On our wedding night, my wife acted strangely.

Mimi bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, looking like she was about to cry.

Lin Yi watched her act with amusement.

Suddenly I noticed that her lips were very thin and small, looking soft and sweet, and painted with red rouge.

So lovely.

However, even the most beautiful red lips cannot be enjoyed every day.

Moreover, Yang Mi isn't the type of woman who's content with what she has; it's necessary to give her a gentle nudge now and then.

Lin Yi then withdrew his gaze and looked at Lin An: "What are you all standing there for? Didn't you hear what I said?"

Lin An bowed immediately: "Yes, this old servant will take care of it right away."

After saying that, he gave Yang Mi a meaningful look, then turned and left.

After he left, the atmosphere became somewhat oppressive.

Mimi knelt on the ground, overwhelmed with sorrow, feeling no different from the pair of chopsticks on the ground. The prince could use them when he liked, and throw them away and replace them with new ones whenever he didn't.

His so-called "favor" was nothing but a mirage, wishful thinking.

Thinking of this, tears welled up and streamed down her cheeks.

Lin Yi couldn't bear to see girls cry, but sometimes he had to be ruthless. So he took a sip of tea, looked at her, and said:

"I put you by my side because I think you're clever enough to do some things for me. But if you use that cleverness for jealousy and rivalry, I don't need another one like you. There are plenty of women in this palace who want to be yours. So you'd better remember your place, know what you should and shouldn't do, and be aware of it. Don't force me to kick you out."

Mimi's delicate body trembled.

It seems that she was right; to the prince, she was just a dispensable person... But she really didn't want to go back to being that third-class maid who was bullied by everyone and had no future.

Even if I'm just a little cat to the prince in the future.

"This servant knows her mistake!" Having come to terms with it, Mimi respectfully kowtowed to Lin Yi. "This servant will never dare to do it again! Please, Your Highness, forgive this servant this time!"

"Get up," Lin Yi said calmly. "Sit on my lap and let me smell your fragrance."

"Huh?" Mimi was taken aback, thinking to herself, "Weren't you just acting like you wanted a divorce? How come you've changed so much in the blink of an eye..."

Mimi was overjoyed at the thought that came to her mind!

That's right, the prince was giving him a warning; it wasn't that he disliked him!

"Yes! This servant...this servant will feed you tea." Mimi was overjoyed and quickly stood up, hugged Lin Yi's neck, and sat on his lap.

With her fragrant body in his arms, Lin Yi's mood improved considerably.

Actually, he really liked Yang Mi, especially her figure and personality. Most of the women in this mansion were submissive and obedient; girls like Yang Mi, who dared to speak their minds and act on their convictions, were truly rare.

However, being outspoken and bold does not equate to being unscrupulous.

Lin Yi needed to draw a circle to confine this girl inside, so that she couldn't cross the boundary.

That's what a good pet should be like.

"Eat more later, you seem to have lost weight again." Lin Yi estimated that Mi Mi weighed only about 90 pounds, not much weight at all.

Yang Mi bit her lower lip seductively: "As long as I don't lose weight in the places I shouldn't, that's fine."

"That's true, hehehehe..."

......

Xiuzhu huddled on a pile of straw in the corner of the dungeon. There were three walls and one iron pillar, with only a dim candle emitting a faint light, which was very eerie.

She wanted to sleep, but dared not, fearing that if she fell asleep, someone would secretly throw her into a mass grave.

In the afternoon, I thought that after I confessed, I would be forgiven, or at least spared physical punishment. But who knew that the two old women would just take the confession and leave me there, ignoring me completely.

There were no windows in the dungeon, so it was impossible to tell day from night.

Xiuzhu didn't know how long she had been there; she only felt that every minute and every second was torture.

I was cold, hungry, and scared.

Several fat rats scurried around her feet, making squeaking noises, which terrified her.

She regretted it.

I regret helping the young lady with this kind of thing. What's so good about that Ah Jin anyway?

In terms of appearance, status, and strength, she is inferior to the prince in every way, yet she fantasizes about becoming his concubine and helping the young lady to deal with the prince.

I must be out of my mind.

If I have the chance to go out, I must prove my loyalty to the prince! Then I can live peacefully in the prince's mansion.

But now, it's too late for regrets.

I have no idea what fate awaits me next.

Was he tortured to death? Or was he simply buried alive somewhere random?

"Waaah..." Thinking of this, Xiuzhu started crying again.

Suddenly, the iron door of the dungeon was pushed open, and footsteps approached from afar.

Are those two ghostly old women here again?

Xiuzhu cowered in fear, crying and begging for mercy: "Granny...Granny, spare me! I've told you everything, please...don't torture me..."

She was terrified and almost blurted out whatever came to mind.

However, the people who came were not Granny Jingqi, but two burly, rough-looking women, followed by the steward of the Prince's mansion, Lin An.

Lin An's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, because he discovered that Mi Mi had actually gotten together with the prince.

Regardless of whether she becomes a concubine or not, according to custom, a maid who gains the master's favor can receive a monthly allowance as if she were half a master.

Sigh, the prince is really something.

Your family wasn't well-off to begin with, and you still sleep with a maid.

That's too expensive.

He walked to the cell door, looked at her expressionlessly through the bars.

"Xiuzhu, the Prince has ordered that you be released."

"What?" Xiuzhu couldn't believe her ears.

The prince wants to release me?

is this real?

"Butler, are you... are you telling the truth?" Xiuzhu's voice trembled slightly with surprise.

This is a close call, no one would not be excited.

Lin An didn't answer her, but instead gave the two old women a wink.

An old woman stepped forward and used a key to open the cell door.

Another old woman walked in and yanked Xiuzhu up from the ground, her movements rough and unkind.

"Come with me."

Xiuzhu was pulled so hard that she stumbled and followed behind.

Moonlight streamed down from the high sky.

Xiuzhu had never felt the moon was so beautiful, its light so gentle. She took a deep breath of the damp, earthy air and felt as if she had stepped into another world.

"Take her to the bathhouse, prepare a clean set of clothes, and give her a proper bath," Lin An instructed the two old women.

"Yes, butler."

Xiuzhu was then taken to the bathroom in the third courtyard, which was prepared for overnight guests.

Lin Yi has a private bathroom, but she doesn't deserve to use it.

The room was filled with steam and mist, with a huge wooden barrel in the center and colorful flower petals floating on the water.

On the small table next to her was a set of clothes made of the finest silk, better than any clothes she had ever worn before.

"Go inside and wash," an old woman said coldly. "Wash yourself clean, don't bring your bad luck into the prince's bed."