The Exiled Villainess and Her Shopping Dimension

Chapter 228

"Well? Did you get what you wanted?" Yueqian looked up at the young maid who had come in and was now standing frozen. Her lips curved into a slight smile while the other maids eyed Ji Fei with suspicion.

Ji Fei didn’t understand the sudden question. She didn’t know if the mistress was asking about the calligraphy tools or if she was asking whether her plan had succeeded. She felt like a fool, running around in the eyes of the manor’s owner. She felt humiliated, utterly humiliated!!

"M-Miss, what are you referring to? I don’t understand," Ji Fei lowered her head.

She tried to suppress her dissatisfaction. Who made her just a servant?! Even after being tricked into running back and forth, she couldn’t show her displeasure. She had once been a master herself, and remembering how she had played with her servants like this, made her feel bitter.

Ji Fei glanced at the brush in her mistress’s hand again. The delicate fingers seemed as if they had never done household chores or been mistreated. It was clear she was the young miss of a prestigious family, and likely the eldest young miss of the manor.

As the daughter of a concubine, Ji Fei had always harbored resentment towards the eldest young miss of the family. Now, receiving injustice from a mistress with the same temperament as those she despised, a desire to triumph arose within her immediately.

Fine! This time, she could play along, but when her plan succeeded, she really wanted to see if the eldest young miss, who was the mistress of this manor could remain as composed as she was now!

"Hmm? Didn’t you volunteer to bring me the calligraphy tools?" Yueqian raised her eyebrows slightly.

She pretended not to understand Ji Fei’s true intentions. She then lowered her head and continued her elegant calligraphy. The maids around them focused on Ji Fei, looking at her empty-handed return with confusion.

They were too naive to understand what was going on between the mistress and Ji Fei. The mistress already had a brush, ink stick, ink stone, and paper. Why then was the mistress still using Ji Fei to bring more supplies, while Ji Fei returned empty-handed?

"Uh, but Miss already has calligraphy tools and has written several pages," Ji Fei responded defiantly. Why were the other servants looking at her like that? The one at fault was the mistress, who had her fetch tools she already had. So, everyone should be seeing First Furen as overly authoritative, right?

"Hmm? Since when a servant like you can question your master’s orders?" After hearing Ji Fei’s words, Yueqian put down her brush, a slight mocking smile on her lips, and waved her hand lightly.

"Rui Beng, then I’ll trouble you. Please go get the calligraphy tools." She didn’t wait for Ji Fei to say anything, simply instructing her close maid to do the task instead. Rui Beng didn’t understand either, but Yueqian’s orders were commands that servant like her had to obey.

Ji Fei paused slightly, narrowing her eyes in displeasure. What did the other party mean by this? Was she still dare to send someone else to fetch the tools she already had? But fine, this way Rui Beng would understand her feelings. How was this different from bullying?!

All the servants and the mistress decided to remain silent while waiting for Rui Beng. In just a short moment, compared to Ji Fei, who took a much longer time, Rui Beng managed to return in about a third of the time.

The young girl breathlessly hurried in, not wanting to keep the mistress waiting. After delivering the box of calligraphy tools, she immediately went back to her post to grind the ink. It was clear that the mistress no longer wanted Ji Fei to handle the tasks she was skilled at. No one knew the reason, but if the mistress didn’t want it, then Ji Fei was left idle.

Ji Fei pretended not to notice this, standing quietly near Wan Gui. The nanny didn’t want to get close or befriend a prostitute servant who, besides not being grateful to the mistress for redeeming her from the slave market, was also scheming to climb into the master’s bed.

Such people had two possible outcomes. If lucky, they might become concubines, gaining some status but living a life of humiliation, easily bullied.

Or two... if the plan failed, the only thing they would meet was disaster. They might be sold to a brothel. After all, they liked to use their beauty to their advantage, didn’t they? Many misses dealt with such scheming maids by sending them to serve men.

Wan Gui shifted slightly, moving away from Ji Fei without her noticing. Meanwhile, Yueqian, after receiving the box of tools, opened it. With delicate hands, she slowly took out a book, causing Ji Fei to freeze in shock immediately.

"Thank you, Rui Beng. I still need to continue copying from the book “The Emperor’s Blessing.” Without you, I would have had to get it myself, right, Ji Fei?" Yueqian thanked Rui Beng sincerely.

The girl was eager to work. As soon as she received the order, she ran to fetch the item. Even the sweat on her little face could serve as evidence. Considering the time it took her, even if Yueqian had gone to get it herself, it wouldn’t have been as quick as Rui Beng. Clearly, this girl was worth keeping and taking care of.

However, Yueqian’s gaze fixed on Ji Fei as she spoke the last sentence. Ji Fei, now frozen, felt an indescribable fear.

