Chapter 70: Rectifying the Crown Prince's Residence (Part 1)

  Qing Sang was afraid in her heart, so she kept the candle lit, and also left the door open for Xuan Xi. Although it was already late at night, because of what Xuan Xi said last night, Qing Sang worried that he would really come back, so she left the door open for him.

  As expected, just after midnight, Fu Xi said at the door, "Chang An, is the princess still awake?"

  "She should have gone to sleep already. I'm afraid she forgot to blow out the lamp." Chang An thought that Cao Xiang had been serving the princess for some time now, and the princess should be asleep by now.

  "You go back and rest. From now on, let others in the mansion take turns keeping watch at night, how can you bear to do it every day?" Fu Xi returned last night and also kept watch, worried that if he was the only one keeping watch every night, his body would eventually collapse.

  Chang An thanked Fu Xi for her concern and said: "Those were all bestowed by the Empress Dowager, I'm not at ease with them."

  Qing Sang felt a twinge of guilt upon hearing this. On the surface, the household seemed to be functioning normally, but in reality, there were problems everywhere due to poor management. As the mistress of the house, she had always been powerless to take care of things properly, which was why Cao Xiang and Chang An had to work so hard. She made up her mind that once her body recovered a bit, she would thoroughly rectify the household.

  Fu Xi pushed open the door and came in, moving slowly and quietly, afraid of disturbing Qing Sang.

  "It's so late, why are you running back and forth?" Qing Sang propped herself up and sat up.

  "Haven't you slept yet? I saw the house was still lit up so late, I thought you had gone to bed and forgotten to blow out the candle." Xiu He casually took off his coat, pulled down the towel from the rack, and washed his face with a basin of water he had prepared earlier.

  "These are all what you asked me to prepare." Xú Xī said, seeing that the washing utensils were all neatly arranged.

  Qing Sang nodded and said: "I was worried that you would come back late, others have already gone to sleep, so let Cao Xiang prepare first."

  A warm feeling rose in Fu Xi's heart, and the fatigue of the day also felt relieved a lot. After finishing his toilette, he was about to turn around to take the bedding, but saw Qing Sang already kneeling on the ground making his bed.

  "How did you get up?" Xú Xī hastily came forward and snatched the pillow from her hand.

  "I feel a bit better, after taking Dr. Chu's medicine today, I feel more spirited." Qing Sang gently pulled the pillow over and carefully smoothed out the bedding, ironing out the wrinkles on the quilt.

  "It's a good thing the weather here is dry, otherwise you'd be sleeping on the ground every night and your body wouldn't be able to take it. Once I'm feeling better, you can sleep in the bed." Qing Sang had already spread out the bottom layer and was now unfolding the quilt, her words didn't have any special meaning, but Xiu Hei felt a surge of excitement, his heart racing with every beat.

  Qing Sang carefully laid out the quilt, and when she turned her head, she saw Xiang Xi staring at her with an unfamiliar yet heart-pounding glint in his eyes.

  Suddenly realizing that her previous words were ambiguous, her face couldn't help but heat up, and she lowered her eyelids, her long eyelashes covering her bright eyes. She said in a low voice: "When I'm better, you sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor, we'll take turns sleeping."

  Fu Xi blinked her eyes and suddenly burst out laughing "haha".

  Qing Sang pouted her small mouth and scolded: "What are you laughing at?"

  Fu Xi sat down on the kang with a plop and laughed: "Do you think I'd be willing to share a bed with you?"

  Qing Sang gave him a slanted glance, grabbed the pillow and heavily threw it at him, saying: "You'd better continue sleeping on the floor. Good intentions are not rewarded."

  Having finished speaking, he got up and walked towards the bed.

  Fu Xi hugged her pillow and fell onto the kang.

  Qing Sang walked to the front of the bed, turned around and looked at him, saw him lying on the ground with his head sideways looking at himself, hummed softly, blew out the candle in one breath, and climbed onto the bed.

  "Don't be angry, I'm just joking with you," said Fu Xi.

