Chapter 143 The rest of the family was also watching from behind…

Seeing Mingyang following respectfully beside him, His Majesty the Emperor immediately smiled.

"Mingyang, Mingyang, I don't think you are the kind of person who would compromise so easily."

When Ming Er followed the Marquis of Jing'an home, he infuriated her, and the news spread far and wide.

I heard that there was a commotion at the Marquis of Jing'an's residence yesterday.

Mingyang laughed sheepishly, “I just wanted to put my family at ease. If they knew that I had been taken back by my biological mother but they were not treating me well, they would definitely feel sorry for me. My grandmother has spoiled me since I was a child, so naturally I can’t bear the slightest grievance.”

The emperor chuckled softly, "That's true."

A child who was pampered growing up is told that the family members at home are not their real family members, and then suddenly moved to a different place.

It's normal to feel uncomfortable.

Mingyang bowed to His Majesty the Emperor and said, "I will not provoke them, but if they do, I will naturally retaliate."

The emperor tapped her, "Don't you dare mess up my two wise ministers."

Mingyang followed respectfully behind His Majesty the Emperor. “The Marquis of Jing’an’s love for his daughter is genuine, but she shouldn’t disregard my thoughts for the sake of her daughter. She should know that I have people I care about in order to get to where I am today.”

The emperor waved his hand, "Marquis Jing'an has indeed been confused about this matter. I know your abilities, but don't let it escalate to the point of causing a death. After all, she is your biological mother, and making a big fuss will damage your reputation. I don't want my loyal minister to be accused of being unfilial to his mother by a bunch of old fogies in the future."

"Your Majesty understands, and I will certainly not fail your expectations."

"Step down."

Mingyang bowed respectfully before retreating.

On the way back, he ran into the Third Princess Zhongli Shuang, and Ming Yang still bowed respectfully.

Zhong Lishuang nodded to Ming Er and then walked towards where His Majesty the Emperor was.

Ming Er glanced at it, then looked away and left the palace gate.

Zhong Lishuang, however, turned her head to look at Ming Er's departing figure.

Her father, as a royal attendant, plotted to seize the throne from the empress, a grave crime of treason.

As the daughter of a royal attendant, Zhong Lishuang should have been implicated at that time. Not only did senior officials in the court submit memorials, but even Zhong Lishuang herself thought that her mother, the emperor, would punish her.

Even when she was being chased by assassins and on the run, she suspected that her mother wanted her dead.

Hearing his mother say that he was her own daughter, that their blood ties were stronger than water, and that the royal attendant was just a nobody, was she supposed to take her anger out on her own daughter because of an unimportant man?

No matter how many imperial attendants His Majesty has in his harem, those princes are all children born to His Majesty the Empress.

If this father has tarnished his daughter's reputation, then find her a father without tarnished reputation.

The voices in the court also objected, saying that, in the end, the father of the third princess was good for nothing except giving birth to the emperor's child.

Even though the father of the third princess is unknown, it does not affect her status as a princess.

Once everyone understood this, they stopped writing letters to offer advice.

If ordinary women can drive their husbands away because they are dissatisfied with them, they can't possibly come up with a different story when it comes to His Majesty the Emperor.

The most important thing is not to overstep their bounds, otherwise they will anger His Majesty the Emperor and gain nothing in return.

Mingyang left the palace and went straight to the Jing'an Marquis's residence.

The mansion was quiet, and no one came out to cause trouble for Ming Er. It seemed that yesterday's events had still shocked those people.

For several days in a row, it was very quiet.

The only problem is that no one brings food to Ming'er's courtyard.

She had no choice but to go to the kitchen herself.

The kitchen manager, still stubbornly insisting, said that they were all following the household's quota and told Ming Er to go back and wait.

Ming Er straightened his sleeves, not wanting to cause trouble for these people, and turned around to smash up all the courtyards of the masters in the mansion.

They even smashed a hole in the roof of the master bedroom.

"Mingyang!" Mingyan looked at Mingyang and scolded him again.

Ming Er sat on the rooftop, looking down at them. "Since you brought me back, why don't you give me any food?"

"Who said they wouldn't feed you?"

"The people in the kitchen said it was the master of the Marquis's mansion who ordered it. I don't know who it was, and I don't want to know who it was, so they smashed up your courtyard to make sure your whole family was properly taken care of."

Mingyan's face darkened, and she glanced at everyone. When she saw that her husband, Liu Sanlang, looked strange, she knew that he had given the order to do this.

