The survival rule of a concubine's daughter 136 Untitled, with a thick lid on top, come and knock me down.

  Lu Shu's wife stared at Ru Qing in astonishment, her mind reeling with shock. This gentle and youthful woman was unexpectedly so formidable, and the Yang mother-daughter duo was completely under her control, unable to advance or retreat, neither alive nor daring to die. In her heart, she didn't know what to feel.

  But thinking of the tactics just now, I couldn't help but secretly applaud, looking at Yu Qing, and thinking to myself: It's really hard to see that this person looks young, but is actually cunning and difficult to deal with, good at using retreat as an advance, grabbing others to take the blame, using their own spear to attack their own shield, making the mother and daughter argue with each other, unable to get a clear advantage, instead being controlled everywhere, always in a passive position.

  Things developed completely beyond her expectations, and Princess Qing'an's heart sank. She glared at Ruoxi with a mixture of anger and disappointment, realizing she had underestimated this young woman. Finally, she shot an unsatisfied glance at Yang Qining, feeling that he was useless after all the effort she put into teaching him eighteen martial arts skills, only to be defeated by Ruoxi's few words.

  Mrs. Yang suppressed her anger and said, "Although my daughter is very wrong, she has always been devoted to the king with all her heart. Not to mention that she is a noble lady from a marquis's family, but just say that she loves and admires the king with all her heart. Why must the queen push people to such an extreme? Pushing my daughter to such a desperate situation?"

  "Since when did I, the king's wife, force her? It was she who wanted to come and throw herself at my husband. Previously, my husband had already spoken bluntly with Madame Tai, saying that if everyone said they loved her and she had to marry him, what would he become? Yang young lady, it's not wrong for you to love someone, but this love of yours has added many ulterior motives and calculations. Your love for the king has been tainted."

  Mrs. Yang glared at Ruoqing with hatred, this shrewd and difficult to deal with cheap goods, her eloquence was so fierce that it seemed impossible to win by talking about big principles, finally... Mrs. Yang suddenly knelt down in front of Ruoqing, scaring a group of people, Ruoqing was shocked at first, but quickly regained her composure and calmly asked: "What's the meaning of this, madam?"

  Madam Yang cried with a mix of snot and tears: "Princess Wang, I'm ashamed that I didn't teach my daughter properly, I let down the ancestors of the Yang family, I let you down, Princess Wang, and I even let down the Empress Dowager. No matter how unfilial this daughter is, she's still flesh and blood from me, can I really just watch her die?"

  Looking at the mother and daughter with a scornful expression, her tone was disdainful. "Confucius said: The filial piety of today is just being able to provide for one's parents. Even dogs and horses can be provided for, but without respect, how can you distinguish it? If the father wants the son to die, the son cannot help but die. Respect for parents, providing for them, serving them when they are ill, establishing oneself, remonstrating with them, and being good until the end - these are the fundamentals of filial piety. Madame Yang, as a noble lady of a marquis's household, didn't you even teach your daughter, Miss Yang, the most basic principles of filial piety? Miss Yang, today, in front of everyone, tell me, have you achieved any of these points?"

  Yang Qining had just struggled, her hair was already disheveled, she stared at Ru Xiang with a fierce gaze, and shouted: "You said a lot of grandiose reasons, you just don't want me to enter the door, you jealous woman, you evil woman, you will not have a good ending."

  Her expression turned cold, "You dare to be disrespectful to the mistress before even entering the door. It seems that you need to learn some discipline."

  Yang Qining was so angry that her head spun, and Princess Qing'an kept making eye contact with her. She turned her eyes and came up with a plan, saying: "As long as I can serve by the king's side, I'll be his concubine. Please, Queen, help me."

  With a satisfied nod, "Very well, being a concubine requires following the rules of being a concubine, and you are teachable." Then she smiled and said, "Let's start with serving tea then."

  The Empress Dowager hastily spoke up: "Wait a minute, Qing'er, are you really going to let her enter the house?"

  Yang Qining's heart skipped a beat as he cried out: "Empress Dowager, you had promised me that you would let my daughter make her own decision!"

  The Empress Dowager ignored her and stared at Ruqing, "Ruqing, you must think carefully."

  "Your Majesty, please be at ease. Since Miss Yang is willing to serve as a concubine to the king, how can I refuse? Moreover, putting aside her temperament and character, Miss Yang has beauty and elegance, and if she willingly becomes the king's concubine, it would be fitting. After all, taking this concubine won't cost a single penny. If we were to formally marry a secondary wife, we'd have to spend a large sum on betrothal gifts."

