Reborn as a petite ex-uncle

Duan Beixiao's words have no waves, but they freeze people's hearts:

"If you die and no one complains, won't the palace be peaceful? Isn't that what you've been looking forward to for the peace and stability of the palace?"

Mrs. Xiang broke out in a cold sweat, struggled with a pale face:

"My lord!! After all, the slave family is also a person bestowed on you by the sage, the prince can't treat the slave family like this..."

Duan Beixiao word by word:

"The cause of your death, this king will naturally give the Holy One a reasonable explanation."

Mrs. Xiang's face was like gold paper, she was sweating profusely, and screamed in despair:

"My lord, what mistake did the slave family make to make this happen?"

The dying person has too much strength, even the two guards can hardly suppress her.

Seeing that she was still obsessed, Duan Beixiao gestured and said:

"I don't give a big gift when I meet a princess, it's because of disrespect."

"If you lose the tribute bird, you still have to make a lot of noise and complain. I'm afraid the emperor won't know. It's stupid."

"A disrespectful and extremely stupid person, what does the palace keep her for?"

Every word made Mrs. Xiang's face pale by an inch, and her body trembled violently.

Duan Beixiao continued:

"Of course, the most important thing is that you ordered your servants to spread rumors behind your back and slander the mistress, which is even more unforgivable."

Saying that, he waved his hand.

Mrs. Xiang's face was ashen, guessing what.

Sure enough, a woman in charge brought over a familiar figure that Su Mi had just seen, pushed her forcibly, and pushed her to kneel on the ground.

It's Qiaoque.

Qiaoque knelt on the ground like sifting chaff, her face was as white as paper.

The stewardess scolded:

"Say it! Repeat what you told the prince just now!"

Mrs. Xiang was terrified, and seeing Qiaoque crying helplessly, she called:

"Mrs. Xiang asked her servants to spread rumors in the mansion, saying that the princess is a nemesis who killed her original fiancé, Mr. Zhao's family. Now that she is married into the palace, she is afraid that she will be able to overwhelm everyone in the palace, and even the prince will be killed in the end."

Zong Yinyin's dowry maid was annoyed: "It's no wonder that in recent days, some maids have been evasive when they look at the princess, and some of them even asked to be transferred from the main courtyard, even to do rough work. It turns out that you are here Splashing dirty water behind her back has tarnished the princess' reputation!"

Duan Beixiao didn't see any anger, and said calmly:

"Is that all?"

Mrs. Xiang's complexion was even paler, and she tightened her clothes.

How could Qiaoque bear the prince's cold gaze, and cried loudly:

"Just spreading the rumor that the princess is the nemesis, Mrs. Xiang is not satisfied, and the slaves have to find ways to spread the rumors that the princess had contact with her ex-fiancé, Young Master Zhao before marriage, and she has a strong relationship, which is an unclean body! The prince is even more suspicious of the princess!"

Zong Yinyin's expression changed.

The maid next to her couldn't help it anymore, she pointed at Mrs. Xiang and reprimanded:

"You are so vicious!"

Duan Beixiao looked at her, and his voice was so cold that it made people sweat down the back:

"Do you have anything else to say?"

Mrs. Xiang softened her body.

Duan Beixiao waved his hand: "Beat me with a stick."

The woman in charge immediately brought Qiaoque down.

Qiaoque screamed in fright:

"My lord, please spare my life. It's all because of Madam Xiang's coercion and temptation. This servant has no choice but to agree. Now that my servant has confessed, I still beg the lord to spare my life..."

Duan Beixiao showed no mercy.

It wasn't until Qiaoque's voice disappeared that Mrs. Xiang regained her composure, then she struggled fiercely, knelt on the ground and wept bitterly:

"My lord, my family is wrong. My family shouldn't offend the princess and slander the princess... I beg my lord to see that my family is bestowed by the Holy One. I have stayed in Changnan Palace for so long. I am an old man in this palace. I beg you to forgive me. I wish you a humble life... from now on, the servants will never dare to offend the princess again, tie a grass ring for the princess, and act like a cow or a horse..."

Duan Beixiao interrupted coldly:

"There are too many people serving her, and you are sent to be an ox, a horse, and a grass ring?"

"You work hard for her, and this king has to worry about whether you will harm her again."

"If you are honest, this king will forget it. For the sake of the emperor's royal gift, you will live in the side courtyard. But you just make trouble, provoke the mistress, and destroy the reputation of the mistress, so that's the only way to go." gone."

Mrs. Xiang hoarse, was dragged back to the yard.

Su Mi knew that she was bound to die.

Unexpectedly, Duan Beixiao had long been investigating rumors about Zong Yin's marriage in the family.

At this moment, it is so quick and decisive to deal with it.

Duan Beixiao slammed his words on the ground again, and ordered all the servants present:

"The so-called woman Kefu said that it is all because the man's life is short-lived, and he can't suppress the nobility of the future wife's house. What does it have to do with the future wife's house?"

"From today onwards, if anyone dares to talk about the princess in the palace and spread rumors, I will sew their mouths and drag them alive to the mass grave to feed the dogs."

Everyone took orders, and retreated first wisely.

The garden became quiet, only Duan Beixiao and Zong Yinyin were left.

Su Mi's consciousness awakened, and she suddenly felt that she should disappear.

Sure enough, Duan Beixiao walked over, raised his hand, and rubbed her tender and pretty cheek with his thumb.

Zong Yinyin didn't expect him to make such a bold move in broad daylight, as if scalded by sparks, he took half a step back: "My lord, be more solemn."

"You and I are already husband and wife." Seeing her shy, the man slid his hands down, but his eyes still stayed on her.

Zong Yinyin avoided his gaze: "Thank you, Lord, to help me with this concubine."

Duan Beixiao looked at her meaningfully: "I am very pleased to see that the princess is not as delicate as she looks, and can be alone. Even if she goes out from now on, she will not be afraid that the princess will be bullied at home by herself."

Zong Yinyin said softly: "If there are many people in the prince's backyard, I'm afraid I can't stop too many people by myself."

Duan Beixiao suddenly hooked his lips: "Is the princess jealous?"

Zong Yinyin lowered her pink face: "No."

Duan Beixiao walked over a few steps.

The distance between the two drew closer again, and he could hear each other breathing, so he whispered:

"Ms. Xiang came from the music workshop in the palace. She has served several empresses and performed dances for the holy majesty. She is very fond of it. It is also the last triumphant return of this king, and the father gave it to me at the banquet. This king is for my father. Your Majesty, keep her in the courtyard, if the concubine thinks it is unclean, then I will clean up this backyard. From now on, no one else will disturb your peace."

Seeing that he actually made such a promise, Zong Yinyu's expression changed, and he immediately blessed himself: "My lord has just returned, go change your clothes and clean your hands first."

Seeing that she was about to run away, Duan Beixiao stopped, "Aren't you thanking me for helping you? How about giving me a favor."

Zong Yinyin stopped, and raised his eyebrows.

He leaned a few steps closer and lowered his voice, making it even more magnetic:

"Don't call me Wang Ye anymore. It's unfamiliar. From now on, I'll be called 'Qilang', how about it."

Zong Yinyu blushed: "...There are no rules like this."

Duan Beixiao grabbed her jade wrist and pulled her into his arms heavily: "This is Changnan Palace, what this king said is the rules."