The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

Yun Shirou screamed miserably, her facial features twisted. Yun Mujiu's voice came from her ears: "What are you doing? I haven't done anything yet..."

When she opened her eyes, she saw Yun Mujiu half-squatting in front of her, rubbing the sharp blade with his index finger.

She was too anxious! Yun Mujiu knew martial arts, how could he fall for her easily! She thought that if she caught Yun Mujiu off guard, she would have a chance to successfully destroy that enviable face.

Yun Shirou endured the pain in her body and said, "Princess Ye, I accidentally fell down just now, and the short sword I was carrying with me accidentally fell out."

Yun Mujiu smiled slightly: "Do you think I would believe such a coincidence?"

Meng Ninglang looked down at Yun Shirou and said seriously, "Yun Shirou, no matter what, you can't be so cruel!"

Su Wen in the crowd was shocked and said, "Hot news in Beijing! The younger sister actually wanted to kill her with a knife!"

Wan Yan Gu narrowed his eyes slightly and said leisurely: "I didn't expect that Miss Yun Er may look weak, but her methods are so vicious that even Xiao Wang Yi feels ashamed of himself."

"No!" Yun Shirou pounded the floor with her hands, "It's not like that!"

Yun Mujiu shook his head slightly, then slapped Yun Shirou four times.

Yun Shirou's face was full of disbelief. Her fair face quickly swelled up, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. "Yun Mujiu, you are so cruel!"

"Really?" Yun Mujiu clapped his hands, "How can I compare to you?"

"You should know that if I report you to the authorities for murdering a princess, what consequences will you and the Yun family bear?"

Yun Shirou's face turned pale, and another trace of blood flowed out. She screamed at the top of her voice.

"You evil woman! You have such a cruel heart! How far do you want to go to harm the Yun family! That's right, I am just jealous of your face and want to destroy it!"

Because he was beaten so badly by Yun Mujiu, the words he shouted were very unclear and others could only hear a few words clearly.

"Pa pa!" Yun Mujiu slapped Yun Shirou twice more.

She covered her lips with one hand and whispered to Yun Shirou: "You want to ruin my face, today I will ruin your face."

Very good, now Yun Shirou’s face is swollen like a pig’s head.

Yun Shirou asked in a low voice: "I was poisoned before, was it you who did it?"

Yun Mujiu smiled and replied: "If I say no, will you believe it?"

Yun Shirou was stubborn and resentful of her. Even if she didn't do it, Yun Shirou would think she did it.

Of course, it was she who had poisoned Yun Shirou and her two children twice. She was not wrong, but she was just giving them a taste of their own medicine.

Yun Shirou shouted: "It must be you!"

Yun Mujiu raised the dagger and heard a man's cry in his ears: "Stop!" He glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and stabbed him with the knife.

The sharp knife pierced through Yun Shirou's sleeve and then nailed the sleeve to the ground.

"Ahhhh!" Yun Shirou screamed in fright.

Yun Mujiu stood up, then looked at the man who was shouting, and his expression suddenly turned cold.

"Your Highness, I am honored to see you. What is the matter?"

The prince shook his sleeves and walked over, surrounded by several followers. The followers also waved away the onlookers and asked them to go away.

The prince squinted his eyes and said, "Yun Mujiu, didn't you hear me telling you to stop?"

Yun Mujiu rolled his eyes: "What did the prince call me?"

"Yun Mujiu." The prince was dissatisfied, but still replied.

Yun Mujiu smiled coldly, "The prince has probably forgotten what happened before, right? As a junior, he is so rude to me. When I return home, I will talk to your uncle Ye and ask him to remind the emperor to teach the prince a lesson."

The prince paused, recalling the scene where Yun Mujiu had publicly lectured him about his lack of etiquette. Now Yun Mujiu not only had Ye Xiaohan as her backer, but she had also become smarter and more capable, which was incomparable to the past.

"I was just in a hurry." The prince bit his lower lip and leaned towards Yun Mujiu: "Chu Ao greets the royal aunt."

"Yeah." Yun Mujiu raised his chin with satisfaction, "This is what a junior should be like."

The prince was angry, but he had to endure it.

He heard that Yun Mujiu came to the Herb Hall, and he just wanted to take a look when he passed by, but he stood outside and watched for a long time. Yun Mujiu had not shown up for many days, and she had become more beautiful.

Later, seeing that Yun Mujiu was about to kill Yun Shirou in public, he had no choice but to stand up. After all, Yun Shirou had been on good terms with him for some time. Moreover, it was mainly because some people outside the Herb Hall recognized him. If he left Yun Shirou alone, wouldn't it be a handle for people to laugh at him for being ruthless and ungrateful! He has always promoted himself as a gentleman in the capital...

"Aunt, Miss Yun was at fault first. Please forgive her for once."

"Oh?" Yun Mujiu was puzzled. "Why would the prince beg for mercy for her?"

In other words, what is your relationship? A couple?

The prince glanced at Yun Shirou, who was lying on the ground sobbing, and said defensively, "I just happened to pass by and tried to stop the fight out of kindness."

“Crown Prince!” Yun Mujiu’s eyes were frighteningly cold, “We are not quarreling! It was Yun Shirou who deliberately plotted to murder this princess!”

"Aunt, she probably didn't mean it." The prince stepped forward and lowered his voice, "Just give me some face, okay? You don't want to make a big deal out of it and affect your own reputation, right? How can a sister always oppress her younger sister..."

Yun Mujiu sneered: "Prince, why do you think I will give you face? And I did nothing wrong, how can you say that it affects my reputation? I am just fighting back, that's all!"

"Also, she's not my sister. I have nothing to do with her!"

Yun Mujiu did not give the prince any face at all, and the prince felt embarrassed.

The prince immediately looked at Wanyan Gu, who shrugged helplessly, indicating that he didn't know what to do.

At this time, Yun Shirou cried tenderly, "Your Highness, please save me! I beg you!"

Yun Shirou's crying reminded the prince of the times they had spent time together, and his sense of male chauvinism came back to him.

The prince bowed to Yun Mujiu and whispered, "Aunt, I apologize to you on her behalf."

"How to compensate?"

The prince breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that women just like clothes and jewelry. "I will have someone send a bunch of gifts to the Ye Mansion."

Yun Mujiu raised his eyebrows: “There are many of these in the Ye Mansion.”

The prince gritted his teeth. Damn it, Yun Mujiu refused to give in. Now that they had finally reached the point of discussing a settlement, he couldn't let Yun Mujiu humiliate him in public. "Then, auntie, what do you need?"

"money."

"How many?"

"One million taels."

"What!" The prince was surprised. He had never thought that Yun Mujiu would want so much. He thought Yun Mujiu would only want a few hundred thousand taels at most.

Yun Mujiu smiled and said, "Prince, this princess was almost killed. Can't I ask for some money as a psychological comfort?"

She continued, "Didn't the prince want to stand up for Yun Shirou? Now the arrow is on the string, we can't retreat."

The prince frowned. Although he was the prince, he could not just casually take out one million taels of silver. Moreover, his money was not only used to maintain the daily operation of the prince's mansion, but also to feed other subordinates and manage other officials and soldiers.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became quiet.

The prince's entourage stopped the people from moving forward, so the people could only watch Yun Mujiu from afar.

At that time, in the study of Yefu.

Ye Xiaohan stood straight in front of the window, the sunlight shone on him, casting a tall shadow on the ground.

Half of his face was illuminated by the sun, and the other half was submerged in darkness. His profile was sharp, revealing a sense of alienation.

"The princess hasn't come back yet? What is she doing now?"