  If it weren't for the inopportune occasion, Lu Shu Fei would have burst out laughing and secretly cursed Yin's viciousness. Meanwhile, Yang Tai Fu Ren and her daughter both flushed red with anger, Yang Tai Fu Ren seething with resentment and regret, thinking that if she had known they would be ridiculed and humiliated like this, she should have broken her daughter's legs to prevent her from losing face.

  Anyway, she was getting on in years. In order to deal with today's affairs, she had not drunk a drop of water since the morning. At this time, she could no longer withstand such stimulation, and Mrs. Yang fainted, falling to the ground with a black eye.

  The majestic Mrs. Yang's faint, the Un央 Temple did not have any chaos, except for Yang Qining's mournful cry, the crowd was just calmly watching this scene, the Empress Dowager secretly sighed and ordered the palace staff to support Mrs. Yang down to rest, asking the imperial physician to take her pulse.

  Although Yang Qining was young and strong, she had gone hungry for a whole day and knelt for a whole day without drinking a drop of water. At this time, she really couldn't hold on anymore. But after all, she was stubborn and insisted on staring at Ruyi with her eyes wide open, saying: "You humiliated me now, and you made my mother so angry, you are so cruel."

  "You're talking nonsense, it's clearly your fault for being so unreasonable." Then, with a hint of impatience, "Are you going to offer me tea or not? It's getting late and I should be heading back to rest."

  Yang Qining said in a hateful tone: "I don't want to go inside, I'd rather die." As she spoke, she wanted to crash into the pillar, but unfortunately her body was too weak and couldn't muster up the strength. She crawled halfway before falling to the ground. But she struggled on, gritting her teeth and using her last bit of energy to get back up and crash into the wall. Immediately, palace attendants rushed forward to stop her, but Ru Shuang gave a clear order: "Let her go die, don't block her."

  Yang Qining's body froze after taking two steps forward, staring at him with anger, "You're so ruthless, actually letting me go to my death."

  Princess Qing'an also looked disbelieving, "Sister, are you really so heartless? Are you really going to watch Qining die with your own eyes?"

  As the emotions were not rational, Qing'an Princess comforted Yang Qining, saying gently: "Don't worry, after you pass away, I will bring your memorial tablet into the palace and worship it in the ancestral hall. I will also ask His Majesty to grant your wife a noble title, so that she can forever bear the royal surname. This way, you won't become a resentful spirit without relatives or dependents in the underworld."

  Princess Qing'an sucked in a breath of cool air, she really didn't expect that Fang Ruoxi would be so unscrupulous.

  Lu Shu Fei's eyes also widened, and she should have known that when dealing with shameless consorts, one must use evil to counter evil. She should have used this method a long time ago.

  The Empress Dowager covered her lips, turned her head and coughed a few times. Consort Lu's sharp eyes glanced over and suddenly discovered that the Empress Dowager's lips hidden under the sleeve of her golden phoenix-embroidered robe were actually curved upwards. Her heart skipped a beat as she secretly raised her guard.

  At this time, Yang Qining was so angry that her lips were trembling, she stumbled two steps forward and pointed at Ruxin but couldn't say a word.

  "Are you going to die or what?"

  Yang Qining's eyes were red with anger, and he was about to burst his lungs. He let out a light sigh and said, "If you don't want to die, then from now on, stop looking for death every day. In the Weiyang Palace, it's always seeking life and death, it's unlucky. Moreover, when you enter my royal palace, if you are obedient and follow your duties as a concubine, I will not be harsh on you. But if you keep trying to die every day, without any dignity, where did you learn such despicable behavior?"

  Lu Shu Fei let out a soft breath, gazing at Ru Xing with utmost admiration. At this moment, she was truly convinced. This young woman, who looked gentle and elegant, was actually an extraordinary talent. Even a secluded woman like her had such remarkable eloquence, no wonder Fang Zhiyi also possessed the skill to debate with a group of scholars, it was indeed due to their family's profound learning.

  Lu Shu Fei vowed that from now on, she would never again get involved in the muddy waters of Wang Fu and Yang Fu. Later, she would also have someone warn her elder brother to never make an enemy of Fang Zhi Li.

  At this time, Empress Zheng Yue said to Yang Qining: "Pity your devoted heart, be a concubine if you must, hurry up and offer tea to Princess Jingwang."

  Yang Qining was at a loss, she now regretted it. If she had known that Fang Ruyi was so difficult to deal with, she shouldn't have been so stubborn. But if she were to retreat now, where would her face be?

  Princess Qing'an frequently exchanged glances with her, and Yang Qining's mind started working again. Looking at the beautiful face, she gritted her teeth - yes, she had already lost all dignity, if she retreated now, it would be even more humiliating. She could only move forward, there was no other way.

  Once you enter the Jingwang Fu...

