The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

Wei Xingche was seriously injured and was carried back to Prince Liang's Mansion in the early morning. She was delayed in the embroidery workshop, and the people from Prince Liang's Mansion had probably gone to Quyang Hou's Mansion to report the news.

Chu Yizhao got off the car as if nothing had happened. Thinking back to how affectionate Chu Yingxue and Qi Heng were, they must have made plans to meet many times...

She had only been gone seven days.

In front of the heavy gate of a noble family with red doors, He Yue stood on the steps with her hands clasped in front of her stomach, looking down at Chu Yizhao expressionlessly. Two maids and a woman servant stood on her left and right, with sharp eyes.

A bunch of people were crowded on the three steps. Chu Yizhao looked up and it seemed as if time had stopped. The short few steps seemed heavy and long...

"Aunt Heyue"

He Yue glanced behind Chu Yizhao and asked, "Where is the young lady's personal maid?"

"Dead," Chu Yizhao replied

He Yue frowned, "Wo Qiu died protecting his master, where is Huai Chun?"

His eyelashes trembled, and Chu Yizhao said lightly, "I went to Prince Liang's Mansion."

"Prince Liang's Mansion?" He Yue obviously didn't believe it. "Why would a little servant go to Prince Liang's Mansion? Could it be that the young lady hid her away?"

Chu Yizhao smiled with a hint of contempt. "The prince has been in a coma and has been taken care of by Huaichun and Changnian. Isn't it normal for Prince Liang to take them away? Do you want me, the daughter of a marquis, to serve the prince personally?"

"Miss, please be careful with your words." He Yue's face changed and she observed her surroundings with her peripheral vision.

The fifth young lady was late in coming back, and the lady was angry and cursed her every day. When she finally came back, she got into trouble with bandits and her personal maid died.

The people in the palace promised that they would not let this matter spread and ruin the young lady's reputation.

But this is not what the lady cares about.

Zhao Shuzhen ordered Heyue to be beaten to death with a stick for the crime of instigating her master, as a warning to others.

It was deliberately chosen at the door so that Chu Yizhao's unfilial act of going out for fun when his mother was seriously ill would not be known.

Now that the chicken is gone, can the monkey still serve as a warning?

He Yue had no choice but to welcome Chu Yizhao in first.

The moment the vermilion door closed, Chu Yizhao breathed a sigh of relief, fine beads of sweat emerged from his nose, and his palms were wet.

It was not yet noon, but the sun was high in the sky, making her face red from the sun. Without waiting for her to dress and wash up, He Yue took her into the ancestral hall.

Close the door again, the bright light disappears, the summer heat also disappears, and it becomes gloomy and cool.

Chu Yizhao was kneeling on a cushion. Perhaps it was replaced on purpose, the cushion under his knees was like a straw mat, stiff and hard.

But she didn't care. Three feet above, there was a black wooden tablet, pressing down on Chu Yizhao's head layer by layer.

She sat down on the ground. In the past, when she made mistakes, she always knelt down obediently and did not dare to be lazy at all for fear of offending her ancestors.

No more fear now.

In the dim room, Chu Yizhao's eyes were round and bright.

If Chu Yizhao guessed correctly, He Yue just wanted to investigate the matter that she was unwilling to prepare medicine for Zhao Shuzhen.

The dog who thought he was docile and disobeyed must be given a good beating...

Find a reason to kill her cronies.

Use blood and flesh to warn and threaten her, telling her to be obedient and sensible and give in to whatever she asks for...

Zhao Shuzhen's mother was so stupid and cruel. Her own daughter was massacred by robbers. When she returned home, not only did she not say a word of comfort, but she actually blocked her at the door and asked her to hold her accountable.

Without any superficial effort, it was obvious that he was sure that she valued her family, was weak-willed, and could be manipulated at will...

Fortunately, she saw Chu Yingxue and sent Huaichun and Changnian to Prince Liang's Mansion in advance.

Fortunately, she entered the ancestral hall, which means that Zhao Shuzhen didn't find out about the tonic soup at all. Otherwise, with her narrow-minded character, she wouldn't care who your benefactor is and would just give you a bowl of poisoned wine to send you to death.

In this regard, Chu Yizhao and Zhao Shuzhen really look like mother and daughter...

Chu Yizhao stuffed the dagger into his sleeve, his eyes cold.

