Yuan Qingling left Xia Zhiyuan and went to the main hall to meet the chief assistant and Aunt Xi.
She said to the chief assistant: "That scumbag has a scar on his back, and the handwriting is 70% to 80% similar to that of Lao Wu. Other than that, nothing else can be found."
The chief minister looked at her and suddenly became curious, "Is the Crown Princess so sure that this person is not the Crown Prince?"
Generally speaking, most women do not believe men before they seek verification.
"Sure." Yuan Qingling replied without hesitation.
"Why?" the chief assistant asked.
Yuan Qingling smiled, "First of all, it was intuition, but I have never relied on intuition, so I actually tested him, but if I think about it carefully, he didn't have the time to meet Chu Mingyang. Since he became the prince, he would get up early every day and walk in the dark.
, he usually stayed with me in the mansion when he was sleeping, and the most important thing is that I don’t believe that he has any feelings for Chu Mingyang, let alone that he asked Chu Mingyang to inquire about every move in Prince Ji’s mansion for him, because how many meals does Prince Ji eat every day?
As long as I want to know how many times the pork has been in the latrine, I can know it clearly."
With the then Princess Ji here, what kind of internal support does the Prince Ji's Mansion need? Even if there is no Princess Ji, what's the difficulty in being watched by the people calling Xiao Hongchen? As for having to sacrifice one's own body?
Chu Shoufu nodded appreciatively, then looked at Aunt Xi and said arrogantly: "Is trust very important?"
Aunt Xi’s eyebrows were majestic, “I don’t believe what you said, I just wanted to ask more questions. After all, she was in the house every day, and there were people following her when she came in and out. How come you, the grandfather, didn’t notice it at all?”
The chief minister clasped his hands behind his back and murmured: "In addition to taking care of the affairs of the court, I also have to take care of the affairs of the inner courtyard?"
After leaving the chief minister's residence, Yuan Qingling asked Grandma Xi to go back first, and she took Man'er to find Lady Yao.
After Lady Yao became a princess, she cultivated her mind and nature, doing embroidery all day long. She became much kinder and kinder than before. She dressed plainly, with white flowers tattooed on her sleeves, and she also kept filial piety for the Queen Mother.
When she heard that Chu Mingyang was pregnant, she actually recited Amitabha.
Yuan Qingling was confused when he heard this, "What Amitabha? Are you taking pleasure in others' misfortune?"
Mrs. Yao wiped the needle on her hair twice and said expressionlessly: "Isn't this a miracle? Even Yu Wenjun can't have children, but Chu Mingyang can still get pregnant. She should recite the saying "Gods and Buddhas are alive."
"You have a very venomous mouth." Yuan Qingling said.
"I used to have a sweet mouth but a vicious heart. Is that the best way to go?" Mrs. Yao gave her an angry look.
Thinking of the past, Yuan Qingling couldn't help but look at her twice, wondering if there was a different soul inside her.
"Where's Meng Xing?" Yuan Qingling then remembered that he hadn't seen her since he entered the house. Meng Yue was currently attending classes in medical school, and Meng Xing was still young, so he stopped going.
"Brother picked her up to stay for a few days." She sighed softly, "When you come here another day, bring me a puppy or kitten. The rest of every meal I have here is wasted, so you might as well get one.
Life can also be regarded as a merit."
Yuan Qingling looked at her and said with a smile: "Are you lonely?"