After rebirth, the concubine counterattacked and became a royal concubine

After leaving Ninghui Hall, Mrs. Chen stopped Bai Zhaoyi who was about to go back to his room.

"Yi'er, tomorrow is the lotus banquet. Mother has prepared a set of clothes and headwear for each of you. She will send them to your courtyard later. Mother treats you all the same. You must remember to dress up beautifully. Wear something bright and go to the banquet.”

Mrs. Chen's face was full of love, and she held Bai Zhaoyi's hand with a smile, as if she didn't remember that Bai Lishi was beaten yesterday, and told her without any grudge.

Bai Zhaoyi's lips curled up. Her mother seemed to have a new way to deal with her.

"Thank you, mother." Bai Zhaoyi happily blessed his body and said:

"Does my mother really treat me and my two sisters the same? Then why do my two sisters use the rouge from Zhenbao Pavilion, but my daughter does not?"

Bai Zhaoyi looked at Chen with confusion and grievance and asked.

The corner of Chen's mouth twitched, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes, and she smiled stiffly and said, "Maybe my mother forgot because she was busy. She will ask someone to send you your share later, and she left beforehand."

Mrs. Chen turned around with a ferocious look on her face. A box of rouge from Zhenbao Pavilion cost a hundred taels of silver. How could she, Bai Zhaoyi, match it!She shouldn't say that they are all the same, how can a bitch born from a bitch be compared to her two precious daughters.

The maid next to Mrs. Chen looked at Mrs. Chen's gloomy face and said to comfort her: "Madam, please don't be angry. This third lady can only jump around a few times today, but tomorrow she will become the laughing stock of the whole city." .”

Mrs. Chen felt a little better after hearing this. Damn that bitch, let's see if you can still be so arrogant tomorrow!

Bai Zhaoyi looked at Chen's leaving back and pondered slightly, what did Chen want to do at the lotus banquet?

Then he returned to Jiangyun Courtyard with Sandalwood and Jingzhe.

"Miss, you haven't had breakfast today. My servant has prepared porridge and side dishes for you. Please use some quickly."

Zhuli put the breakfast on the table. Bai Zhaoyi didn't feel hungry at first, but after seeing the breakfast, he suddenly felt a little hungry, so he sat down and ate slowly.

After using them, Bai Zhaoyi planned to take Sandalwood and Zhuli out of the house, so he made an excuse to fool Mrs. Chen and walked out of the house.

"Miss, where are we going?" Zhuli asked slightly excitedly, looking left and right.

Bai Zhaoyi was also in a good mood today, always smiling and saying: "Go to the black market."

In her previous life, she remembered that Xiao Yan bought a dead slave who was good at poisoning from the black market to serve as a secret guard and helped him solve many difficult and shady things. If she bought the dead slave first in this life, it would be equivalent to breaking Xiao Yan's life. One arm.

She likes to do anything that can bring disaster to Xiao Yan, Bai Yanci and the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Little... miss, are you going to the black market? How can you get there? I heard that many of the black markets are slave trades. Disobedient slaves will be trained with special methods, and they will keep wailing all day long, which is very scary."

Sandalwood looked at Bai Zhaoyi with some disapproval. The young lady had just been injured and wanted to go to such a place.

Bai Zhaoyi raised his eyebrows indifferently and said, "There is what I want there, let's go."

The black market has black market rules. Both traders must wear cloaks and masks, and take voice-changing drugs before entering to prevent their identities from being exposed.

Black market transactions do not depend on your identity, but only on whether you can afford the money.

The currencies in circulation also need to be exchanged at banks, and gold and silver cannot be traded directly.

After making all preparations, Bai Zhaoyi walked into the black market with the similarly disguised maid.

No one knows the identity of the other party in the black market. Some sell medicinal herbs, and some sell valuables with unknown origins, but the most common one is the slave trade. Among them, the price of a dead slave who obeys orders absolutely loyally is also staggeringly high. .

Fortunately, there was a reward from His Majesty not long ago, otherwise Bai Zhaoyi would not be able to buy a dead slave in his next life with just the little money he received from the government every month.

Bai Zhaoyi searched slowly through the mask. There were many sellers of dead slaves, but the number was not large. After all, capable dead slaves were rare.

Finally, in front of a stall, she saw the dead slave that Xiao Yan had bought as his sharpest knife in his previous life, being locked in a cage.

"Boss, I want that dead slave."

After the change of voice, Bai Zhaoyi's voice sounded nothing like before.

The stall owner, who was also wearing a mask, looked in the direction she pointed and said, "That dead slave is not cheap. Are you sure you want it?"

Bai Zhaoyi nodded affirmatively and said, "I want him."

The man in the cage had a scar on his face that ran from his brow bone to his chin. His hair was messy and his eyes were fierce.

Bai Zhaoyi paid the money and walked straight out with the dead slave he bought. When he was approaching the exit of the black market, Bai Zhaoyi turned to look at the unkempt dead slave behind him, frowned slightly and said:

"I'll give you one day to freshen up and come to the Prime Minister's Mansion Jiangyun Courtyard to meet me tonight."

The dead slave's eyes flashed and he was about to speak when Bai Zhaoyi interrupted him.

"I know what you are going to say. There is no place in the world for people who can enter the black market and become a death slave. If you run away, the people behind the black market will not let you go, so I am relieved, go ahead. "

"It's Master." The dead slave's voice was hoarse.

Bai Zhaoyi bought some random things with Sandalwood and Bamboo Li and then returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion. As soon as he entered the house, he saw a set of dresses and headwear on the table, as well as a box of rouge from Zhenbao Pavilion.

Bai Zhaoyi looked at this gorgeous dress and frowned. Mrs. Chen would not have such good intentions, so there must be something wrong with the dress.

"Jingzhe, check if there is anything wrong with Chen's dress and headdress."

"Yes."

Jingzhe picked up the dress and headwear on the table and inspected them carefully. Then he put down his clothes and said with a not so good look on his face:

"Miss, the fabric of the dress is fine. It's just that the buttons on the chest of the dress are loose, and the thread used is the kind of cotton thread that is not suitable for sewing clothes that has been exposed to the sun and has been exposed to the sun. If the lady moves more, this skirt may be damaged. It just collapsed."

"Miss, they are using such vicious methods. Miss cannot wear this dress." Zhu Li's eyes turned red with anger. They clearly did not give the miss a way to survive. If the miss was naked in front of everyone, how could the master and the old lady do it when they returned to the house? Stay Miss.

Bai Zhaoyi's expression did not change. She knew early on that there must be something wrong with this dress. Mrs. Chen would not be so kind, but the method was too low-level. What if she didn't wear it?

Bai Zhaoyi curled her lips and a smile flashed in her eyes. How could she live up to the expectations of Mrs. Chen and her two daughters if she didn't wear them?

"Sanxiang, if I take this dress apart and re-sews it, is it still too late?"

Sandalwood looked at the light blue pleated Ruyi moon skirt on the table, understood what her lady meant, nodded and replied: "I will sew with Jingzhe together, we can make it before dinner."

Bai Zhaoyi nodded, and Sandalwood and Jingzhe retreated together.

Mrs. Chen, Mrs. Chen, since you want to ruin my reputation like this, how about using this method on your daughter?

The lotus banquet is nothing more than appreciating lotus flowers, drinking tea, and the ladies from each family performing their talents.

Bai Zhaoyi tapped his fingers on the table, an idea flashed in his mind, and then he smiled clearly.

Bai Yanci, it's your turn this time.

Zhuli shuddered as she looked at her young lady's appearance. She had an intuition that someone was going to be in trouble.