As the Marquis of Jing'an, she wouldn't stoop to skimping on Mingyang's food.

"Idiot!" Mingyan cursed.

“My lady, I…” Liu Sanlang tried to speak, but Mingyan stopped him.

His eyes were full of disappointment. I thought he was a well-behaved and sensible person, but I never expected him to do something so stupid.

Mingyan now clearly regrets it.

Although Mingyang is her biological son, after just two days, she realized that Mingyang is clearly a madman.

She didn't bring back a daughter; she brought back a madwoman.

She called everyone in the kitchen over and reprimanded them, in front of Ming Er.

After reprimanding some people, Mingyan looked at Ming'er, who was still sitting on the roof, and asked, "Have you lost your mind now?"

"How can you be so ungrateful, Marquis Jing'an? I kindly helped you expose your servant Daqi, and instead of thanking me, you're full of resentment towards me?"

Mingyan was even angrier.

Mingyang could smash things, but she even went so far as to smash a hole in the bedroom. How were they supposed to rest at night?

Ming Er saw through her thoughts and laughed, "This courtyard is so big, and you can see the stars in the sky. Where can't you sleep?"

"If you're so good at talking, why aren't you asleep?" Mingxi asked coldly.

Ming Er shamelessly replied, "I saw it so many times when I was little, I'm not interested anymore."

After giving some instructions to the people in the kitchen, Ming Er went back on his own.

She didn't know why, but every time she faced provocation from the people of the Marquis's mansion, that strange voice would appear.

It is hoped that she will be filial to her mother and get along well with her younger sister and brother.

Every time, it was Xiang Nufu's voice, which made Ming Er even angrier.

What is it that dares to use the female tutor's voice to deceive her?

Don't act impulsively; if you listen to those words, you'll fall for their tricks.

Seeing the scrolling text appear before him, Ming Er nodded, but he still felt annoyed.

After all that fuss she caused, the people in the Marquis's mansion became much more obedient. They haven't had time to do anything to annoy her lately, and have been busy assigning servants to repair the roof.

That day, after finishing her morning court duties, she was about to return to her courtyard when something flew over quickly. She reached out and grabbed it; it was a small pebble.

Ming Er squinted and looked in the direction from which the pebble had come. There was someone in the tree in the distance.

She flicked the pebble in her hand back, which hit the man's leg, and he fell with quite a thud.

Mingtong lay on the ground, clutching her legs and wailing, while the maid beside her cried incessantly.

"Second Mistress, Second Mistress, are you alright?"

When Ming Tong saw Ming Er coming over, she forgot to cry out in pain and looked at her with a look of horror while holding her injured leg.

"You, you stay away."

If Ming Er listened to her, he wouldn't be Ming Er.

She not only walked over, but also stepped on Mingtong's wrist and ground it with her foot.

It's not heavy, but it will hurt her.

"Was it this hand that pulled the slingshot? Haven't you learned your lesson from what happened a few days ago?"

Mingtong's face was pale, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

"Stop! Stop right there!" Liu Sanlang appeared out of nowhere.

“Stand there. If you dare come any closer, I’ll cripple her hand right now.”

Liu Sanlang immediately stopped and stood there crying anxiously.

"I'm asking you, do you know what she just did?"

Liu Sanlang held the handkerchief and cried miserably, "She is your own sister, she is just a child, she is only seven years old."

"Three, two..."

“I just saw her shooting at you with a slingshot. I didn’t stop her. If you’re going to cripple someone, cripple my hand.” Liu Sanlang stretched out his hand.

Ming Er sneered and looked at Ming Xi standing not far away. "You want to cripple your hand so that Ming Xi can accuse me of being unfilial before His Majesty? But crippling her hand is different. When an elder sister disciplines her younger sister, no one can find fault with it."

"You're not my sister. You've been bullying us ever since you came back," Ming Tong said, glaring at Ming Er.

Ming Er increased the pressure on his feet.

"I will not offend others unless they offend me. You are the ones who offended me first. You bunch of idiots, you never learn your lesson."

"Stop!" Mingyan rushed over.

Looking at everything before her, she asked anxiously, "What's going on now?"

Ming Er didn't say anything, but just looked at her with a leisurely air.

Mingyan looked at Mingtong's maid beside him, "Ah Xing, you speak."

Ah Xing, her face pale, recounted what had happened: "Lord Hou, please quickly call a doctor to take a look. It seems that the Second Miss has broken her leg."

