Chapter 1190: I Don’t Like the Color
After cleaning Lady Song’s face, she helped wipe her hands, then prepared to leave with the basin.
Lady Song suddenly called out to Ning Shu. Ning Shu turned back towards Lady Song and asked, “Lady, do you need something?”
“The beaded flower on your head is very beautiful,” said Lady Song.
Ning Shu was taken aback for a moment. Did she overstep the bounds by wearing this beaded flower?
Probably not. There shouldn’t be anything that exceeded her status in Miao Ling’s box.
“Many thanks for the praise, Lady.” Ning Shu had no choice but to reply with this.
Lady Song then said, “Don’t wear it anymore, I don’t like the color.” As she spoke, she caressed her sideburns with her fingers in the orchids pose.
Ning Shu immediately took off the beaded flower. Lady Song glanced at Ning Shu without saying anything.
Ning Shu turned around and left the room. This short interaction was enough for her to roughly understand Lady Song’s personality. She didn’t like for her servants to leave her control. She said that she didn’t like the color of the beaded flower, but in reality, what she didn’t like was when her servants dressed prettily.
It was probably because she was worried that her maids might steal Yinzhen away.
Lady Song brought her personal maid to pay her respects to the primary consort, so Ning Shu went to have breakfast, then returned to her room. She put the beaded flower back in the small box next to her bed and simply inserted a silver hairpin into her hair.
She was being very careful with this task. Lady Song was only a lady, but she was very arrogant towards her servants.
Therefore, as a maid who didn’t have control over her own life, it was very easy to become a sacrificial victim during the fighting of the bigger figures.
Furthermore, Lady Song had been part of the reason that Miao Ling died.
As the silver-haired man had said, the most important thing was to make sure to stay alive.
She just didn’t know if Lady Song was pregnant yet.
The other three maids also gradually returned. However, they didn’t have the same master as Ning Shu. Since they lived in a room of four though, their status also wasn’t very high.
The three maids saw Ning Shu but didn’t talk to her. Since they had different masters, it was best for them not to get too close to each other.
Ning Shu observed the three. They all wore very simple and low-key clothes. As expected, the beaded flower she wore just now had been out of place.
“Miao Ling, you’re still here? The lady has fainted, hurry and fetch water!” A servant girl rushed into the room and said this anxiously to Ning Shu, then rushed out again.
Ning Shu hastily went to the kitchen to prepare hot water. After getting hot water, she headed to Lady Song’s yard.
There were quite a few people already in the room. There were several women in gorgeous clothing sitting in the hall. Ning Shu held the water basin as she curtsied to these women, then carried the water basin into the bedroom.
Lady Song was lying on the bed, her face pale. There was a doctor by the bed checking her pulse. Ning Shu set down the basin and started helping wipe the sweat on Lady Song’s face.