On the way back to the palace, the concubine Wang Guifei, who was sitting in the carriage, had a sinking face, waiting for Wang Jiuyuan to confess. But seeing that he was getting closer to the imperial city, he didn't even have the intention to speak.
Compared with her patience, she was obviously more out of control. Her mind was filled with cluttered thoughts, and her thirst for gossip and truth made Concubine Wang scratch her head.
"What's going on between you and the Xiao girl?" Wang Guifei did not call her Princess Lanling.
Wang Jiuyuan's eyes changed after hearing the small change of title. Looking at his aunt's face, he couldn't figure out what she was thinking.
"My nephew's old friend Xiao Wenqing entrusted me with the care of Princess Lanling when he left Kyoto. Aunt, please don't overthink it."
"Hmph!" Wang Guifei resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Does he think he is blind? Don't think that you can't guess his little thoughts! "In that case, it is your private matter, and I will not interfere much."
Wang Jiuyuan was stunned when he heard this. How could I drag you into the water without asking me? I sat on the carriage for several hours, and my buttocks ached. Wasn't it just to let your fiery eyes detect the "illicit affair"?
?
He won't waste his efforts.
"Auntie met Wenjun today. What do you think of her?" Wang Jiuyuan said with a smile.
"Not bad." Wang Guifei said arrogantly, and she also heard the change of title.
My aunt is very picky, so being able to get a good one shows that she is very happy and considers her highly.
"I have been in love with Mr. Wen for a long time, and I hope my aunt can make it happen!" Wang Jiuyuan finally told the truth.
Although she was mentally prepared, the fact that these words came from his mouth still shocked her and she blurted out, "Are you serious?"
Realizing his gaffe, he quickly added, "What qualifications do I have to help you and her?"
"It must be serious! My nephew just wants to inform you about this." Wang Jiuyuan calmed down and said solemnly.
"Does your father know about this?" Wang Guifei's face softened slightly, but the worry in her eyes became more and more intense.
"Father may have guessed something." Wang Jiuyuan did not dare to lie and said truthfully.
After a long silence, Concubine Wang sighed inwardly.
The Wang family are all very stubborn, and they can't get back what they believe in, especially when it comes to the word "love". Every generation must have a love, otherwise her brother would have been a widower for so many years.
The string is renewed.
"I will neither stop nor help you in this matter. You can do it on your own!"
"It's excellent. Thank you, aunt, for making it happen!"
The carriage finally arrived at the palace gate, and Wang Jiuyuan personally helped Wang Guifei out of the carriage and sent her back to the soft sedan that had been prepared.
The concubine Wang Guifei was thinking sadly, but she felt a little inexplicable happiness in her heart when she thought that she had kept a straight face all day long and only thought about her brother. Now she gave birth to such a rebellious son.
…
When it got dark, four or five strong men suddenly appeared in a sparsely populated alley, one of them carrying a sack.
With a bang, the sack fell to the ground, and there were several muffled groans from inside. It was actually a living thing!
Immediately afterwards, there were sounds of punches and kicks, and after half a stick of incense, several people walked away.
…
It was completely dark, and Madam Wei stooped and limped into the Prince's Mansion. When the boy at the concierge was woken up, he did not recognize Madam Wei, who was covered in injuries and beyond recognition, and spoke in a bad tone.
"Where did you come from, beggar? Get out of here..." the boy yawned.
"Open your dog eyes and see clearly who I am, oh!" Wei Shi spoke so loudly that she lost her breath and pulled the wound, which made her burst into tears.
After finally getting in, Wei went straight to Yu Wenyao's courtyard, but was told that the third prince had already gone to bed and could not be disturbed.
Mrs. Wei felt aggrieved. She went out today without looking at the almanac. She went out happily, but came back hurt, both mentally and physically!
First, he made a fool of himself in public, and then gave the rouge to the yellow-faced woman for nothing. The most hateful thing was the horse-faced woman, who picked out the expensive ones! Unfortunately, I didn't get a box. I don't know if His Highness recognizes this account?
I don’t know who killed Qian Dao, but he stuffed it with rags, put it in a sack, and beat him up indiscriminately. He didn’t even have a chance to explain, so he was beaten abruptly!
There is no part of my body that does not hurt!
I have to spend money to hire a doctor tomorrow...
I really can’t get along with money today!
Yu Wenyao was not having a good time during this period. Because of Yongchang Hou's incident, he had secretly contributed a lot. He was unwilling to just make a wedding dress for others, so he took out the few silver and spent it.
Like a stone sinking into the sea, there is no echo.
Of course, his situation must be attributed to Xiao Wenjun, because she said lightly in front of Mr. Wang Ge, "The third prince has the desire to seize the legitimate son, and he also has the strength to seize the legitimate son!"
Mr. Wang Ge was suspicious by nature. At first he thought that Xiao Wenjun also wanted to use his own hands to suppress Yu Wenyao so as to achieve her selfish goals. Then he thought about it and decided that he would rather kill by mistake than let go, so he secretly began to pay attention to Yu Wenyao's movements.
Following these clues, it turned out that Yu Wenyao was secretly expanding his power, and the senior general of the Wang Pavilion took advantage of the scheme. Although the money was collected, the matter could not be resolved for various reasons.
Yu Wenyao, however, did not dare to speak out. If it attracted the emperor's attention, it would be more gain than loss, so he could only swallow this bitter pill in frustration.
If you want to achieve great things, money and people are indispensable!
But Yu Wenyao currently lacks both. At his age, he can't sleep no matter what.
Jing Yan looked at His Highness who was getting depressed day by day. No matter how worried he was, he couldn't do anything to help him. He only hoped that His Highness would be in good health and have a good sleep, so he stopped Mrs. Wei from disturbing her.
In the early morning of the next day, Yu Wenyao was awakened by the noise outside the house. He had a rest today, so there was no need to get up early.
But the noise outside the house became louder and louder, and even tended to spread into the house, and he could no longer sleep.
"Jing Yan, there are more and more no rules in the house!" Yu Wenyao put on his clothes and stood up, saying displeasedly: "Why is it so noisy?"
Jing Yan hurriedly opened the door and came in, waiting for Yu Wenyao to freshen up. He avoided his eyes and did not dare to reply.
If you are disturbed in your clear dreams, you will inevitably feel irritable and irritable, "Have you learned the rules from the dog's belly?"
"Someone posted an IOU at the door of the house, and..."
"What else? What a shame in hesitating!"
"He also posted a script, saying that our county prince's palace would not pay for the things he bought, and he only issued the IOU after many obstacles..." Jing Yan said these words with great difficulty. In recent days, His Highness's temper has become more and more weird, moody, and unreasonable.
You know when you will annoy him.
"How much money is owed? Who owes it?" Yu Wenyao almost yelled. When he heard something related to money, he was really furious.
"It's your wet nurse. She went to Princess Lanling's rouge shop yesterday..."
"It's her again!" Yu Wenyao gritted his teeth.
Ever since I met Xiao Wenjun, I felt like everything was going wrong, and almost every time something bad happened to me, she was involved. Is she really his destined nemesis?
Yu Wenyao, who had always only believed in himself, started to be superstitious about fate.