After the divorce, the four big guys became my servants

As the words fell, the crowd began to talk.

I don't know who this young man is from, but seeing that he is following the princess, he should be from the Prince of Jing's Mansion.

Therefore, everyone thought: Could it be that the people around the princess are also crazy?

"That's ridiculous. I've never heard of a parent who wouldn't let their daughter come back home."

"If you want to make an excuse, think of a smart one. I feel embarrassed for the princess and the others..."

"What is he shouting about? Isn't he ashamed? I don't believe anyone will come out."

However, what surprised everyone was that there was actually a figure that squeezed through the crowd and rushed out.

"Where have you taken my son?"

"I warn you, we are all honest common people. My son is not a slave. How could he sell himself to you?"

Yuan Jinglie slowly turned around and glanced at the sturdy old woman.

Ah, it’s the one with the black face.

"We meet again." The young man curled his lips in contempt and explained to her kindly.

"Your son stole your money yesterday and was detained by the gambling house for gambling debts. I paid the money for him and he sold it to me and signed a pledge with me."

The black-faced woman was struck by lightning, her eyes widened: "This bastard, he told me he would never gamble again!"

Yuan Jinglie: "Your man often promises you that he will never drink again. Did he listen to you?"

"..."

The black-faced woman was stabbed and gritted her teeth in embarrassment.

She earned the money from the Meng family's unscrupulous deeds just to support the family, didn't she?

As a result, no one in the family listened to her!

If that’s the case, why is she still working so hard to make money?

The whole family might as well starve together, so that those two bastards won’t have to drink and gamble!

Thinking of this, the black-faced woman said resignedly: "Give me the indenture, and I will tell you everything you want to ask."

"First, tell us in front of everyone whether you stopped Princess Jing from returning to the Meng family to pay her respects that day."

"Yes!" The black-faced old woman let herself go and pointed directly at Mrs. Meng who looked extremely fragile.

"It was Madam Meng who asked me to stop Madam at the gate of the Meng Mansion. She gave me silver!"

"She made me do it!"

When these words were spoken, everyone looked at each other, stunned like wood.

Yuan Jinglie looked gloomy and shouted loudly: "Everyone heard it!"

Of course everyone heard it, and for a moment, the onlookers were all shocked.

"What!? How could Madam Meng do such a thing?"

"The princess was actually stopped. Where is the person who just accused her of lying?"

Some people began to speak up for Meng Zhaoge: "I said the princess is not that kind of cruel person."

"Now that you're telling me, where were you just now?"

"Why does Madam Meng treat her daughter like this?"

"..."

Mrs. Meng looked extremely unhappy and she clenched her palms tightly.

Meng Zhaoge looked at Madam Meng with tearful eyes and trembled, "I never believed that it was Mother who wanted to harm me. But now the facts are in front of me. Why did Mother treat me like this?"

Meng Sui'an frowned: "Don't talk to mother like this, you——"

"Shut up!" Meng Zhaoge scolded him, "I want Madam Meng to explain it to me in person!"

Meng Sui'an was shocked by her fierce aura and was stunned.

"I--" Mrs. Meng's eyes flickered and she stammered as she tried to explain.

But Meng Zhaoge interrupted her and said desperately: "I know mother has never liked me."

"I also know that my mother gave birth to me only because she listened to the Taoist priest and wanted to use me to find my lost sister."

"But I still treated you well, hoping that you would look back at me. But now, I know that mother's hatred for me is so deep."

Tears flowed down her cheeks as she asked sadly, "My sister was demoted to the imperial palace because she angered His Majesty, and she died of tuberculosis by accident. Why did mother want to retaliate against me like this?"

Mrs. Meng's forehead was covered with sweat, and she said hurriedly, "No, Zhaoge..."

"If mother thinks that I killed my sister, then I will go and accompany her!" Meng Zhaoge screamed at her resolutely.

Then, before anyone could react, she stood up and rushed to the coffin.

"Miss!"

"Sister!"

Two panicked voices were heard, Yuan Jinglie rushed forward, but failed to stop her.

She bumped headfirst into the coffin, and her whole body fell down like a fallen leaf.

The coffin was stained with Meng Zhaoge's blood.

"Sister!" Yuan Jinglie roared, rushed over with red eyes and hugged her.

Meng Zhaoge looked at him one last time and closed his eyes.

The young man completely lost his mind. He frantically picked up Meng Zhaoge and rushed towards the crowd.

Mo Huanfu followed, crying and shouting, "Someone, come here, who is the doctor? Please save the queen!"

The crowd also reacted, and someone immediately responded: "This way, there is a clinic over here!"

For a moment, the scene was in chaos and the black-faced woman took the opportunity to escape.

Mrs. Meng's legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground.

Meng Qingyun supported her: "Madam!"

When they arrived at the clinic, Meng Zhaoge was put on the bed. The young man ignored everything else and knelt on the ground, holding her hands with both of his hands, his body shaking uncontrollably.

"Sister, don't scare me, wake up!"

"Sister, please don't fall asleep. I beg you, Sister!"

He kept calling Meng Zhaoge, tears streaming down his face.

It was Mo Huan who pulled him aside and asked the doctor to check on Meng Zhaoge's condition.

During the whole process, Yuan Jinglie's face was as pale as paper, his expression was tense, and he stared at the doctor.

Mo Huan cried silently, wanting to comfort him, but couldn't utter a word.

She just thought: If the queen died, she would not live either.

A moment later, the doctor finished giving Meng Zhaoge acupuncture, stood up, wrote a prescription and handed it to Yuan Jinglie.

"Go get some medicine quickly."

Yuan Jinglie's eyes widened: "Where's my sister? How is she?"

"It's nothing serious for now. He just fainted temporarily because of the wound on his head," said the doctor.

Yuan Jinglie's tense expression finally relaxed, "I'll go right away!"

Mo Huan also breathed a sigh of relief. She knelt in front of Meng Zhaoge crying and held her hand: "My Lady..."

After the medicine was brought back and boiled in the clinic, Meng Zhaoge also woke up.

But her consciousness was still a little fuzzy. She could only hear the boy and the little girl crying and calling her. She reluctantly moved her lips and said, "It's okay..."

Then, he drank half a bowl of medicine in a hazy state and passed out again.

The old doctor did not recommend moving Meng Zhaoge at this time, so Yuan Jinglie and Mo Huan stayed with her in the clinic for a day and a night.

During this period, no one from Prince Jing's Mansion came out to look for her.

Yuwen Qi was also recovering from his injuries, and he didn't even know that Meng Zhaoge had left the house.

The next day, Li Liang went out to buy some things and heard people talking about this matter on the street.