The two maids each had their own thoughts, but dared not show it, while Rong Ling looked at them impatiently.
Rong Ling knew their intentions; they wanted to be his concubine. However, he felt nothing for them, so he had no intention of making them concubines.
Since he had no intention, he should crush their hopes. Rong Ling thought and then spoke.
"You two will serve the Princess Consort at the Purple Bamboo Pavilion from now on."
Si Qin and Si Shu thought they heard wrong, gazing at Rong Ling in shock.
Feng Qing also thought she heard wrong. This lord's thinking was indeed bizarre. These were his concubines, and he was giving them to her. Was he having her use them as maids or was he having her keep them, so they would serve him when he needed them?
"Prince, I have enough maids in my Purple Bamboo Pavilion."
Moreover, she had always looked down on such women who strive ambitiously. Though ambition wasn't wrong, she truly couldn't like women who sought to climb into beds.
