Chapter 3: You? No way!

Remodeling, transformation...

She must seize absolute power, otherwise how would she dare to act against the little brat?

The next day, before dawn, the Imperial Noble Consort's entourage departed, leaving only three masters in the Wang Fu.

The servants also received orders; everything in the Wang Fu is decided by the Princess Consort.

Before dawn, Jiang Yunchu got up, changed into light clothing, practiced a set of military calisthenics in the courtyard, then left the courtyard and began jogging around the Wang Fu.

These past two days, she loathed this body so much that she couldn't even move; just running two laps left her panting.

"What are the Young Master and Miss doing?" Returning to the courtyard, Jiang Yunchu looked directly at Zi Su.

Her dowry maids are two: one is Zi Wu, the other is Su Xin, and they are still unfamiliar with the Wang Fu.

The Wang Fu also assigned two first-rank maids: one is Zi Su, who led the way yesterday, and the other is Bai Zhi; from the maids' names one can see the Wang Fu's thoughtfulness, naturally based on the names Su Xin and Zi Wu.

"Reply to the Princess Consort, the Miss hasn't risen yet, the Young Master…"

Zi Su hesitated, her manner prompting Jiang Yunchu to look over and ask, "What's wrong with Ning Hanmo?"

"After the Young Master got up, knowing the Imperial Noble Consort had left, he cried and chased after her." Zi Su finally said.

Jiang Yunchu nodded; that made sense.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be the troublesome child Ning Hanmo.

"Have the kitchen prepare the meal; I estimate the Young Master will return by noon." She said calmly.

This time the Imperial Noble Consort's departure is a signal to herself.

She won't be returning for a short time.

"Yes, I'll arrange it right away." Zi Su hurried out to make the arrangements.

Although hearing "servant comes, servant goes" is uncomfortable, when you arrive somewhere you must follow that place's rules.

Acting oddly on one's own is truly unnecessary.

It's better to adapt oneself than to change others' habits.

Zi Su, responsible for her daily life.

Bai Zhi, responsible for her overall safety.

These two were selected by the Imperial Noble Consort, and they also represent her approval.

"Yue Yue greets the Princess Consort." The delicately carved little girl, like a miniature adult, also curiously sized up the person before her.

"Yue Yue? Come here, let me look." Seeing Ning Yue Xue, Jiang Yunchu's eyes lit up slightly.

Ning Yue Xue felt her gentleness and slowly approached, "Mother?"

The little girl called softly, her voice tinged with caution, yet her eyes held a hint of reluctance.

A child cannot hide her preferences, especially since Ning Yue Xue is just four years old.

"Call me whatever you like; there's no need to specially call me mother. I'm Jiang Yunchu; you can call me Yun Chu." Jiang Yunchu wiped the girl's forehead with a handkerchief, speaking gently.

What a lovely little girl! Sniff, so cute!

"But Aunt Liu says this isn't proper." Ning Yue Xue pursed her lips, feeling that the woman before her was not the bad woman her brother described.

Jiang Yunchu touched the girl's brow, "In the Regent Prince's Manor, what we say is the rule."

While speaking to the little girl, she glanced at Aunt Liu beside her; just that look sent a chill down Aunt Liu's back.

Puzzled, she thought, "Isn't she trying to win favor with the Princess Consort?"

"You can call me whatever you like—Yun Chu, sister, or aunt; just call me as you wish."

"Is that okay?"

"Of course!" Jiang Yunchu gave her an affirming look.

Little Mushroom Cool immediately laughed, extending her lotus-root-like arms and hugging Jiang Yunchu's neck.

"Yun Chu, your embrace is so warm."

"Yun Chu, you smell so nice."

"Yun Chu, Yue Yue likes you; please don't leave, okay?"

The little girl clung to Jiang Yunchu's embrace, refusing to let go, arms wrapped around her neck, face full of contentment.

"Okay." Jiang Yunchu replied with a smile.

She wanted to leave, but couldn't; the troublesome child hasn't finished transforming—how could she go?

A ten-year lifespan—how many tens of years does she have in this life?

"Yun Chu, you're truly kind."

Is that enough? Such an easily satisfied little girl.

"Miss, the food is getting cold; first let go of the Princess Consort and eat." Aunt Liu, fearing the Princess Consort's anger, spoke timidly.

The little girl pursed her lips, looked at Jiang Yunchu, and said, "Yun Chu, Yue Yue wants to be held by you."

She has no mother consort, never has, and her brother doesn't either.

She doesn't know what a mother consort is like, yet many say she and her brother are wild children; she doesn't understand what wild children are, wondering if the mother consort rejected her.

But in Yun Chu's embrace, she feels so warm, a different feeling from being in her grandmother's arms.

"Then I'll hold Yue Yue while we eat, okay?" Jiang Yunchu's heart melted; looking at the girl's eyes, unstained by dust, yet worldly.

I wish to protect the purity in her eyes for a lifetime.

"Okay!" Ning Yue Xue cheered, waving her little arms and kicking her legs.

After they finished breakfast, the little girl reluctantly watching, Aunt Liu led them back to the courtyard.

What followed was not suitable for the little girl to witness.

"Bai Zhi, have someone move this chair to the main gate."

"Zi Su, also lay out the fruit and pastries."

"All right, bring another pot of good tea." Jiang Yunchu arranged things one by one.

"Yes!" Zi Su and Bai Zhi said in unison, hurried out to prepare.

Su Xin wasn't nearby; she went to build good relations with the other maids. New to the place, she didn't understand anything in the Wang Fu; many things needed to be figured out.

"Princess Consort, is this to curry favor with the Young Master?" Zi Wu didn't understand; ever since the young lady hanged herself, she couldn't make sense of many things.

But the young lady was still the same young lady; to confirm her identity, she focused on the mole on the young lady's waist—a phoenix flower, bright red, extremely beautiful, with no second like it in the world.

"Curry favor?" Jiang Yunchu looked puzzled at Zi Wu; what gave her that impression?

"Princess Consort, ready." Bai Zhi came over and called out.

Jiang Yunchu sipped tea and ate pastries; if this chair were a recliner, she would be as happy as an immortal.

Just then…

"Shunzi, Deng Zi, if you don't hurry up, you'll starve Grandfather to death." From far away, Ning Hanmo's shouting could be heard.

The person who jumped down from the carriage had just entered the gate, saw the person leisurely drinking tea under the tree, and strode over angrily: "Stupid woman, don't think you've won—I'll definitely make you leave the Wang Fu."

Jiang Yunchu glanced at Ning Hanmo, slowly set her teacup on the table, and said, "You?"

Then she extended her middle finger, waved it in front of Ning Hanmo's eyes, and said, "No way!"

"Stupid woman, I'll fight you to the end!" Ning Hanmo's short temper flared; at the slightest spark, he immediately wanted to swing his arms and charge forward.