Dressed as a concubine instead of a concubine

Chapter 187 What a coincidence

Without her, Meng Xiyue went to the kitchen by herself.

Xiaoxiao had already asked where the kitchen was, so they found it quickly.

As soon as I got outside the kitchen, I heard a scolding voice coming from inside.

"Xiao Ling, what's wrong with you? I've told you so many times to be careful. The guests here today are all honored guests. Why are you still so clumsy? It's not a big deal if the food is broken, but if you offend an honored guest, you will be punished."

The person who spoke was an old woman. Although she was scolding, her tone was full of worry.

"You have just entered the mansion and you don't know the rules. You'd better not serve in the front hall. Just stay in the kitchen. This mansion is different from before. From today on, there is a master."

"No, mother-in-law, please let me go to the front hall. I promise to be careful and not make mistakes again. Please let me go."

Meng Xiyue was familiar with this voice. It was the woman who had just apologized to her.

Xiao Ling cried sadly, "Grandma, please give me another chance."

"Xiao Ling, it's not that I don't want to help you. You are just a dishwasher in the back kitchen. You are not qualified to serve in the front hall. I asked the official for help because you wanted to see the world. Now that you have made a mistake, I am afraid that the housekeeper will not forgive you, so how can I allow you to go."

After hearing what the cook said, Xiao Ling said, "I'll go ask the housekeeper."

As she said that, she ran towards the door and bumped into Meng Xiyue.

When she saw her, the maid's pupils shrank sharply and she knelt down quickly.

The cook who heard the noise also came out. She didn't know Meng Xiyue, but seeing how she was dressed, she also knelt down in panic.

"This girl doesn't know the rules, please forgive me, young lady."

"You don't have to be nervous. I didn't eat during the day, and the banquet won't start until later, so I came here to ask for some snacks first."

"Miss, if you want some snacks, just tell me and we will bring them to you."

The cook lowered her head and spoke humbly.

Meng Xiyue glanced at Xiao Ling. Although she was kneeling with her head lowered, her back was straight. She was obviously a woman of character.

"It was you, little maid, who just soiled my dress. I came to the backyard to change clothes and happened to pass by the kitchen and came here."

Hearing her words, the cook trembled with fear, "Miss, please spare her, she didn't mean to offend you."

"Xiao Ling, why don't you kowtow to the young lady and admit your mistake."

"sorry."

"I've said before, I'm not here to ask for punishment, I'm just here to ask for some snacks."

Meng Xiyue reached out and helped Xiaoling up.

"Although you are a little clumsy, you are honest and upright. Take the snacks and follow me to the front hall."

Hearing this, Xiao Ling's eyes lit up, "Okay, thank you Miss."

"Miss, I'd better find another maid for you. Xiao Ling..."

The cook wanted to stop her, but Xiao Ling quickly spoke up.

"Mother-in-law, I can do it. Just let me follow the young lady."

Her look was so pleading and sad that the cook couldn't say no.

She sighed and said worriedly, "Then you better be careful. If you offend the noble again, no one can save you."

"I see."

Xiao Ling nodded in agreement, then took a plate of osmanthus cake and followed Meng Xiyue to the front hall.

Meng Xiyue looked at her walking with her head down, somewhat absent-mindedly, and asked tentatively.

"You don't seem to be from Beijing. Where are you from?"

"Weicheng."

"Weicheng, what a coincidence! I heard that today's Prince Consort is also from Weicheng."

When she mentioned the Prince Consort, the woman's body clearly paused. After a moment, she spoke.

"Really? That's a coincidence."

"Weicheng is a small place. It is only because of the emergence of a talented person like Prince Consort that it became known to the public. Prince Consort should be very famous in Weicheng. It's amazing that you have never heard of him."

Meng Xiyue said casually.

"My dear, I left Weicheng early, before Prince Consort graduated from high school, so I didn't know that Weicheng had such a talented person as Prince Consort. I am just stupid."

Xiao Ling urged, "The bridal sedan will be here soon, Miss, let's go to the front hall."

"No hurry, what's wrong with your face? Why are you covering it?"

Meng Xiyue stared at her, eager to confirm whether her guess was correct.

"My appearance is damaged, and I am afraid of offending you, so I am showing my face to you."

Xiao Ling covered her face and replied calmly, as if this matter was insignificant to her.

"How did you become disfigured?"

Xiao Ling raised her eyes and looked at her, "Miss, if you think there is something wrong with my appearance, I can find another maid to serve you."

Obviously she didn't want to answer Meng Xiyue's question anymore.

Meng Xiyue had doubts about her, and she was also skeptical about Meng Xiyue.

She looked at Meng Xiyue without any fear. As they looked into each other's eyes, neither of them wanted to give in.

Just then, a burst of firecrackers sounded.

"The bridal sedan has arrived."

Hearing the voice, a trace of sadness flashed across Xiao Ling's brows, followed by a hint of hatred.

Meng Xiyue suppressed her expression and pretended nothing had happened.

"Let's hurry to the front hall. You follow us."

When they arrived at the front hall, Nan Rongwan had already gotten off the bridal sedan. She and Mu Ziyang walked side by side towards the hall, holding the red ribbons.

And right above the hall, sat a graceful and beautiful woman, Concubine Jing.

Mu Ziyang was an orphan, and the person he married was a princess, so the person he paid his respects to was Concubine Jing.

Nan Rongwan was wearing a red veil, so her expression couldn't be seen, but one could imagine that she must be proud and happy.

However, the groom, the prince consort, had a blank expression on his face and empty eyes, like a walking corpse.

"Worship heaven and earth."

With a loud singing, the bride and groom knelt down and worshiped the heaven and earth.

Mu Ziyang raised his fists, revealing a hint of red on his wrists, which seemed to be woven with a red rope.

Such a cheap thing could never have been given to him by the noble princess Nan Rongwan.

Meng Xiyue quickly looked behind her and saw Xiaoling's hand gently stroking her wrist, with tears in her eyes.

There is sadness, confusion, and more importantly, hatred.

Looking at the newlyweds, the hatred in her eyes grew stronger and stronger. She put her hand into her sleeve, walked straight past Meng Xiyue and continued to move forward.

Seeing this, Meng Xiyue suddenly grabbed her and whispered, "No."

Xiao Ling looked at her and wanted to reach out and shake her off.

Meng Xiyue was afraid of attracting other people's attention, so she spoke quickly in her ear.

"Empress Jing, the prince is here, and there are secret guards all around. You will be dead before you even get close to Nan Rongwan."

Hearing her words, Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment.

While she was stunned, Meng Xiyue hurriedly pulled her away from the crowd and came to a secluded place.

Xiao Ling seemed to react and she struggled.

"Let me go. Even if there is little hope, I will take revenge. This is my only chance."