Princess and the General

ased on background and seniority, she, Qi Ting, was the first rank servant girl of Western Wing, alright! Others all needed to stand back!

“Yao Lan, since you’ve come to our Marquis Manor as a servant, then you should abide by our Marquis Manor’s rules.
Our rules here are different from that something valley.
Servant girls can’t sit on the couch together with their master, do you understand?”

Qi Ting wrung the handkerchief from the basin and handed it to Yu Fu,  as she casted sidelong glances at Yao Lan, her tone high and condescending.

Yu Fu placed the handkerchief to her face, but feeling it slightly scalding, she thus brought it down.

“Big sister Qi, Yao Lan only serves in my room.
It’s fine as long as her etiquette is good outside.
It doesn’t need to be that uptight here at my place.
Not just Yao Lan, but big sister you too.”

Yu Fu persuaded with a smile, then placed the handkerchief to her face again.

She grew up in the Immortals Valley since she was small and didn’t pay close attention to rules.
Towards Yao Lan, she didn’t regard her as a servant either.

But rather like a friend, playing together and studying together.

Towards Qi Ting, she also expressed this kindness, but the latter rather didn’t feel grateful, and even began lecturing Yu Fu.

“Miss Yu Fu, you grew up in the wilderness since small, and also isn’t of our marquis’s bloodline, presumably no one has taught you rules before, right? No worries, right now, marquis has taken you in to be his daughter and has also let me come serve you.
I will slowly teach you the rules.
Yao Lan naturally also have to abide by these rules too.”

The tone she spoke in was no longer that respectful as before.

Yao Lan heard the thorns in her words and discontentedly retorted, “What are you saying? Are you criticizing our miss is a mannerless countryside peasant? Don’t you know miss is…is……..”

She couldn’t expose Yu Fu’s true identity; she was so angry she couldn’t continue speaking.

Yet Qi Ting became increasingly smug.

Wasn’t she merely some medicine god’s disciple, what’s so great about that?

In front of the imperial capital’s one and only Marquis Manor, she was still just a countryside girl.

“How could I dare criticize miss? Miss is miss after all, I’m saying you lack manners.
In the future, you can’t be this wanton.”

Qi Ting smugly lifted her chin.

“My father is someone in charge of the manor, and my grandfather is an old steward who’s served in the manor for decades.
The rules in the manor, I understand better than anyone, so in the future, I will properly teach you and also Miss Yu Fu.”

She impatiently showed off her own status, wanting to let Yu Fu become aware of her special status.

After all, how much Gu Huai Jiang respects Qi An, this old steward, Fu Yu saw with her own eyes, so she should know her place.

Before Yu Fu could say anything, she suddenly heard outside the door a man’s mocking voice sounding.

“Since you understand the rules of the manor the most, then why don’t you tell me, showing off own’s status in front of the master is which rule?”

Qi Ting turned to look, seeing Gu Jiu Ge walking in, scaring her to hurriedly kneel.

Yu Fu saw him wearing a loose spring garments, his head of beautiful hair casually tied up, appearing like he’d just finished bathing, carrying himself in a languid manner.

A pair of phoenix eyes narrowed and glanced at the three in the room, smiling but not smiling.

As he approached, a wave of faint flower fragrance washed over, precisely the smell of bath beans.

“Second brother.”

She properly greeted him, just she still was somewhat not used to the bow for Eastern Ling girls, so she only just straightly stood there, staring back at him with her head tilted.

That pair of glistening large eyes made he unable to hold back his smile.

Qi Ting kneeled on the ground and hurriedly explained, “Second young master misunderstood.
This servant wasn’t showing off in front of Miss Yu Fu.
It’s Yao Lan, this girl, that’s lacking in manners too much.
This servant worried that she might make our Marquis Manor lose face, thus lectured her.”

Yao Lan’s round face flushed red, like a large apple.

She pointed to Qi Ting, “You clearly, seeing that Miss isn’t of the great general’s bloodline, thus look down on her.
Yet you still don’t dare to admit!”