  "I'm not so petty, go to sleep quickly, you have to rush on the road again tomorrow morning." Qing Sang said softly.

  "Ah, the latest chapter of 'Martial God Asura'." Fu Xi placed the pillow under her head and soon fell asleep with a sweet smile.

  Before long, Qing Sang heard Xiu Xi's even breathing sound.

  Qingsang's eyes slowly adapted to the darkness, and he could vaguely see the figure lying on the ground. After Fuxi returned, Qingsang didn't feel as scared anymore, and his eyelids grew heavy, following suit in falling asleep.

  In the early morning, Fu Xi Tian set out before dawn. By the time Qing Sang woke up, it was already high noon.

  Chu Lianyu came to take the pulse and adjusted several medicines. Qing Sang asked about Qiao Lu and Shui Li's situation, Chu Lianyu replied that they were much better now. However, Qiao Lu's spirit was still very poor and she didn't want to talk. When Shui Li woke up and found out she couldn't speak, she became quite agitated. When she could get out of bed, she looked in the mirror and saw that her face was disfigured, so she suddenly felt desperate and almost took her own life.

  Qingsang felt a pang of distress in her heart.

  Qing Sang asked Doctor Chu if she could move around, she wanted to go see Qiao Lu and Shui Li.

  Chu Lianyu said bluntly: "The fetal movement is still relatively stable for the time being, but it's best if the princess can rest for a few more days. She can walk around in front of her every day, but she must not go too far or stir up the fetal energy. As for Cui Lu and Shui Li, the princess should avoid them for the next few days. They are emotionally unstable and might accidentally bump into the princess, which would have unforeseeable consequences. The princess's pregnancy is currently in a state where it cannot withstand even the slightest shock."

  In that case, Qing Sang obediently listened to advice.

  After drinking the medicine, Qing Sang felt quite spirited and asked Cao Xiang to bring over half a bowl of porridge. After eating it, he regained some strength.

  "The fragrance of grass, let someone move a chair into the courtyard and gather everyone from upstairs to downstairs. I have something to say." Qing Sang said.

  The grass fragrance asked with some concern: "Is the princess going to train or wait until her body is better before taking action?"

  "It's okay, I'm feeling quite well today and the weather is nice. Sitting outside will do me more good. Besides, if things in the mansion don't go smoothly, you and Chang'an will be the ones to suffer." Qing Sang said with a smile, "Chang'an was on duty last night, if he's still sleeping, then don't wake him up."

  Caixiang smiled and nodded, being able to keep up with such a considerate master was also their good fortune as slaves.

  The slaves in the house somehow found a rattan chair, and Qing Sang sat down on it, feeling very comfortable. Before long, except for Chu Lianyu and the still unwell Qiao Lu and Shui Li, everyone in the house had arrived, including Chang An.

  Qing Sang lazily leaned back in her chair, glanced at the people in the mansion, and ordered them to raise their heads. Having been in Beijiang for several days, she hadn't taken a good look at these people yet. If someone said they were from her mansion, she really wouldn't know whether it was true or not.

  "Are you Guan Zhou?" Qing Sang's gaze swept across their faces one by one, finally landing on the third face in the second row.

  He hastily stepped forward a few steps, knelt down and replied: "Your humble servant Guan Zhong pays his respects to the princess."

  Qingsang raised his hand slightly, signaling him to get up.

  "Do I recall correctly that the chopsticks we're using now were whittled by you?" Qing Sang asked with a smile.

  Guanzhou lowered his head and didn't dare to raise his eyes, but the voice of his response was very loud: "I have made a humble offering, I don't know if it meets your requirements, Your Highness?"

  Qing Sang covered her mouth with a smile and asked: "Have you seen the chopsticks of Xuan Chao?"

  Guanzhou replied, "Let the princess laugh at me, I've been living in Beijiang since childhood and have never seen a chopstick from the Xuan dynasty."

  "No wonder, you've made it twice as big as a normal chopstick, but I can tell you're meticulous and didn't slack off at all." Qing Sang praised.

  Guan Zhou was overjoyed when he heard this and repeatedly thanked Princess Xie.