Previously, when she was with her former family, she had always fought and struggled to survive, never allowing others to bully her easily. She had some experience in handling herself and never feared the mistress or any young masters and young misses. But this time was different.

The book "The Emperor’s Blessing" never existed in the mistress’s study. Ji Fei herself had organized the study and knew the list of books, which was why she used the name of a non-existent book in the study to get closer to the master of the manor.

This book title was one that the eldest young miss of her former household had studied. That person had once thrown the book at her face, and she remembered the title well.

The next day, she used the same book to hit back at the eldest young miss, causing a big uproar. In the end, she escaped whipping and both of them were only confined because the book belonged to the eldest young miss. Ji Fei insisted she had done nothing wrong, so no one could blame her.

This was a major victory for Ji Fei and the reason she used the title of this victorious book to attract attention. But she never expected this outcome! A book that wasn’t easily found, and she had just mentioned a few minutes ago, was now in the hands of the manor’s mistress!

This act by the mistress was a true display of power, making Ji Fei incredibly fearful. Didn’t this mean the other party knew her every move? Was she a ghost or demon? Or did she have some special ability?!

"I hope this is the last time you do something like this. If it happens again, it might not end with just selling you out of the manor," Yueqian said as she continued to copy characters, deliberately opening the book with the strange name to read.

This time, the servants finally understood their mistress’s intentions. However, they couldn’t comprehend Ji Fei’s actions at all. Only Wan Gui seemed to somewhat understand Ji Fei’s motives.

It wasn’t hard to see from her eagerness once the master had turned his back and left. It was expected that she might have gone to meet the master. Nevertheless, her expression upon returning wasn’t good, indicating that her plan probably didn’t go well.

Wan Gui felt slightly relieved. It was clear that the master was very devoted to the mistress, and they supported each other well. Thus, allowing the manor of Governor Mu to remain as it was seemed better for the servants like them.

When the manor was peaceful, the servants were also at peace. Look at how things were today; they didn’t have much to do. They could walk without having to keep an eye on anyone’s expression. As long as they served their masters well, they would have a good life. Having gone through so much, Wan Gui wanted to rely on the Mu’s manor as her final refuge.

The silence returned to Yueqian’s quarters. Many had their thoughts, but Yueqian seemed to be the only one contentedly reading her book.

Nearly half a day passed. Her body, having not moved much, shifted slightly. Her belly was just beginning to show, indicating she was pregnant, but not enough to be obvious.

According to modern books, mothers-to-be had their own ways to exercise. She used the mornings after waking up to take care of herself. As for exercising during the hot midday, she wasn’t sure if it would be beneficial or harmful.

Every day, Yueqian spent the mornings writing literature to sell to the Du Region, which still brought in quite a bit of money.

As for the various wines, she entrusted five families in the village to handle the exchanges. She didn’t worry about those matters. If anything was lacking, they would send someone to contact her. After all, the Art Institute was aware of her every move.

"Prepare the afternoon snacks," Yueqian looked at Yang Ji.

The other woman nodded and left to prepare the snacks that would nourish the mistress’s body. Rui Beng quickly poured the ink she had ground into a bottle, tidying up all the items neatly.

Yueqian placed the written pages into the chest behind her. These were the precious manuscripts of her novels, and she took great care of them. Of course, it was all a show. When she opened the box, she would send the real manuscripts into the dimension of the department store. The chest contained only old discarded drafts, making it look like she had just copied them.

Unless someone was truly malicious, they would never open her chest to check. If anyone dared to do so, they would have to accept the consequences.

Although she believed that no one could escape the eyes of "Shadow," it was still wise to take precautions. For herself, she trusted no one, not even the "Shadow" who followed her daily. Only she could trust herself completely.

The women of the manor began to pack up, and Ji Fei performed her duties. Besides being literate, she could also play music, as any young miss dreaming of a grand future would.

She had skills in various artistic disciplines. Some were good, others not so excellent, depending on her talent. In music, Ji Fei was skilled at playing the flute, and Yueqian enjoyed listening to flute music.

In her former household, Ji Fei could not learn the zither or other instruments because the eldest young miss loved them. That girl never wanted anyone to be better than herself. If Ji Fei wanted to study music, she could only learn the instruments the eldest young miss didn’t like.

The flute was one of those instruments that the other party didn’t like. Nevertheless, it was a skill she took pride in. Once, her flute playing had drawn the fiancé of the eldest young miss to seek the source of the music. The mournful and hopeful melodies often moved listeners deeply. Of course, these weren’t the lullabies she played for Yueqian daily; Ji Fei planned to use these songs on the master when she had the chance!

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!