The daughter of the mansion is slapped in the face every day

Chapter 111 Script

After half a month of careful revision, Zhao Ya finally turned Jiang Wanwan's story into a play.

People like Zhenzhen, who have read more than a thousand storybooks, took a look at this book and exclaimed that it was wonderful and couldn't stop reading.

"I have a feeling that this play will be known to everyone, and Jiang Wanwan will probably become 'famous all over the world' in the future." Zhen Zhen's tone was full of sarcasm.

Jiang Yunxi only changed a few details in the script that were irrelevant to the overall situation.

These details were so insignificant that even the author Zhao Ya didn't pay attention to them.

But Jiang Yunxi knew that the characters in the play must know her intention for making such changes.

Mixing in some real stories makes the play more interesting.

Jiang Yunxi curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

Jiang Yunxi naturally would not get involved in the task of making these plays popular among the people.

Queen Meng Jingshu was worried that she had no time to vent her anger, so when she saw Zhao Ya wrote a play, she ordered people in the streets and alleys to start singing the play.

For a moment, everyone was talking about the heroine in the play.

Queen Meng Jingshu naturally asked someone to guide her, saying that this person looked very much like the former daughter of Duke Zhenguo and now Concubine Jiang.

Shaoyao, who got the play, sat in the courtyard of the East Six Palaces with a group of sisters to discuss the plot of the play.

They specifically chose this location so that Jiang Wanwan could see their close relationship through the window.

Jiang Wanwan curled her lips and said, "It's not like there aren't other places to go. Why do they come to me and make a fuss every day?"

There was sourness in her tone. Jiang Wanwan felt that since she was a concubine, these people should all gather around her.

The fact is, apart from Lan'er, Jiang Wanwan doesn't even have anyone to talk to in the palace.

Lan Er echoed, "Those concubines really don't know what's good for them. Not to mention that your status is more noble than theirs. Just for the sake of the child in your belly, they should also come to admire you."

Lan'er's words touched Jiang Wanwan's heart, and Jiang Wanwan curled the corners of her mouth in satisfaction.

"But..." Lan'er changed the subject, "Those people do have bad intentions towards you. If they get close to you and secretly harm your child, who will you go to for justice? It's better to give birth to the prince first, and then we can deal with them."

Jiang Wanwan nodded.

Shaoyao and Acorus whispered a few words to each other, then looked in the direction of Jiang Wanwan with mocking eyes.

Jiang Wanwan felt something was wrong. "Why are they all looking at me today? It's as if they are saying something bad about me."

Hearing Jiang Wanwan's words, Lan'er couldn't help but complain in her heart, "When have they not said bad things about you? Aren't they gathering together every day just to annoy you?"

Jiang Wanwan rolled her eyes and said, "Go, go and ask around and hear what they said."

Inwardly, Lan Er rolled her eyes at Jiang Wan Wan, thinking, "If I tell them what they said about you, and you don't get angry with them, and all your anger falls on me, am I sick? Am I asking for scolding and beatings?"

"Your Majesty, they are gathered together now. If I go to ask what they said, it will be too conspicuous, right? I will wait until they separate and then ask them separately, okay?" Lan'er mainly wanted to use the tactic of "delay" to make Jiang Wanwan forget about the matter.

Jiang Wanwan nodded, "Okay."

She glanced at the flowers clustered together outside the yard and felt that they were dazzling. She immediately became angry and said, "Close the window. I don't want to see them!"

Shaoyao and others who were sitting outside felt quite bored when they saw the windows were closed. They looked at each other, said a few words casually, and then returned to their rooms.

Jiang Wanwan sat in front of the mirror in a daze for a long time. When she came to her senses, she picked up a turquoise blue jade butterfly hairpin and looked at it carefully, as if she had discovered something.

Lan'er's heart was in her throat.

She knew that the hairpin in Jiang Wanwan's hand was a foreign product.

Lan Er suddenly said, "Your Highness, Your Highness is not coming today. Let me help you remove your makeup."

Jiang Wanwan looked resentful. She put down her hairpin and counted on her fingers how many days Zhao Zheyong had not come to see her.

"Those vixens have been taking away your soul every day. Your Highness doesn't come to see me anymore." Jiang Wanwan slammed the table angrily.

The azure blue jade butterfly hairpin on the dressing table happened to roll off the edge of the table, fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Lan'er was overjoyed and hurriedly squatted down to clean up, wanting to put away the fake jade hairpin so that Jiang Wanwan wouldn't see it.

"You go, go and find out. What seductive tricks did they use to keep His Highness?" Seeing Lan'er busy picking up the broken hairpins, Jiang Wanwan kicked Lan'er on the head and said angrily, "You go!"

Lan'er rubbed her face and found her palms were covered with dust. She looked at Jiang Wanwan angrily and wanted to slap Jiang Wanwan in the face a few times.

Jiang Wanwan didn't even look at her. She just kept looking at her face in the mirror, afraid that the tattoo on her face was not covered by rouge and powder.

Lan Er imagined beating Jiang Wanwan until she was black and blue. Then she stood up and told herself as if to comfort herself, "I have already taken revenge."

She didn't want to stay in front of Jiang Wanwan anymore, so she simply found a corner to kill time, pretending to help Jiang Wanwan find out things.

She pulled at the grass on the ground and couldn't help complaining, "When can I leave the palace? This... there are still many years to wait until I'm 25... Based on that person's personality, I'm afraid she won't live for too long... Will she implicate me?"

Lan'er had a headache.

Then, she heard a little palace maid whispering, "I didn't expect this concubine to be so unrestrained. She has slept with so many men. Maybe our prince is really a sucker!"

Another young palace maid also laughed, "Yes, yes. The ladies in this palace haven't gotten pregnant for so many years, how come she, an outsider with a lover outside, got pregnant? Hahahaha. And His Royal Highness the Third Prince is still in the dark."

When Lan'er heard this, she covered her mouth in surprise, fearing that she would make a sound and be discovered by them.

Lan'er thought, "Jiang Wanwan has slept with many people? How could she not know? The child is not the Third Prince's?" Lan'er subconsciously covered her neck, "Oh my God! If such a filthy palace thing happens, will I still be alive? Why did that damn Jiang Wanwan have to drag me into this?"

"Who in the palace doesn't know about this?" The little maid waved her hand. "Aren't the ladies also discussing this? Maybe the Third Prince also knows about it. Even if he doesn't know, wouldn't he know after reading the script?"

Lan'er saw the little palace maid holding a book in her hand through the bushes, and then she realized that they were telling a story from a play.