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 answered 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 response did Prince Ji's Mansion need?
Even if there is no Princess Ji, what's the problem with the people calling Xiao Hongchen staring at her?
As for sacrificing your 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 muttered: "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 gloating?"
Mrs. Yao rubbed the needle on her hair twice and said expressionlessly: "Isn't this a miracle?
Yu Wenjun is already sterile, but Chu Mingyang can still conceive. You should say that the gods and Buddhas have spirits."
"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?"
Lady 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?"
Only then did Yuan Qingling remember that he had not seen her since he entered the house. Meng Yue was currently attending classes in medical school, and Meng Xing was still young, so he would not go.
"Brother picked her up to stay for a few days."
She sighed softly, "When you come here another day, please bring me a puppy or kitten. The rest of every meal I have here is wasted. It is better to raise a life, which is also a meritorious deed."
Yuan Qingling looked at her and smiled: "Are you lonely?"
"It's nice to have such quiet days. What's the point of being lonely?"
There was a dim light in Mrs. Yao's eyes, but the needlework in her hand stopped. Yuan Qingling saw that she was embroidering a large peony pattern, which was majestic in her wealth and grace.
She was originally a majestic person, but now that she has settled in this place, it is a sign of humiliation.
"Maybe it's because I'm not used to it," she thought for a moment, then added: "Actually, when I was in the mansion, I also lived such a quiet life, with less fighting and less intrigue, but the quietness at that time was waiting for something more ferocious.
Storm, now, the storm is not stopping, but I have been thrown out. I must be a little disappointed, right?
I feel useless.”
"You really have a hard life. I wish I could live quietly, accompany my husband, educate my children, and have free time to walk the dog, plant flowers, and read books. This is how people live."
"If there was peace and prosperity, life like this would be good, but it's not peaceful outside now!"
Mrs. Yao pushed the embroidery frame away and looked at her, "It's a rare time for you to come here. Tell me, what do you want me to do? It must be related to the child in Chu Mingyang's belly, right?"
"You can tell things like a god," Yuan Qingling laughed, pulling her up and walking out together. The autumn breeze was cool and the sun was just right. "Someone pretended to be the fifth child and had a secret meeting with her. The baby in her belly also belongs to that man. You
Don't ask about Qiao, Chu Mingyang can't see it anyway, which proves that this person is a master of disguise, and now Chu Mingyang accuses the unborn child of the fifth child."
When Mrs. Yao heard this, she said calmly: "Let's destroy the reputation of the prince and alienate the relationship between you and your husband. If this plan fails, we will be in a mess internally, but the other party will not lose anything. It is a good plan to gain nothing."
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"Although you are free, your thoughts are still very lively. You will know it as soon as you hear it."
Yuan Qing Lingdao.
"This is what I have been doing for a living these years, how could I not know that?"
Princess Ji rolled her eyes at her, "You don't have to tell me your purpose of coming. This matter can be easily solved. Find someone to identify the child in Chu Mingyang's belly, and the matter will be solved. And this person can't be ridiculous, he has to be
Of course, who is the most suitable person in the world?
Of course it’s Yu Wenjun.”
Yuan Qing Ling expressed her admiration, "Mrs. Yao, you were really born in the wrong era. If you were born in an era where men and women are relatively fair, you would be someone who would achieve great things."
"If you are really capable, you can achieve great things in any era. As for fairness between men and women, forget it, there has never been a fair time since the beginning of the world. You just know that you are inferior to others and just work hard for it."
She stretched out her hand to press her hair, her eyes as cool as water, "Since I took the divorce letter, I thought I would never see him again in this life. He and I are indeed destined."
Yuan Qing Ling said: "Being able to laugh and joke proves that you are living a good life. Just go and do this. Next time I come, I will bring you an old dog and let it accompany you."
"I don't want the old dog, I want a puppy, lest I fall in love with it and it leaves me again. The lonely old man can't bear this."
She raised her head and smiled at Yuan Qingling, her smile a little sad, "You can just leave this matter to me. Others can't cure him, but I can."
Yuan Qingling really couldn't stand her lifeless look, as if she had lost all hope, "When you have time in the future, come to the palace to help me take care of the children more often. If you continue like this, you will suffocate yourself to death."
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"Forget it, I'd better not cause you any more trouble. Although I'm not a guilty person, I still have bad moral character. Moreover, I'm still on the cusp of the storm right now. I won't be able to help you and I'll make you gossip."
Yuan Qingling sneered, "Who cares about those gossips?
I will live for decades, but I hope I can have peace of mind."
Lady Yao looked at her with a faint look in her eyes, "It's not worth it, it's not worth it for me."
Yuan Qingling slowly frowned.
When leaving the courtyard, Man'er asked thoughtfully: "Princess, why do you think Lady Yao is so depressed now?
She is different from her usual self. She used to have a ball of fire in her eyes, but now she is lifeless."
Yuan Qingling got on the carriage and sighed: "She is a warrior on the battlefield, and she is suddenly asked to disarm and return to the fields. How can she adapt?"
Man'er was startled, why did Lady Yao ever go to the battlefield to kill enemies?