After the marriage, the disabled war king was spoiled by me

Jiang Yurou naturally knew that her mother was wronged, but she wanted to know more.

Inside Prince Jing's Mansion, the night was as dark as ink and the lights were bright.

Du Yunsheng sat at the desk with a serious expression, holding an ancient book in his hands. Jiang Yurou gently pushed the door open, with a look of expectation in her eyes.

Du Yunsheng looked up at Jiang Yurou, smiled slightly, and motioned for her to sit down.

Jiang Yurou sat down as she was told. Du Yunsheng said, "I know you have many questions in your mind. Today I will tell you everything you want to know."

"Junior sister, do you still remember that summer?" Du Yunsheng recalled, "You were only ten years old at that time, and your mother brought you to visit the palace. She was wearing a light blue silk dress that day, smiling like a fairy."

A trace of confusion flashed across Jiang Yurou's eyes, and she tried hard to recall the events of that summer.

Du Yunsheng continued, "That night, your mother picked a bunch of flowers for you in the garden. Do you remember?"

Jiang Yurou nodded, a hint of nostalgia flashing in her eyes.

"However, that night, your mother suddenly disappeared. The entire palace fell into chaos, and we searched everywhere but could not find any trace of her." Du Yunsheng sighed, with endless regret in his eyes.

Jiang Yurou bit her lower lip and asked, "So, where did she go?"

Du Yunsheng was silent for a moment, then said, "Your mother has not left the palace. She is right beside us, but we didn't notice her."

Jiang Yurou looked at Du Yunsheng in confusion, not understanding the meaning of her words.

Du Yunsheng took a deep breath and said, "Your mother took all the blame voluntarily to protect you. She died unjustly just so that you could grow up safely."

Jiang Yurou covered her mouth in shock, tears welling up in her eyes. She had never expected that her mother would be willing to bear such a heavy crime for her.

"Junior sister, I know you must be feeling very sad right now. But you must remember that your mother chose to sacrifice herself for you and for our Prince Jing's Mansion." Du Yunsheng comforted her softly.

Jiang Yurou nodded, tears streaming down her cheeks.

She clenched her fists, determined to clear her mother's name.

"Junior sister, actually, I have been secretly investigating this matter all these years. I believe that the truth will eventually come to light." Du Yunsheng's eyes flashed with determination.

Jiang Yurou looked at Du Yunsheng with eyes full of respect.

"Senior Sister, do you really believe that the truth will come out? I... I am really scared sometimes, afraid that this is all a scam, afraid that I will never know the truth." Jiang Yurou's voice trembled slightly, and she tried hard to control her emotions.

Du Yunsheng gently held Jiang Yurou's hand, his eyes full of firmness and tenderness: "Junior sister, you have to believe me, I never make meaningless promises. Over the years, I have been secretly collecting evidence. Although the process is difficult, I have never given up."

Jiang Yurou's eyes flashed with doubt. She looked at Du Yunsheng, as if looking for an answer: "Senior Sister, why are you so persistent? What's the benefit for you?"

Du Yunsheng smiled slightly, her eyes revealing a hint of depth: "Junior sister, you may not know that your mother and I were close friends. Her sacrifice made me feel so sad. The reason why I insisted is because I want to seek justice for her, for you, and for the reputation of our Jingwang Mansion."

Jiang Yurou listened, and a warm current surged in her heart. She held Du Yunsheng's hand tightly, with tears of gratitude in her eyes. "Sister, I understand. We will find the truth together and clear my mother's grievances."

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"It was you who hit our carriage. You should be the one to apologize!"

Jiang Yurou frowned and looked at Du Yunsheng unhappily.

Du Yunsheng smiled slightly, with a hint of pride between her eyebrows. She raised her chin slightly, and said calmly but powerfully: "Junior Sister Jiang, don't you understand? In Prince Jing's Mansion, an apology is not something that can be said casually."

Jiang Yurou's eyes widened, she was furious, she clenched her fists, and was about to refute, but the maid beside her gently pulled her sleeve. She hesitated for a moment, but finally suppressed her anger.

"Sister Du, I don't mean to argue with you, I just think you should have an explanation for this matter." Jiang Yurou's voice was a little aggrieved, and tears welled up in her eyes, as if they would fall at any time.

Du Yunsheng smiled gently, with a trace of pity in her eyes. She patted Jiang Yurou's hand gently and said softly, "Junior sister, I know what you are thinking. But in Prince Jing's Mansion, every word and every action is related to identity and status. I know what to do today."

Du Yunsheng, Jiang Yurou and others were walking on a winding path, with maids on both sides following them carefully.

"Sister Du, why are you always so confident? Aren't you afraid that one day you will lose everything you have now?" Jiang Yurou couldn't help but ask, with a barely perceptible jealousy flashing in her eyes.

Du Yunsheng smiled slightly, his eyes far-reaching: "Lose? In this chaotic world, being able to live is already a blessing. As for losing, I can only say that I have never truly owned it."

Jiang Yurou was stunned. She didn't understand what Du Yunsheng meant.

"Sister Du, why don't you tell the prince the truth? Perhaps he will make the decision for you." Another maid couldn't help but interrupt, a trace of sympathy flashed in her eyes.

Du Yunsheng shook his head slightly, a trace of bitterness flashed in his eyes: "The truth? In this Prince Jing's Mansion, the truth is sometimes not important. What's important is how to maintain your position in this game."

Jiang Yurou pursed her lips tightly. She understood what Du Yunsheng meant. In this Prince Jing's Mansion, they were all chess pieces, and Du Yunsheng was the one who controlled the chessboard.

"Sister Du, are you really not going to pursue what happened today?" Jiang Yurou couldn't help but ask.

Du Yunsheng smiled lightly, with a hint of determination in his eyes: "Of course I will investigate, but not now. In the Prince Jing's Mansion, everything has its time. I will wait for that time to let everyone know that I am not someone to be trifled with."

After saying that, Du Yunsheng swept her gaze across the crowd. There was both warning and expectation in her eyes.

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look her in the eye.

"Sister Du, when do you plan to take action?" Jiang Yurou couldn't help but ask again.

Du Yunsheng turned around, looked at Jiang Yurou, and smiled slightly: "When the time comes, we will naturally take action. Don't worry, I won't let you down."

At this time, the banquet hall of Prince Jing's Mansion was brightly lit, with singing and dancing.

Du Yunsheng and Jiang Yurou sat on one side and exchanged glances with each other.

Du Yunsheng spoke first: "Your Majesty, there is a party in the palace today, why don't we make it more lively?"

Jiang Shaohan smiled slightly: "What do you think, Princess?"

Du Yunsheng said: "Why don't we have a poetry competition, so that everyone here can show off their talents and add some fun."

Jiang Shaohan's eyes flashed with approval, and he nodded in agreement: "Good idea, then please ask the princess to host this competition."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the banquet hall was lively, and everyone was painting and showing off their talents.