"Then what should sister do..." Rong Yingying lowered her voice, "Otherwise, the master should explain it clearly to her, lest she misunderstand."
"Are you clear?!" Zhong Liyi raised his eyebrows, his face was cold, "A-Ning was always stubborn. Back then, because of...just a small matter, he ran away from home and became a monk for more than ten years! Now You want to force me to save Yun again! Yingying, she is really not as sensible as you!"
"Although the master said so, he still thinks about my sister all the time in his heart." Rong Yingying was a little lost in her words.
Zhong Liyi thought of Fuguo Duke's Mansion, quickly held her hand, and sighed, "My heart is also fleshy. Who treats me well and who treats me badly, I'm not blind, I can still see clearly! Ying, I was confused a while ago and left you in the cold. I even handed over the keys to the warehouse to Aning for safekeeping. Now think about it, you are the eldest wife of the prime minister's mansion, the official wife of my Zhong Liyi, and the head of the prime minister's mansion. The mistress should be you, and tomorrow you will go to Aning to get the key, and I will rest assured that you will arrange all the affairs of the prime minister's back house in the future."
"Master does this, I'm afraid my sister will be unhappy... These days, Yingying is happy and leisurely. The position of the head of the house is actually insignificant to Yingying. Yingying just hopes to have a place in the heart of the master and serve the master well. That's all." Rong Yingying frowned and smiled gently.
Her thoughtfulness was in sharp contrast to the third wife's rejection of others thousands of miles away, and Zhong Liyi couldn't help but feel more fond of her.
"You don't have to shirk, just do as I say. For Aning, let her calm down for a few days. After a while, whether the Prince Gong and his wife are dead or alive, I will ask her to explain it!" Zhong Liyi turned back He knocked on the desk, and frowned, "Now is the critical moment, and the Prime Minister's Mansion has dozens of servants and guards anyway, so we can't let her take care of it, let her mess around!"
"Then... that's fine." Rong Yingying seemed to be reluctant to agree, and when she lowered her head, the smile on the corner of her mouth was hard to hide.
When Zhong Liyi thought of the third wife kneeling outside, he felt annoyed, turned his head and told the butler, "Let someone prepare the sedan chair, and I will go to Fuguogong's mansion to discuss political affairs with the duke."
"yes."
With a bang, the third lady knelt outside the study until her knees were numb, and the door above her head was finally pushed open from the inside out.
Because of the collapse of the former dynasty, the third wife rarely spoke to Zhong Liyi, even if Zhongli Wanyun got married, when the relationship between the two of them rekindled, they would be relatively silent.
The third lady didn't say a word of nonsense, she kowtowed three times to Zhong Liyi, and said, "Master, please save our daughter!"
Zhong Liyi cast a glance at her as if he were iron-clad, then walked past her without even asking her to get up.
The third lady was stunned in place, her eyes full of desolation.
When Zhong Liyi was far away, Rong Yingying approached slowly, squatted down, raised the third lady's chin, and said with a bit of contempt in her tone, "Sister, the master said that you have been too tired recently, and I want you to rest For a while, please hand over the key to the warehouse and the seal to dispatch the manpower in the mansion!"
The third lady's face darkened.
"What? Don't you believe my sister?" Rong Yingying smiled cleverly, "Butler Tao can testify. When he comes back later, you can ask him yourself! If you don't even believe him, you can ask the master! "