Mingyan's expression changed because she noticed that Mingyang's foot was still stepping on Mingtong's hand.

"She still needs to write with this hand. Let go of her, and I will punish her myself."

Ming Er didn't move.

"Guards, bring the family discipline. Mingtong provoked her elder sister, so she should be given ten...thirty strokes."

Mingtong fainted from the pain.

She was woken up by a bucket of cold water, followed by pain in her back. Whenever she fainted, she would be woken up and then faint again from the pain.

Watching Ming Tong being carried away, Ming Yan looked at Ming Er wearily and said, "You can go now."

“Come, my mother, where do you want me to go? Isn’t this my home? I still have to take good care of you.”

Mingyan stared at Mingyang in shock. At a time like this, Mingyang could still say that he wanted to be filial to her.

She is truly a dutiful daughter to her parents.

If she were allowed to stay in the manor any longer, she feared she wouldn't live much longer.

Mingyan initially thought Mingyang was deliberately doing this to attract her attention because he didn't want to stay in the Marquis's mansion. It was originally Mingyu and Mingtong who provoked him first, but Mingyang was torturing them to death.

The events of the past few days made Mingyan realize that Mingyang could no longer stay in the Marquis's mansion. She didn't want to gain the attention of her biological mother; she simply wanted to torment everyone in the mansion to death.

It just so happens that Mingyang also prefers the family members in that household.

Since what happened back then was a mistake, we might as well just accept it.

"Go back to your original home," Mingyan said wearily.

"No, no, no, Mother, having witnessed the splendor and wealth of the Marquis's mansion, I don't want to leave."

Mingyan's forehead veins were bulging, and he truly understood the feeling of "it's easy to invite a god, but hard to send him away."

"What exactly do you want?" Mingyan said through gritted teeth.

She regretted bringing Mingyang back; he wasn't a daughter at all, he was a demon.

He's inherently rebellious.

Now that she is favored by His Majesty the Emperor, even if she is the Marquis of Jing'an, she cannot do anything to Ming Er.

Sometimes she wondered if she had brought Mingyang back when she was still a peasant girl and had her receive the Marquis's family's education, would her personality be different?

Mingyan's mind is in a mess right now.

“Mother, you should be asking me that question. You brought me back, and now you want to send me away again. How can you be so heartless? You abandoned me once, and now you want to abandon me a second time.”

Mingyan looked at her and said, "Don't pretend, and don't give me that nonsense. Tell me what you really want?"

Mingyang shook his head. "I'm not pretending. I think the Jing'an Marquis's residence is great, and I really like it here. By the way, if a single hair in my family goes missing in the capital, I'll hold you all responsible."

Watching Mingyang's departing figure, Mingyan closed his eyes in despair.

It was a mistake, a real mistake.

Perhaps she should have stubbornly refused to acknowledge Mingyang; if she hadn't acknowledged him, this wouldn't have happened.

Mingyang looked at Mingxi standing there and smiled, "Did you hear what I just said, dear sister?"

“It seems you value your family a lot,” Mingxi said.

Mingyang nodded and walked over. She was a little taller than Mingxi. She just looked at her and said, "If anyone dares to touch them, I will risk my last breath to skin them alive and break their bones, making them wish they were dead."

Mingxi took a step back, angrily saying, "You're a madman."

Mingyang just smiled. "I was perfectly fine, but you all insisted on bringing this madwoman back. Mingxi, you made a mistake. You wanted to use your more than ten years of upbringing in the Marquis's mansion to make your own daughter, who grew up in the countryside, look worthless. Your idea is good. What I'm doing now makes my mother hate me. Are you satisfied?"

Seeing Mingxi's shocked expression, Ming Er smiled and then turned to leave.

What I just said was not meant to scare anyone.

The ninth female teacher said that although she did not pay much tuition or miscellaneous fees, she could still learn a variety of subjects.

He also taught her a lot about medicine.

Mingyang practiced a lot in his dreams.

Xiang Bei paid attention to Mingyang's dream about attending classes, but her attention was not comprehensive.

I just found out that the system actually gave Ming Er a medical lesson.

She grabbed the system and asked, "System, besides medical skills, what other random lessons did you teach Ming Er?"

"It's just a bunch of random stuff... No, no, no, host, I have to correct you on one point. How can this be called a random course? It's clearly called a survival skills course."

Xiang Bei's slap landed next to the system.

