"These are the clothes sent by the Princess Consort,"
the haughty maidservant stood in front of Lv Zhu and casually threw the clothes on the ground.
Lv Zhu had a delicate appearance; at this moment, she puffed her cheeks, which were slightly red around her eyes, exuding a pitiable yet somewhat charming air.
"You..." Lv Zhu glared with anger and retorted, "Qing He, what is this attitude!"
"Heh, what attitude?" Qing He stepped and ground the clothes underfoot, tilting her chin up in arrogance, "This is the attitude."
The Prince's Mansion's servants were arrogant to the meek and subservient to the powerful.
Although they had always been somewhat opportunist, taking the side of the Princess Consort.
Yet, at least when Prince Cheng was alive, it was just small antics.
But such behavior had only begun after Prince Cheng's death.
Now in the mansion, Princess Consort Cheng was in charge, and these servants were so bold—surely someone had instructed them.