An executioner with a hypocritical heart.

Chu Yizhao lay on his back on the ground with his eyes closed, anticipating what was going to happen next.

She would be locked up in the ancestral hall for at least four hours, and then He Yue would come and politely ask her to leave, and Zhao Shuzhen would then pretend to be distressed and scold her.

She was punished to kneel for two days, under the pretext of tempering her temper, and then she accepted the thank-you gift from Prince Liang's Mansion.

I just don’t know how Zhao Shuzhen’s illness is going. Is she still needed?

Chu Yizhao laughed, and his low laughter echoed in the ancestral hall, ironic and sad, and the candlelight was distorted by the wind.

...

Yuewangfu

Wei Xingli handed Feng Zhi a porcelain bottle. Upon closer inspection, it was the one that Chu Yizhao had thrown away.

“What’s in here?”

Feng Zhi took it, opened the lid, poured out a white pill, crushed it and smelled it, his brows furrowed.

He put it in his mouth to taste it uncertainly, then was startled and spat it out far away.

Wei Xingli grabbed the quilt and moved back, looking disgusted.

Why is he surrounded by so many filthy people?

Feng Zhi's old face was wrinkled, and there was disgust in the wrinkles.

"Who on earth could make such a vicious thing?"

Wei Xingli's eyes narrowed and quickly filled with murderous intent. That little girl really had bad intentions.

but…

If you were going to kill me, why did you save me the previous times?

Could it be that you were not satisfied with the way he died?

What a weird woman...

"What kind of poison?"

He wanted to see what kind of death this little girl had planned for him.

"Fart Dan!"

Feng Zhi almost yelled

"What!" Wei Xingli was shocked and raised his head suddenly.

Has the lesion entered the ear? Why can't I understand what is being said?

Fengzhi complained about this crazy pill,

"This pill contains various herbs and foods that can relieve constipation. Mix them together, dry them, and eat them. After a moment, whether it's a human or an animal, they will fart non-stop!"

“It’s stinky and loud!”

"What a vicious mind, totally devoid of conscience!"

Feng Zhi was cursing in shock, not noticing that Wei Xingli's face was getting darker and darker. After a while, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence,

"I only fart, not poop..."

Wei Xingli's brows were filled with disgust, and he really couldn't utter that word.

Feng Zhi tasted it again and came to the conclusion.

"If it's dry, you can't poop it out, but if it's liquid, it might burst out."

"... "

"Is this thing going to kill people?" Wei Xingli hesitated.

Feng Zhi's face changed drastically, "Prince, you can't be so pessimistic! Others may not die, but your body will die with just one fart."

...

"Get out of here!!"

The clear roar pierced through the tiles of the Prince of Yue's palace like thunder, startling a flock of birds.

Prince Liang seemed to realize something and sent someone again in the afternoon, saying that he wanted to ask Chu Yizhao some advice.

Zhao Shuzhen wanted to refuse, but the man was determined and would not leave until he saw him. Zhao Shuzhen was so angry that his face turned black, but he had to let Chu Yizhao out.

As soon as the butler saw Chu Yizhao, he softened his attitude and spoke a lot of gentle words, which contained hints of protection and warning.

"The prince said that you are kindhearted and fearless, a woman who is as good as a man."

"But then again, you just turned fifteen this year, younger than my princess. Next time you encounter such a dangerous situation, you must put your own safety first. If anyone in the Marquis's Mansion dares to blame you, you can come to the Prince's Mansion and the Prince will make the decision for you..."

Every word and sentence has its own meaning.

Zhao Shuzhen's heart was filled with hatred, but she had to put on a kind face. Chu Yizhao wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. After the people left, he knelt down and confessed his crime.

Zhao Shuzhen leaned on the main seat, wishing she could throw the teacup in her hand onto the kneeling person's head.

"Zhao'er is really capable. After being away for a few days, he became the lifesaver of Prince Liang's mansion."

"You didn't come back even though your mother was ill. It turns out you were out there serving the nobleman."

Serve? Zhao Shuzhen was so angry that she actually used the word "serve" to humiliate her.

The daughter of a marquis serves a man without fear of it being spread out and damaging the reputation of the marquis's mansion.

Chu Yizhao did not refute, but just admitted his mistake obediently.

"Mother, Zhao'er was indeed wrong in this matter. Please punish me."