Chapter 12 Are there really good people in this world
Chapter 12 There are good people in this world after all
"Your Majesty, Eunuch An has brought wine." When Butler Zhou reported respectfully, An Bingshan had already walked in.
"Prince Su, I have a pot of wine every day. The old slave has brought this wine." An Bingshan narrowed his eyes slightly and did not salute. He just casually placed the purple jade wine pot in front of Ye Junqing.
"Steward Zhou." Ye Junqing didn't even look at An Bingshan. He just ordered Butler Zhou to pour the wine, then picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Father-in-law, you can go back and resume your life." Ye Junqing put down his wine glass and said coldly. Hearing this, An Bingshan smiled, leaned down slightly, and turned to leave.
On one side, Yao Mowan frowned slightly, her eyes suddenly turned cold. Seeing this posture, she knew there must be something fishy in the wine.
"Aren't you afraid that the emperor will blame you for painting the queen's portrait in front of your father-in-law?" As Yao Mowan spoke, her peripheral vision glanced at the wine glass next to the inkstone.
"I just want to remind Ye Hongyi that if it weren't for Mo Xin, how could he have restrained me. So no matter whether Mo Xin is alive or dead, he must treat him kindly!" Ye Junqing said every word, as if a sharp knife penetrated Yao Mo.
From Wan's heart, blood dropped drop by drop, turning into blossoming mangrove flowers.
"Steward Zhou, clean up this place." After all the performances were finished, Ye Junqing slowly put away the scrolls and walked down the pavilion, painting one scroll a day. This was already the tenth scroll he had painted.
The wind blew up, and the gauze tent of the pavilion fluttered gently with the wind. A few flower petals fell on Yao Mowan's shoulders. A cold feeling ran across her cheeks. Before she had time to wipe them, they were already blown dry by the wind. Ye Junqing, please let me still
How can you, my country, get your true love that I will never regret?
Around the time of Youshi, the ladies of Yixiangyuan all walked out of Prince Su's Mansion like eggplants beaten by frost. The madam had known that this would happen, so she didn't say much.
"This is the remaining silver. Thank you Aunt Gui for this convenience." Yao Mowan took out three hundred-tael silver notes from her arms and handed them to the madam, thanking her softly.
"With a little effort, girl, why are you so polite? If there's nothing else, I'll leave first!" Seeing Qian's eyes open, the old bustard greeted him politely. Yao Mowan nodded slightly, and waited until the six sedans left Prince Su's Mansion in a majestic manner.
Turning around to go back to Prime Minister Yao's Mansion.
"I knew there was something fishy about you, and now I've caught you!" Just when Yao Mowan walked to the corner, Ben Lei suddenly appeared and blocked her.
"If I hadn't been looking for you, I would have followed the sedan back just now." His clear eyes sparkled like stars, without a single ripple.
"Will I believe your nonsense?" Ben Lei looked at Yao Mowan alertly and snorted coldly.
"This is the cup that has been used to hold imperial wine. You can secretly find someone to find out what kind of poison is mixed in it. Then you can find an antidote and find a way to detoxify the prince. You have to do it quietly, and you can't let the prince know."
As Yao Mowan spoke, she took out the wine glass on the stone table from her sleeve and handed it to Ben Lei.
"You...what do you mean?" Ben Lei looked at Yao Mowan in disbelief, not knowing what to do for a moment.
"You know the prince's temper best. Since you can't persuade him, you can just protect him. The future is long, so why rush for a while." Seeing Ben Lei standing there in a daze, Yao Mowan forced the cup into Ben Lei's hand, then turned and left.
"Who are you? Why do you want to help the prince?" Ben Lei suddenly came to his senses and asked urgently.
"Shhh-" Yao Mowan didn't respond, just shushed slightly and left.
Gate of Prime Minister Yao's Mansion
When she saw Yao Mowan's figure appearing in her sight, Ting Yue immediately went out to greet her.
"Miss, I'm so worried about Yue'er, are you okay?" Ting Yue looked at Yao Mowan worriedly, and then breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was fine.
"What are you doing?" Yao Mowan walked to the gate of the mansion. When she looked up, she saw three feet of white silk tied with flowers hanging on the plaque of 'Yao Xiangfu'. It was very eye-catching.