  Yang Qining fantasized about the great blueprint that Princess Anqing had painted for her... In the end, she gritted her teeth, took the teacup sent by the palace with trembling hands, and knelt down in front of Ruxue, handing the teacup to Ruxue.

  He stared at her and said, "Your tea-serving posture is incorrect. Linglong, come teach her."

  Linglong was overjoyed and immediately appeared, "Aunt Yang, I have committed a fault. To serve tea to the mistress, both hands must hold the tea high above the head, and the body must be straight, with the head bowed low. Aunt Yang, your posture is still not correct, the body should be kneeling straight, the head should be lowered, lower, lower, to show respect from the heart. Yes, that's it! Oh, right, and you also need to speak to the mistress, 'Your humble servant Yang pays respects to the princess and offers her tea, please drink, Princess.'"

  Yang Qining endured the humiliation and gritted her teeth: "The humble concubine Yang, presents tea to Princess Wang, please have some tea."

  With a satisfied expression, she took the tea and slowly sipped a small mouthful, which was equivalent to formally acknowledging Yang Qining's entry into the household. "Alright, from now on, you officially become the madam of the Jingwang Fu. However, before entering the household, I still have some rules that I need to make clear to you. Listen carefully."

  Yang Qining saw that she was not allowed to get up, and her heart was filled with hatred, but since one foot had already successfully stepped into the Wang Fu's gate, it would be tolerable to endure her for a while longer. So she lowered her head and said: "Princess, please give your instructions, Qining will listen respectfully."

  With a frown, she looked at Old Lady Zhou, who hastily said: "Yang Yiniang, the princess has already drunk your tea, so you are now a yiniang of the Wang estate. In front of the princess, please refer to yourself as 'qie'."

  Yang Qining was extremely resentful, but in front of the Empress Dowager, she could only hide her anger and frustration, saying respectfully: "Mother's teachings are, your humble servant has learned."

  "As the queen's voice was clear and cold, she said: 'Because you are just a concubine, in the future, without my consent, you are not allowed to meet with your natal family privately, nor can you have any dealings with them. Do you have any opinions?'"

  Yang Qining's eyes narrowed and he hastily said: "I, a humble concubine, have a mother above me and an elder brother and his wife below me, why can't I come and go as I please?"

  With a cold expression, she gave a meaningful glance to Old Mother Zhou, who understood and said sternly, "Yang's wife is muddled. As a concubine, one naturally has to cut off all relations with her natal family. This is the rule."

  Yang Qining was furious, and with a hint of affection, he said: "Go back and prepare well. I will choose an auspicious day to send someone to pick you up in a sedan chair and bring you to the Wang Mansion. However, before that, let me remind you of something. Since you are only becoming a concubine, all those grand ceremonies can be skipped. From now on, you are not allowed to wear gold accessories, nor can you wear bright red clothes. You cannot bring dowry or attendants with you. You can only enter the Wang Mansion through the side door. Moreover, if your mother wants to visit you, she must wait at the side door and let the servants report to me first. If I agree, then she can meet with you. Otherwise, don't blame me for being heartless."

  Yang Qining was so angry that her eyes turned black. Without a dowry, how could she survive in the Wang Mansion? Without an entourage, how could she act? Wasn't this depriving her of all her rights as the eldest daughter of the Marquis's mansion?

  Her eyes flashed with anger, and she said lightly: "If you don't believe me, you can go around the whole street to ask, whether the rules for a concubine are consistent with what I said."

  Yang Qining was so angry that his eyes were flashing with golden stars, but he couldn't refute it. Just as he was hesitating, a loud shout suddenly came: "Hold on."

  Everyone looked up and gazed in the direction of the sound, only to see Mrs. Yang emerging from the side door. In just a short span of two tea cups' time, Mrs. Yang's eyes had sunk deep into their sockets, her complexion deathly pale. Supported by a maid, she tottered precariously as she made her way to Yang Qining's side. With a resounding slap, she shouted: "You shameless thing! This person has clearly shown ill intentions, making you look bad, and it wasn't out of genuine desire that they wanted you to enter the house. How can you still be so obstinately blind? If you continue down this path, I...I'll die before your eyes."

  Mrs. Yang had indeed fainted from a sudden attack of anger, but fortunately the imperial physician arrived in time and revived her with some pungent medicinal oil. After going through a period of intense mental struggle, she finally came to realize that she had more than one child besides Yang Qining, and if she were to become Li Xiong's concubine, would she still want to be human? Would her two sons still want to be human? Would the Yang family elders still want to live in peace?

  "Yang Tai's wife pointed at Yang Qining and gritted her teeth, saying: 'If you dare to act arbitrarily again, I'll die in front of you today. I mean what I say.'"

