Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 390 - 389: One Reaps What One Sows

It can only be said that one reaps what they sow.

As a servant, speaking ill of the master behind their back is already a taboo, let alone doing so in front of someone like Young Master Chen, who is considered half a master.

On that day,

Qiushuang received orders to take Qiu Wan to find the Ye Family and gave a brief account of the situation.

The Ye Family, having managed the household affairs for many years and interacted frequently with other Aristocratic Ladies, was astute and discerning. After listening to Qiushuang’s report, she had a general idea in her mind. Usually, she would verbally reprimand Ah Zhi a few times, but if maids dared to openly discuss matters in front of their masters, it indicated a lack of strict discipline.

Such maids are not to be kept.

The Ye Family immediately summoned Zheng Qi and ordered her to be sold to a trafficker.

This action was undoubtedly a warning to others.

Since then, the discipline of the servants and boys in the Ye Mansion has improved considerably.

Regarding the sale of Qiu Wan, Ye Zhi was completely unaware. She held a grudge against Shen Chen and usually treated him with indifference, spending her days mingling with Qinglian and Huanhuan.

A few days later, an invitation came from the National Guardian Mansion, where the lady of the house was hosting a poetry gathering with the theme "Year." It was scheduled for the day before New Year’s Eve, the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, inviting official ladies to gather and discuss.

That was in three days.

In the side hall of the Ye Mansion, a brazier burned charcoal for warmth, dispelling the cold of the snowy day, making the room cozy. The doors and windows were not tightly closed, leaving slight gaps for ventilation.

The Ye Family, along with Ah Zhi’s small group and others like Ah Tao, were present.

Huanhuan picked up the invitation with gold-embossed characters, examining it from all angles; it was her first time seeing an official invitation.

Ye Zhi sneered, "Huanhuan, what’s so interesting about this? If you’re interested, you can go for me. I’m not going."

She disliked attending these gatherings; what did she know of poetry?

The Martial Arts Conference was more to her taste...

Qinglian propped a small hand against her face, lazily sitting on a huanghuali wood chair with carved luan patterns, and languidly said, "This invitation is only for unmarried young women of Third Grade officials and above. Could it be for Zhou Jing to find a wife?"

Ye Zhi was puzzled, "How do you know it’s only for unmarried young women of Third Grade officials and above?"

Qinglian smiled mysteriously, "I’m not telling you."

The Ye Family, still wearing a basil-green cloak with gold embroidery, gathered her garments and curiously asked, "Qinglian, how do you know? I just received this invitation and haven’t had the chance to inquire in detail. Did you perhaps know of this in advance?"

To Ah Zhi, Qinglian could be mysterious, but in front of the Ye Family, a senior and Ah Zhi’s mother, she dared not hide anything and explained from the beginning.

"It was Xia Shirong who told me. A couple of days ago, she learned she was also on the invitation list and came early to brag about it to me, so I know. Moreover, Ah Zhi, I heard that the Empress, the Crown Prince, and Liu Qingxi are also on the invitation list, but whether they’ll attend is another matter."

Qinglian directed the first part of her sentence to the Ye Family and the latter part to Ah Zhi.

Ye Zhi was taken aback. Why is Liu Qingxi involved in everything? With her around, nothing good would happen, so she declared, "Then I’m definitely not going. I don’t get along with Liu Qingxi; she will surely harm me."

The Ye Family gently frowned, "Have you made any enemies outside?"

Ye Zhi, realizing what she had said in front of her mother, anxiously covered her mouth to defend herself, "It’s not like that. I just don’t like seeing her."

Her soft voice was tinged with tension.

Her gaze wandered, not daring to meet her mother’s eyes, clearly guilty of something.

The Ye Family did not pursue the matter with her and instead focused on the Empress, "The Empress is going. By refusing, aren’t you disrespecting the National Guardian Mansion?"