Chapter 4: Results that cannot be changed

The scalding hot tea spilled all over the new lady, and Jiman's hand was also burned. Someone nearby screamed, and the whole hall suddenly descended into chaos.

Mo Yuhou furrowed his brow, got up, and lifted her up, patting the tea off her body, and urgently asked in a low voice, "Are you burned?"

Jiman seemed startled, but she quickly regained her composure and looked at the chaotic scene, smiling playfully, "It's okay, it's just an accident, no need to be so nervous. It's just a cup of tea, my robe is thick."

Jiman stood on the side, holding her hand and thinking to herself, "This is really unfair. She didn't do anything wrong, so why does her knee hurt?"

Glancing at the several women nearby, everyone's faces were tense and trying to appear calm. It was impossible to tell who had caused the chaos and how. Jiman felt that she had underestimated the wisdom of people in ancient times.

With important guests present, Mo Yuhou couldn't lose his temper. He just looked at Jiman coldly and had the bridesmaid help the new lady into the bridal chamber.

Jiman stood there with a stiff scalp, knowing that Mo Yuhou would definitely settle the score later. She had already tried to change Nie Sangyu's behavior, but the outcome was still the same. Nie Sangyu would continue to be confined.

Sighing, she decided to accept the situation. As long as she didn't lose her life, she should try to relax a bit. After all, whether she kept a low profile or not, it was all the same.

After the ceremony, the maids and servants were all assisted back to their rooms. Jiman, under the gaze of everyone, smiled and led Clover to the Repentance Pavilion.

"Mistress..." Clover had heard a lot of commotion outside and called out to her with some concern, but she didn't dare say much.

Jiman turned her head and smiled at her, "Don't worry, nothing major will happen. My family has some weight, being a concubine is already the bottom line. At most, he will confine me, but he won't do anything else."

Nie Sangyu's family background was impressive. Her father was a third-rank general, her aunt was a noble consort, and she had an uncle who was a high-ranking official and a brother who was a court official. It was because of these connections that Mo Yuhou had been tolerating Nie Sangyu's behavior. It was only recently, due to Mo Yuhou's desire to marry Wenwan, that Nie Sangyu had caused trouble in the palace and incurred the Emperor's wrath, leading to the fall from favor of the noble consort for a month and Nie Sangyu's demotion to a concubine.

Jiman felt that Mo Yuhou was a typical ungrateful man. When Nie Sangyu married him, it was a proper marriage. He had made her lose her dignity and even took away her position as the legal wife. Mo Yuhou probably felt secretly pleased about it.

Look at who she fell in love with. Men shouldn't just judge by appearances! Jiman lectured Nie Sangyu in her heart, wondering if she could hear her.

"Clover, what's for dinner?" After staying in the room for a while and seeing that it was getting dark, Jiman rubbed her stomach and asked.

Clover crouched at the door and, in a trembling voice, said, "The master just went to the kitchen and said... that there is a celebration in the mansion today, so they can add more dishes, but there is no dinner at the Repentance Pavilion... Mistress will continue to repent for a month and eat the same food as us."

Her voice grew smaller and smaller, and Clover was almost in tears, trembling uncontrollably. Jiman couldn't help but wonder if Nie Sangyu often abused the maidservants. How else could she have scared them like this?

"They give out wedding candies, but he won't even give dinner. He's really stingy," Jiman muttered to herself and then patted Clover's shoulder, "Stop shaking, I won't hit you. If there's no dinner, then there's no dinner. We'll just make do. Tomorrow, help me get breakfast early. I'm not picky."

Clover looked up at her in fear, nodded, and quickly ran out.

Mo Yuhou didn't ask what had happened and continued to confine her. He must have been thoroughly disgusted with Nie Sangyu. Jiman didn't bother to argue. She couldn't change everyone's opinion in a day, so she could only take it slow.

"How did she react?" Mo Yuhou stood outside the new room and asked the maid, Liumama.

Liumama said strangely, "Sang main didn't cry or make a scene, she just said that the master is stingy and doesn't give food, and then she rested."

Ning Yuxuan raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and shook his head, "Keep an eye on her."

"Yes."

Nie Sangyu's odd behavior didn't pique his interest anymore. Today was his big day with Wenwan. After today, he would not allow anyone in the mansion to bully Wenwan.

Late at night, Jiman couldn't sleep because of hunger. After tossing and turning for a long time, she finally got up and woke up Clover, who was sleeping in the outer room, and asked in a low voice, "Where is the kitchen?"

Clover, probably extremely tired, sleepily pointed in a direction and then fell back asleep.

Jiman quietly opened the door and looked outside. Seeing no one around, she knew that the confinement relied on self-discipline, and no one would be watching her... right?

She tiptoed out and walked in the direction Clover had indicated for a while. All she could see in front of her was the garden, and she couldn't tell where the kitchen was. After searching for half an hour, she finally saw a sign that read "Gourmet Pavilion." Jiman's eyes lit up, but she saw that the door was locked, so she decided to climb over the wall.