When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

It was a cold and misty day in early spring, although it didn't rain.

The walls of the Prime Minister's Mansion are high, with red doors and stone lions.

Shrouded in mist, it seemed even more inhospitable to strangers.

Early in the morning, Zhao Ruhui had arranged everything properly. The door was guarded by servants and guards, and the first-class maids greeted him.

There were dozens of carriages parked on the outer wall, either covered in brocade, silk, or inlaid with gold and jade, all of which were extremely prosperous.

Those who can be invited to the Prime Minister's Mansion are all from wealthy families in the capital.

Yun Jinghuang was dressed in red and riding a horse, looking out of place in this scene.

She didn't care, dismounted her horse neatly, and walked straight into the house.

In the memory of his previous life, Yun Jingge always looked calm, always holding his position aloof.

Today she wanted to see what despicable things this mother and daughter would do.

But as soon as he entered the door, he saw Yun Zhenrong standing in front of the hall not far away.

"Yun Jinghuang, come with me."

He ordered coldly, turned around and walked towards the study.

Yun Jinghuang was not an obedient person, but since she was here today, she naturally had to understand it more thoroughly.

She narrowed her eyes and followed Yun Zhenrong to the study.

This is just a quiet side room in the study.

The magnificent study over there contains a pile of books that are not available in the outside world, and a concubine like Yun Jinghuang is never allowed to set foot in it.

In the front of the house, there is a solid wood tea table.

Yun Zhenrong sat down in front of the tea table and made tea by himself.

Looking up, he saw the sternness that had been in a high position for a long time:

"There are many people today. Please clarify it in public as soon as possible. It was you who set up Jing Ge. You are not allowed to have any disputes with her anymore!"

Yun Jinghuang's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled: "Why?"

"Why? Just because Jingge is the face of our Prime Minister's Mansion, she must be clean!

You've ruined her reputation these days, isn't it enough? "

Yun Zhenrong looked at the woman in red in front of him and felt that she was particularly dazzling and had no attitude that a woman should have.

Yun Jinghuang laughed angrily: "The thing that ruined her reputation was not plagiarism by herself?

If you find a problem and don't punish the person with the problem, you will come to me as the person who exposed the problem? Is this the logic behind my father’s decades of service as an official? "

"presumptuous!"

Yun Zhenrong slapped the tea table hard, stared at her and said:

"We respect you as your direct descendant! Avoid suspicion!"

You are a little concubine, why do you always have to be at odds with your sister-in-law? "

Why?

Yun Jinghuang sneered.

Just because Yun Jingge and Zhao Ruhui planned everything, not only took away everything that belonged to her, but also killed her and her mother's family!

To this day, her younger sister and younger brother are still living outside the home, and her mother is still paralyzed in bed.

What qualifications does Yun Jingge have to occupy other people's things and be so glamorous?

Yun Jinghuang wanted to tell all this, but she knew that no one would believe her.

In this era, there is no DNA testing, and no one would believe in DNA testing.

The two families have raised Yun Jingge for 18 years, and they love and trust him from the bottom of their hearts.

Even if she tells the truth, in the eyes of everyone, she is just an idiot who is making trouble without reason and does not know whether to live or die.

If she were not careful and angered the protective Fuguo Duke, the furious eighth brother would most likely kill her with a knife.

Yun Jinghuang could only suppress the emotions in her heart, and looked directly at Yun Zhenrong with a sneer:

"My father keeps saying that concubines are despicable, so do concubines deserve to be bullied?

Since you dislike concubines so much, why did you marry them? Give birth to a concubine?

Why don't you just live as a couple for the rest of your life, guarding your aunt for the rest of your life? "

"Bastard!"

Yun Zhenrong grabbed a teapot and threw it at Yun Jinghuang.

Yun Jinghuang leaned slightly to the side and avoided the cup calmly.

Yun Zhenrong didn't notice her reaction speed, and didn't care about this concubine at all. He only became so angry that his eyes turned red:

"Who allowed you to talk to your elders like this! How can you, a junior like you, comment on adults' matters?"

"So my father can't say anything, so he can only use his status as an elder to oppress him?"

Yun Jinghuang sneered faintly. After three short contacts with him, he understood Yun Zhenrong's willfulness and selfishness.

“Father, instead of losing your temper every time and using concubines to suppress others, why not eat more cassia seeds and keep your eyes open?

Look at what kind of person the legitimate daughter you are protecting is! "

After Yang spoke, she took out a bag of cassia seeds from her sleeve, threw it into Yun Zhenrong's tea bowl, and left.

"You! Bastard! A concubine! What a bastard!"

Yun Zhenrong's angry curses kept coming from behind.

The surrounding servants all stared at Yun Jinghuang with disdain.

The Prime Minister's Mansion is a family with strict etiquette, and the rules are strict. It is true that this concubine is the only one who has violated the rules and does not know what is appropriate!

