"I often had conflicts with him, and later I made a complaint to the emperor. The emperor ordered an investigation, but nothing happened. The prince was reprimanded by the emperor for falsely accusing the marshal," Tang Yang said.
Yuan Qingling was shocked, "So, he has killed so many women, and he can still deal with it?"
"Except for one person, that person was the natal family of his third wife, the prefect of Luzhou. Just when the wife died, the prefect Lu was in the capital and saw his daughter's body. The whole body was covered with scars. It was too horrible to look at. Moreover, there was still something in her belly.
If there is a child who is beaten directly to the point of miscarriage, Magistrate Lu is naturally unwilling to give up and wants to investigate the matter..."
"What's the end?" Yuan Qingling saw that he suddenly stopped talking and asked hurriedly.
Tang Yang sighed, "The investigation was not successful, and Magistrate Lu went crazy."
Yuan Qingling's whole body was trembling, and anger penetrated all her pores. She felt that her hair was about to fly, "Can no one cure him?"
Yu Wenhao said calmly: "I was beaten up by someone."
"Who beat him? It's easy to beat him." Yuan Qingling said through gritted teeth, "Why not beat him to death?"
"Mr. Xiaoyao!" Yu Wenhao glanced at her and said.
"Xiaoyao Gong?" Yuan Qing was startled. Xiaoyao Gong is old, but he can still beat him? Mighty! She must visit Xiaoyao Gong.
Tang Yang said: "After the death of the third wife of Marquis Huiding, he wanted to marry Duke Xiaoyao's grand-niece. He even asked Chu Shoufu to be the matchmaker. The marriage was supposed to be possible, but Duke Xiaoyao found out about it and turned to him with a dragon-head crutch.
He was beaten so hard that he couldn't get out of bed for three days, which shows that he was cruel."
"Dragon head crutch? It sounds very powerful." Yuan Qing Ling couldn't wait to see this Xiaoyao Gong immediately, she really admired him so much.
"Of course, this dragon-headed crutch was given to him by the Supreme Emperor. I will beat the faint king..."
Yuan Qingling couldn't help but said, "I'm going to beat up my greedy minister."
Tang Yang was startled, "The princess knows?"
Modern people know what all the fuss is about.
Yuan Qingling's blood boiled, "If Xiaoyao Gong can contain this Huiding Marquis, I can beg him."
Yu Wenhao's swollen face suddenly turned black, "You go to him? No!"
"Why does the prince dislike him?" Yuan Qingling asked, why should he dislike such a great hero?
"It's not allowed!" Yu Wenhao stood up and said coldly: "If you dare to go, I will break your legs."
"We have an agreement not to do anything to me." Yuan Qingling argued with reason.
Yu Wenhao hummed: "I don't need to do it myself."
Yuan Qingling was stunned for a moment, forgetting that he had many younger brothers. However, whether he did it himself or not, the meaning was the same. He could not use force against her.
"If I don't go to Xiaoyao Gong, what can you do?" Yuan Qingling asked.
"Why should I help your sister?"
"That's your sister-in-law."
"You said that I will divorce you sooner or later. Don't forget your words." Yu Wenhao felt that he finally let out a bad breath. His grandma is a bitch. This woman is terrible. She always puts Concubine Xiu on the hook.
On his lips, it was as if he didn't dare.
Yuan Qing Ling said earnestly and sincerely: "Your Majesty, a woman's words cannot be trusted."
"So," Yu Wenhao tried to squint his eyes, but found that he closed them as soon as he squinted, and he felt even more angry. "What you said that I can't be rough with you is not credible anymore?"
Yuan Qingling was surprised to find that the art of talking can actually be practiced, and Yu Wenhao's reactions were more alert than before.
She may have wasted a duck, and also wasted the time and effort in making the duck.