The system immediately became obedient, "Anyway, I'll teach Ming Er anything that interests me, as long as I can."

"They even taught you anatomy?"

The system chuckled, "Actually, there was dissection in ancient times too. I taught it a little bit, just a tiny bit."

Xiang Bei was surprised; Ming Er's knowledge base was even greater than she had imagined.

On his way back, Ming Er saw Ji Yun walking over in a hurry.

The other party clearly knew Ming Er's identity and had a previous unpleasant experience with her, so Ji Yun didn't give her a friendly look when she saw her.

"Throw it out," Ming Er ordered the butler standing to the side.

The steward was also quite intimidated by Ming Er, but he still had to bite the bullet and say, "Young Master Ji is Mingxi's fiancé and has always been free to come and go in the mansion."

"Really? Then who gave him permission to give me attitude at the Marquis's residence?"

Ming Er looked at Ji Yun, then at the book in his hand. It was not a book like "Male Virtue" or "Male Instructions" that ordinary men would read.

The voice came again, saying that she should be Ji Yun's rightful wife and that she should show more concern for Ji Yun.

"Is this your book?"

Ji Yun hugged the book in her arms tighter and looked at Ming Er warily, "What's it to you?"

"Throw it out!" Ming Er said to the butler.

"You dare!" Ji Yun said stubbornly, her neck stiff.

Unfortunately, Ming Er wasn't buying it. Why was she being nice to Ji Yun? The two were complete strangers, and the fact that she hadn't just knocked him unconscious and left him in the street was already an act of kindness on her part.

The steward had no choice but to call a few old women to escort Ji Yun out.

Xiang Bei could tell that Ming Er had absolutely no interest in the male lead right now.

The system felt that Ming Er was still that kind child, and it was heartbreaking that such a child was still being forced to follow the plot by the world's consciousness.

"Ming Er, you absolutely mustn't listen to those things in your head, or you'll be finished." The system cried, holding a small handkerchief.

Xiang Bei was exasperated. "Shut up! Keep watching."

The Jing'an Marquis's residence has been quiet lately, and Ming Er has enjoyed a few peaceful days.

When Mingyu saw her, it was as if she had seen some kind of demon. She walked close to the wall and then ran away as fast as she could.

Mingtong is still lying in her yard recovering from her injury, and it won't be healed anytime soon.

As for Mingxi, I saw him every day, since he had to attend court.

Mingyan tried to talk to Minger several times, but Minger ignored her. Annoyed by her constant harassment, he suggested they have a sparring match at the training ground.

As long as Mingyan wins, Ming Er says he will listen to her.

Mingyan watched as Ming Er smashed the floor tiles to pieces with a single punch, not even responding to her words. If her body had taken such a punch, she certainly wouldn't have survived.

Never mind, it's not an important matter anyway.

Mingyan thought to himself, "If Ming'er wants to stay at home, then let him stay."

Just then, His Majesty the Emperor sent the Third Princess and Ming Er to Jiangnan to investigate a case, and Ming Er took the opportunity to accept the task.

Before leaving, I went to see my family again.

Ever since Ming Er went to the Marquis's mansion, Ming Sheng no longer enjoyed his retirement at the Zhuangyuan Mansion. Instead, he took over a small shop with his family and started doing business again.

Mingsheng was busy with his family when he turned his head and saw Ming'er. He didn't pay much attention to him at first, and turned his head back after a glance.

It took Ming Sheng a while to realize that the person standing there was Ming Er. His eyes immediately reddened, and he quickly walked towards Ming Er.

"Why have you lost weight? Are they... not treating you well?"

Ming Er smiled and shook his head, "I've been so busy lately that I've lost weight."

Ming Sheng didn't speak, but Ming Zhuo, being an official himself, had heard some rumors.

“Grandfather, I have important business to attend to and will be leaving the capital for a while. If you encounter any problems, take this jade pendant to the Third Princess’s residence for help. Someone will assist you.”

This matter had naturally been approved by His Majesty the Emperor.

Ming Sheng looked at the jade pendant that had been handed to him, but didn't dare to ask what it was for. He quickly went back and prepared some dry food to send Ming Er on his way.

Besides the remedies given by the gods, they also figured out some on their own.

"This is dried meat made by your second aunt's husband. It tastes very good. I was thinking of sending you some to try on the way."

The rest of the family were watching from behind.

Ming Er turned around several times, telling Ming Sheng to go back and not to see him off.