As expected, she was a bitch conceived in a brothel!

Yun Jinghuang ignored him.

Today, the Prime Minister's Mansion is not her real home, because all the people who really care about her are either absent or unaware of it.

She was really looking forward to what it would be like when these people knew Yun Jingge's true identity!

spring garden.

Walking inside, branches are spreading everywhere and winter jasmine flowers are blooming, as if you are walking in a secret land of flowers.

Walking to the deepest point, on a city wall that is ten meters long, there are even more weeping branches of winter jasmine blooming.

The beautiful yellow flowers match the green leaves, like thousands of green silk ribbons, full of beauty.

The weather is still quite cold now, and there is some ice mist on the flowers, which makes the winter jasmine bloom in full bloom despite the cold.

A group of beautiful women shuttled among them, admiring the several acres of winter jasmine flowers, all of them envious.

"This is just a small courtyard in the Spring Garden. When spring comes, it will be even more spectacular when all the flowers bloom inside."

"Miss Yun is really lucky to be so pampered by the people of Fuguo Palace..."

While he was talking, there was a sound of "ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding."

Everyone turned their eyes and saw a pure white figure walking towards the end of the flowery path.

The pure white brocade skirt is layered on top of each other, as thin as cicada wings, and the skirts flutter as she walks.

Wearing a jade hairpin on her head, it makes the sound of jade.

The cold white skin is not like the skin of a human woman, and the ice-cold muscles and jade bones...

Even the women present were all fascinated.

"The sky... is so beautiful... it seems like a fairy daughter descended to earth..."

"She is indeed the most talented woman in Beijing and the most beautiful woman in Eastern Qin!"

"How could such a clean and refined woman, who looks like a bright moon at first sight, do such plagiarism? It must be a misunderstanding!"

Everyone just looked at Yun Jingge's peerless appearance and made such a decision in their hearts.

After all, just one look at a flower as clear as Yun Jingge is enough to make people feel that she is the cleanest being in the world, untainted by dust.

The seventh young lady of the Lu family stepped forward quickly and took Yun Jingge’s arm:

"Jing Ge, I finally saw you.

I knew you wouldn't plagiarize. Look at her, does she look like someone who can plagiarize? "

"Yes, Jingge must have been framed by a vicious idiot! What can't that idiot do?"

“I used to wonder how a idiot could write such an amazing poem!

Now that I think about it, maybe her poem was plagiarized from Miss Yun! "

The women who had always been on good terms with Yun Jingge gathered around and spoke for Yun Jingge.

Surrounded by a group of noble ladies, Yun Jingge looked even more graceful.

She raised her eyes slightly and looked at them: "Don't talk nonsense, there is indeed some misunderstanding about that matter, but my second sister is definitely not someone with ulterior motives."

"Jingge, you are just too kind!"

Miss Lu Jiaqi held her arm and said:

"I'm afraid you were killed by that idiot Yun Jinghuang, and you still have to help her count her money!"

"Hey, if it weren't for the protection of your nine brothers, a person as careless as you would have died countless times."

The sisters are all worried about her.

Yun Jingge smiled lightly, as if he was always neither happy with things nor sad with himself.

"I have prepared some handkerchiefs recently. For my sake, sisters, please don't make any unreasonable comments about my second sister in the future."

As she finished speaking, Hongshuang led a group of maids up and started handing out brocade boxes one by one.

When everyone opened it and took a look, they were instantly shocked.

That handkerchief is made of expensive Xiangyun yarn!

The craftsmanship of Xiangyun yarn is very complicated. It uses the finest silk cloth as the original cloth, which is steamed, boiled and dried for eighteen times.

The finished product is thin and not easy to wrinkle, soft and full of body, and durable.

Because it is dyed with pure plant Dioscorea oleifera, it can also repel insects, maintain health, and maintain health.

Although all the people who came to the scene were noble ladies, hundreds of Xiangyun gauze handkerchiefs were given out at once, which was an astonishing gesture.

And the most exquisite and vivid Suzhou embroidery is used on it!

It takes at least half a month to embroider a handkerchief!

Each handkerchief contains flowers, birds, insects, fish, or poems and songs, all of which demonstrate Yun Jingge's extremely high character and aesthetics.

Everyone held it in their hands and marveled in their hearts.

"How can someone with such moral character be a plagiarist?"

"She is really a lady! She is really talented!"

Even some people who don't like Yun Jingge can't help but admire him at this moment.

Miss Lu Qi couldn't help but said:

"Just give us gifts, what are you doing with that idiot?

She can plagiarize your poems, but you still don’t allow us to discuss her? "

Yun Jingge frowned: "She is my sister after all, and my sister is definitely not that kind of person..."

"Hey, where did you brew a cup of decades-old green tea? Can you smell the tea from so far away?"

A female voice suddenly came.

Everyone turned to look——