooden stake?

Could it be that he'll turn around and claim to have shared weal and woe with his servants?

The more she thought about it, the more unlucky she felt. Just then, the chill in the refrigerator was almost gone, so she simply waved her hand and said, "Let's all go home."

Gao Xiyue and Fucha Zhuying quickly stood up, bowed, and each led their people out.

-

Back in her courtyard, Gao Xiyue ordered the doors to be closed tightly, then immediately patted her chest.

"That scared me to death!"

As she walked inside, she let out an exaggerated sigh: "The Princess Consort usually seems so gentle and kind, always smiling when she speaks, but when she gets angry, she's so frightening. Just now, when she slammed her hand on the table, I almost dropped my teacup."

Granny Dai's lips twitched as she listened from behind...

While others might not know, she saw it all clearly: just now in the main hall, only the princess was holding a teacup, her eyes darting back and forth between the primary wife and the secondary wife, almost shining with desire.

Granny Dai did not expose her, but helped her sit down and asked Xingxuan to bring a cup of warm tea.

Gao Xiyue took the drink and sipped it, still muttering, "But that concubine is really... so impolite. The princess is just adding a head maid to her, not stuffing a demon into her room, why won't she accept it?"

"And her maidservant, she really has a sharp tongue. If I were the princess consort, I would be angry too."

Granny Dai smiled and seized the opportunity to say, "What you say is right, Princess. The mouths of the servants around us should be properly disciplined, especially when they speak. Whether their words are good or bad, others will only assume that they were instructed by their master."

"Absolutely!"

Gao Xiyue nodded in deep agreement: "I originally thought that, given her noble birth and the fact that she was the prince's childhood sweetheart, she must be a gentle, kind, and intelligent woman. I never expected to meet her today..."

She pursed her lips, looking disgusted.

There was something she wanted to say back when the talent show was held at Jiangxue Pavilion.

What color does this princess of the Ulanara clan like?

On the day of the audition, she wore a dark green outfit with deep red flowers. Despite being at the prime of her youth, she dressed in an old-fashioned manner.

Today is even stranger! She wears a bright yellow pendant, a kingfisher feather hairpin, and a bright red camellia, while her clothes are purple!

They smeared all sorts of colors on themselves, and from a distance, it looked like a paint shop had been overturned by the wind.

And that strap around her neck, tied so tightly, wasn't she afraid of not being able to breathe?

Those two armor plates on his hands were even more...

Tsk, even her deceased grandmother didn't wear that style anymore.

"I wonder what the prince sees in her."

Gao Xiyue muttered softly.

Granny Dai was not surprised by this. She personally poured some tea for her and said gently, "What men like is not necessarily the same as what we women like. At the very least, the affection between the Prince and his concubine, who grew up together, is something that is different from that of others."

Gao Xiyue immediately perked up: "Granny, that's not right! Didn't the Fujin just say that no matter how different our relationship is, isn't she still just a concubine? Ultimately, the main Fujin has the final say in this inner court."

She echoed Ruofte's emphasis, saying, "Once you enter the manor, rank and status come first; there's no difference!"

Granny Dai paused for a moment, then a look of relief appeared in her eyes: "What the princess says is true."

Gao Xiyue put down her teacup and instructed, "You must take good care of Moxin. Starting tomorrow, have her and Xingxuan serve me together. After all, she was given to us by the Fujin, so we must not treat her lightly."

She thought for a moment and said seriously, "The more she tries to be different and compete with the Princess Consort, the less I can be like her."

Granny Dai smiled and replied, "Your Highness is absolutely right."

Gao Xiyue was so pleased by the praise that she shook her head and became even more excited as they discussed what to eat later.

-

On the other hand, when Fucha Zhuying returned to the courtyard, she was much quieter than Gao Xiyue.

Rouxin followed behind her, behaving herself properly the whole way, without looking around or asking any questions.

Upon entering the room, Fucha Zhuying turned around and smiled politely at her: "I am not like others. Although I am fortunate enough to share the same surname, Fucha, as the primary consort, we are worlds apart. My status in the Prince's mansion is not high. If you follow me, I'm afraid you will suffer."

Rouxin immediately curtsied and said, "Your Highness is too kind. You were one of the first people to serve the Prince, so you are naturally blessed. Why should you belittle yourself? Since the Prince Consort has assigned me to Your Highness, I will do my best and not dare to slack off in the slightest."

Fucha Zhuying took a closer look at her.

He spoke tactfully and was composed; he didn't seem like a frivolous person.

She nodded gently: "Alright, you can go and settle in now. You don't need to work today. Come back tomorrow after you've rested."

"Yes, Princess."

Rouxin bowed again, then turned and left.

Fucha Zhuying then dismissed the palace maids who had been serving her, and the room finally quieted down.

She sat down by the window and picked up the unfinished needlework again.

She witnessed everything that happened in the main courtyard today.

Consort Ulanara appears aloof and indifferent, seemingly not vying for anything, but in reality, she is quite clueless.

They may not intentionally stir up trouble, but they certainly won't stay quiet.

As for Gao Xiyue, although she only has the title of princess now, she still has a good father.

As long as Gao Bin gains more and more favor in the court, Gao Xiyue's future rank will never stop at just Gege.

One of these two people has a personal bond with her, and the other comes from a powerful family; neither of them is someone she can afford to offend.

Fortunately, the primary wife was not someone to be trifled with.

Her cousin was the true, noble, legitimate daughter of the Fucha clan, and her confidence was unparalleled.

Having only been in the household for two days, she has already sorted out the accounts, expenses, and servants' comings and goings clearly, and dared to deal with the concubine's confidants in front of everyone. Clearly, she is not a weak and easily bullied person.

With her in charge, the backyard won't get too chaotic.

What's even more remarkable is that, so far, it seems that Ruofu is not in a hurry to win her over or push her out as a pawn to fight against the other two just because they share the same surname, Fucha.

This is already very good.

Fucha Zhuying slowly threaded the needle through the silk cloth, her heart at peace.

She never asked for much.

As long as one has a place to settle down, enough to eat and wear, and few troubles, that is enough.

In any case, her life was never her own to control.

-

Aruo knelt under the eaves of the main courtyard for a full hour. Her knees were already numb. When she stood up, her legs went weak and she almost fell back to the ground.

With slightly red eyes, Qingying reached out to support her, and Aruo, enduring the pain in her knees, turned around and helped Qingying up.

The master and servant leaned on each other and slowly made their way out of the main courtyard.

Looking at his back, there was an indescribable sense of desolation.

After returning to their courtyard, the two went straight into the house and stepped into the inner room.

Qingying's last breath seemed to vanish in an instant, and she stumbled and fell into a chair.

Aruo's knees were still burning with pain, and she had been holding back tears the whole way. But now she finally couldn't hold back anymore and knelt down in front of Qingying with a thud.

"Princess! This primary consort is so heartless! I only said one sentence, and she ordered someone to slap me, made me kneel for a whole hour, and even... in front of Princess Gao and Princess Fucha!"