  Qing Sang looked at the remaining people again, and saw that among the female slaves, there was one who was tall and fair-skinned, looking somewhat different from the others. He asked: "You, what's your name?"

  That person saw Qing Sang nod her own name and quickly knelt down to reply: "I'm called Huā Yuè Dū Shì Māo Rěn."

  "Are you a Rong person?" Qing Sang asked her to get up and asked again.

  "In response to Your Highness's words, I am a person from Dalsan." Huaxuan replied.

  "What place is this?" Qing Sang asked.

  "It's a tribe under Mount Kusht."

  Qingsang was still somewhat puzzled and didn't know where Mount Kushe was. So, with an inquiring gaze, he looked at Mahi.

  "Kush Mountain is in the northeast of Beirong, with perennial snow and rare human footprints. Only the sturdy Darsa people live there."

  "Oh. Hua Xuan, how did you get here?" Qing Sang asked curiously.

  "The slave... felt that life in the mountains was bitter and ran out." Huaxuan said softly.

  Looking at her hesitant appearance, Qing Sang felt that she was lying, but in front of everyone, the truth was indeed inconvenient to say. According to Qing Sang's speculation, since the people of the Dalisha tribe were as strong as oxen, they must be good at working hard, and it was likely that Hua Xuan was also kidnapped.

  In that case, Qing Sang also found it inconvenient to say anything more.

  He glanced at the crowd again, and Qing Sang took a deep breath and said loudly: "Prince Dag has been away from Beirong for a long time and is somewhat unfamiliar with everything here. It wasn't until yesterday that he received the king's order to train soldiers in the Yan tribe. And I was new to this place, the water and soil were not suitable, and I was sick for a few days, so these days the affairs of the mansion were a bit chaotic, but thanks to Mahi, Cao Xiang, Chang An and you all who maintained it with all your might. So, I would like to thank you here."

  Everyone's face changed upon hearing this. Their status here was as low as ants, and if the master didn't give them any attention or punishment, they would be grateful; yet the princess of the Mystic Dynasty actually thanked them.

  They looked at each other for a moment, and then "whoosh" they all knelt down.

  "Get up." Qing Sang shouted.

  Everyone looked at each other again and didn't dare to get up for a while, until they saw Cao Xiang and Chang An take the lead in getting up, then one by one got up, but all lowered their heads and dared not look at Qing Sang.

  Qing Sang smiled and said: "We haven't been together for long, so we're a bit unfamiliar. We're not as close as Cao Xiang, Chang An, and Ma Xi, but you'll soon get to know my temper. Rewarding the good and punishing the bad is my principle, no matter what your identity is..." As she spoke, Qing Sang swept her gaze over everyone with a sharp glint in her eye, continuing: "No matter whether you're slaves or servants or whatever other status, if you do well, you'll be rewarded; if you make mistakes, you'll be punished. Now, you have one more chance to choose. You should know that the manor is currently very short on funds, and even your monthly stipends are being borne by the Wang consort's household. So I'm giving you an opportunity: those who want to stay can stand on the left side, from now on we'll share the same boat with the Wang household, and your expenses will also be borne by the manor; those who don't want to stay can stand on the right side, and I'll report to the Grand Consort to find another place for you."

  Ma Xi was startled, not understanding the meaning of Qing Sang's actions. She was a close servant given to Qing Sang by the Grand Consort, different from those slaves who were assigned and didn't need to be chosen, so they didn't need to worry about it either. However, these other people were somewhat at a loss, worried, fearful, and astonished, not knowing what to do.

  After a long silence, Guan Zhou walked forward and said: "I am willing to stay in the mansion, now the mansion is having difficulties, I am willing not to take my monthly salary, as long as there is food to eat."

  "How much is your monthly salary?" Qing Sang asked.

  Guan Zhou replied: "Your Highness, we are all third-class slaves, and each month we get one dou of millet flour."

  "Oh." Qing Sang responded with a single word. Thinking that after this matter is settled, he must ask about the northern Rong's servant system.

  "What about the others?" Qing Sang asked loudly.

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