  Yang Qining was terrified and shouted: "Mother, why are you also coming to coerce me?"

  "Is it you who is forcing me? The Empress Dowager Jing just said that if the father wants the son to die, the son cannot but die. You always use death to threaten me, which is unfilial in itself. You are an ungrateful and shameless thing, I would not be wrong even if I beat you to death with a stick." Seeing her daughter still obstinate, she said in a stern voice: "If you continue to be so stubborn, I will report to the clan elder and cut off our mother-daughter relationship. I will drive you out of the Yang family. I mean what I say."

  Yang Qining's face was terrified, she really didn't dare to believe that her mother, who had always been loving and caring towards her, suddenly became tough. This was far beyond her expectation.

  Anqing Princess was secretly anxious, just as she was about to succeed, Yang Tai's wife suddenly appeared like a thorn in the side. She stepped forward and advised: "Madam, don't be angry. Qining truly loves my brother, her feelings are genuine, her intentions are sincere, Madam, please grant her wish. This mother-daughter duo is connected at heart, what's the point of mentioning all this fighting and killing? Moreover, Qining has already come to this state, can you really bear to let her suffer for the rest of her life, trapped by love?"

  Madam Yang shot her a sideways glance and rebuked: "Although you are the imperial princess, it's better for you to mind your own business when it comes to the affairs of my Yang family."

  Princess Qing'an's face changed color, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, saying coldly: "Madam, your words are really unpleasant. What is a family matter? When Qining married into the Jingwang Fu, she became my sister-in-law, and Qining and I are like sisters. If Qining marries my brother, wouldn't that make us even closer?"

  Madam Yang said coldly: "The princess's good intentions, I've taken to heart." Then she ignored Princess Qing'an and glared at Yang Qining, "Don't you go back to the manor with me yet?"

  Yang Qining cried out, "Mother, please, please, just fulfill your daughter's wish."

  Madam Yang slapped her and asked loudly: "Do you really insist on entering the Wang Mansion as a concubine?"

  Yang Qining bit her lip, tears streaming down her face, "Mother, I beg of you, grant me this."

  "Alright, alright..." Lady Yang took two steps back, suddenly turned around and rushed towards the pillar. Fortunately, the palace staff on both sides were prepared and quickly came forward to intercept her, but they were still a step too late. Lady Yang crashed into the pillar with a loud thud, blood gushing out like a fountain, staining the pillar with a crimson mark that looked like a blooming flower, eerie and eye-piercing.

  Everyone let out a cry of surprise and hastily got up to look, fortunately Mrs. Yang was hit hard, but because the palace staff pulled her one, this dissipated a lot of force, this collision although head broken and bleeding, but still no life-threatening worries, the hall was in chaos, the imperial physician arrived in time to apply medicine and diagnose, fortunately there was no major problem.

  Yang Qining was so frightened that she fell to the ground beside her mother, wailing and crying, "Mother, why are you doing this? Your daughter has been humiliated by others, not only do you not help me, but also force me so hard. Are you trying to drive your daughter to desperation?"

  Zhen Lü Taifei said quietly to Ru Xing, "The King's wife is indeed formidable, actually forcing the imperial court's officially appointed First Rank Lady to such a state."

  One sentence reminded Princess Qing'an, and she glared at Ruoxi, saying: "Sister, you really have a ruthless heart. If you let Qining become the concubine of the king's brother, even Madame wouldn't be so cruel.

  Ruqin faintly said: "Mrs. Yang is really pitiful, being forced to this state by her unworthy daughter, alas!"

  Princess Qing'an was so angry that she rushed to Ruqing's side, glaring at her with anger in her eyes. "Obviously it was you who drove her to desperation, and yet you still have the nerve to say such things. Do you even have a heart?"

  Chen Xiang seized the opportunity and stepped forward, but Linglong was even faster. She quickly intercepted Chen Xiang and opened her eight-trigram step, rushing towards Qing'an and shouting: "Your Highness, please be careful with your words! My mistress, the queen, has not harmed anyone, nor has she killed or set fires. She has not seduced other people's husbands, nor has she tarnished our family's reputation. She has not disobeyed her elders, nor has she done anything that would harm heaven and reason. She has not forced others to become concubines, nor has she used underhanded tactics to seek death or destruction. She has not privately entered the palace and disrupted its order, nor has she coerced her birth mother. What is meant by 'having no conscience'? Your Highness should carefully explain this to me! You used a string of beads with musk to harm my mistress, causing her to nearly miscarry. You also used a mirror with poisonous powder to secretly harm my mistress. My mistress is your own sister-in-law, yet you have been so sinister and underhanded in harming her. Tell me, who exactly has no conscience?"

  Digression

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