Chapter 741 Don't Cut the Hair of the Man on the Roadside (6)

The old lady believed she had done right by her granddaughter, whom she had personally raised, but she had seen through her true nature three years ago.

At that time, the old lady caught a cold and asked the imperial physician to treat her. She drank bowl after bowl of medicine, but she still coughed all day long and had a high fever. She did not get better for several days in a row, and Ning Yao took care of her day and night.

It wasn't until the seventh day that the old lady's illness improved and she stopped coughing.

Once the coughing stopped, the old lady was able to get a good night's sleep.

Half asleep and half awake, I overheard Ning Yao talking to her maid, “Miss has lost weight from exhaustion these past few days. In my opinion, with servants to take care of you, Miss doesn’t need to do everything herself.”

“What do you know? In this mansion, my only support is my grandmother. I only hope that my grandmother can live to be a hundred years old.”

The old lady was overjoyed; she hadn't raised this granddaughter in vain.

"If the old lady knew how filial you are, she would treat you even better."

To her surprise, Ning Yao scoffed, "Do you really think Grandmother is good to me?"

The maid noticed that her mistress's tone was off, and quickly added, "The old lady still has some genuine feelings for you, Miss."

"Ha, if he truly cared for me, he wouldn't have given me a pair of red gold and ruby ​​earrings and then a gold hairpin for Ning Yan the very next day, nor would he have made me a shimmering brocade dress and then a beautiful brocade satin dress for Ning Yan."

Little maid: ...Oh, this!

She remembered clearly that the pair of red gold and ruby ​​earrings were more expensive than the gold hairpin that the old lady gave to the second young lady!

Moreover, the shimmering brocade was chosen first by the young lady, while the embroidered satin was the one she had left over. However, the second young lady was prettier than the young lady, and when the two of them put on their clothes, the slightly cheaper embroidered satin actually looked better on the young lady...

"Since Miss is so dissatisfied with the old lady, why bother staying by her bedside every day?"

Ning Yao didn't know what she was thinking. She probably had been holding it in for too long and desperately needed to confide in someone. So, in the gauze-covered room, she spoke her mind.

"I don't trust anyone else to take care of me. What if that vixen gets evil and poisons my grandmother? Then I'll have no one to rely on. Besides, if my grandmother really dies, I'll have to observe mourning, and my marriage will be delayed..."

The old lady didn't hear a word that followed; she almost got sent away by her own granddaughter, whom she had raised with such care.

I never imagined that my carefully raised child would grow up to be like this.

So callous, so selfish!

Since then, the old lady has continued to speak her mind, but she has always watched her granddaughter's actions with a cold eye.

The more I looked, the more alarmed and distressed I became.

He harbors hatred towards his younger sister, has no regard for the family, takes his anger out on others whenever things don't go his way, and is extremely ruthless. He is also arrogant but incompetent. All these traits make him seem completely unlike someone from the Kang'an Marquis's family.

The only unreliable person from the Kang family before was her son, the current Kang Anbo, who had been a playboy for over ten years.

But being a playboy isn't a disease. He doesn't mess around with women, nor does he commit robbery or murder. He just doesn't do any proper work and squanders money. There are plenty of people like that in the capital. Apart from being called a good-for-nothing and having daughters from good families refuse to marry him because they think he's incompetent, he has no other problems.

Moreover, her son reformed after marrying his second wife and is now a favorite of the emperor, a high-ranking official of the third rank in charge of the western suburban camp.

She simply couldn't understand how a family like that could raise a child like Ning Yao.

Furthermore, the abduction of a child is such a serious matter, yet Ning Yao is covering up for the person who kidnapped her!

It took more than two hours from when she was kidnapped to when she returned. The journey itself took more than an hour, and what happened during that half hour or so will probably never be known to her granddaughter.

But one thing she knew was that the best outcome for her granddaughter was to marry someone from another place in the future.

In the capital, no family with similar social standing would be willing to marry her.

Even if she marries down, she'll only suffer mistreatment in the future, so it's better for her to marry far away.

At least we don't have to listen to these rumors and gossip in the capital.

Even if she doesn't want to, she has no choice but to obediently marry him.

The blisters on my feet are my own fault, I can't blame anyone else!

...

The Second Prince's Residence.

"Master, our people stationed at the Seventh Prince's residence have sent word that the Seventh Prince summoned his physician today. He couldn't find out the specifics of the injury, but he suspects the Seventh Prince is quite seriously injured."

The second prince put down his brush and stared intently at the painting on the table.

The painting depicted a mountain forest inhabited by a group of fierce tigers. Some were lying high on the rocks, some were standing among the branches of trees, some were hiding behind large rocks, and one was lying beside the tiger king.

He painted these tigers so vividly and realistically!

"Keep an eye on him. It's a pity we couldn't kill him last night. Otherwise, it would have been a waste if he had died. Who told him to be so audacious as to break into my study?"

You idiot, even if he had something important, he wouldn't keep it in the study. He's not stupid.

But the Second Prince never imagined that the Seventh Prince had come to leave something behind, not to look for something.

The eldest prince is sickly, while the second prince's maternal family is a great general stationed on the southern border, and his mother is deeply favored by the emperor. He is definitely a strong contender for the throne from the seventh prince.

The seventh prince then became the first to attack him.

Unfortunately, both of them were quite shrewd, but neither of them expected that someone who didn't play by the rules would appear halfway through and cut up the Seventh Prince.

In his previous life, the Seventh Prince had not achieved his goal either. However, he knew that the Second Prince's residence was heavily guarded, and none of the methods he had thought of were suitable. So he temporarily gave up on dealing with the Second Prince. Not long after, the Second Prince was tricked by the Third and Fourth Princes in a scheme and lost his qualification to compete for the throne.

However, the second prince, who was later granted the title of Prince, retaliated, and the third and fourth princes also lost their eligibility to compete.

However, because of Ning Yan's scissors, the Seventh Prince and the Second Prince became mortal enemies, so it's estimated that the Third Prince and the Fourth Prince will have virtually no chance to make a move.

"yes."

The servants left.

The Second Prince finally looked away from the painting. The Seventh Prince had been stabbed by the guards of the manor, but the injury should not be too serious, otherwise he would not have escaped the pursuit of so many people in the manor.

But such a commotion at the Seventh Prince's residence must have happened before he returned.

So, what is it?

...

Inside the ancestral hall, Ning Yao was kneeling on a prayer mat, copying the family rules over a desk.

At this time, she was unaware that her reputation was ruined. She only thought that once her father calmed down, she could ask her grandmother to plead for her, and then her father would let her go.

On the desk, Ning Yao's handwriting was neat and beautiful, clearly showing that she had practiced diligently, but that was about it.

"Chun'er, pour me a cup of hot tea."

Although it was already mid-March, the ancestral hall was still a bit cool, and a cup of hot tea could warm you up.

Chun'er quickly went to make hot tea. This time, with the young lady imprisoned, the atmosphere in the mansion was different.

The people from Lanxiang Courtyard are not even allowed to leave the manor. People who used to be on good terms with her no longer want to talk to her. She can't even get any information she wants.