Yun Yiyi was unwilling to give up. Thinking of what had just happened, she smiled and said:

“I just came from my mother’s place. My sister and mother were having a pleasant chat. Why don’t I take the prince to my sister’s room? My sister said she’ll go back to her room later, saying she’s going to destroy something.”

Mo Beichen had a question in his mind: destroy things?

Seeing Mo Beichen's expression darken, Yun Yiyi was secretly delighted. "Your Highness hasn't been to my sister's boudoir yet, has he? Yiyi will lead the way for Your Highness."

Mo Beichen figured he had nowhere else to go, so he decided to wait for Luo Luo in her room.

Upon arriving at Yun Qingluo's courtyard, Yun Yiyi simply stood at the entrance and said aggrievedly, "My sister doesn't like me entering her courtyard, so I won't go in. Your Highness, please go in and wait for my sister."

Mo Beichen didn't even glance at Yun Yiyi, and gestured for Mo Feng to push him inside.

As Yun Yiyi watched Mo Beichen's retreating figure, a surge of hatred welled up within her. "You bitch, let's see what you do this time!"

After entering Yun Qingluo's boudoir, Mo Beichen sighed inwardly, thinking that he would never be qualified to step into her room in this lifetime.

However, a stack of letters on the table inexplicably irritated Mo Beichen. When he saw the words "To Brother Li" and "To be opened by Brother Li," Mo Beichen's face darkened.

Is this what she's so eager to destroy?

Mo Beichen's eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light, and his entire aura seemed to have diminished considerably.

His hand involuntarily opened the letter, and upon seeing the familiar handwriting, Mo Beichen felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Mo Beichen glanced at the contents of the letter, his eyes bloodshot, his whole body icy cold, which Mo Feng could feel even outside the door.

Why is Your Highness angry again?

Yun Qingluo rushed over from outside, having heard from Yun Tao that Yun Yiyi had taken Mo Beichen to her boudoir.

Yun Yiyi's presence was never a good sign, so Yun Qingluo rushed over.

Judging from Mo Feng's dark face, something must have happened.

Yun Qingluo pushed open the door and saw Mo Beichen sitting in a wheelchair, his face gloomy as he held a letter.

stationery?

Yun Qingluo's heart skipped a beat. She slowly walked over, picked up the letter, glanced at the embarrassing love poem on it, and frowned.

Yun Qingluo didn't rush to explain. Instead, she looked at Mo Beichen and asked, "Does Your Highness think I wrote this letter?"

Mo Beichen raised his eyes, and the coldness in them stung Yun Qingluo.

He didn't believe her.

Yun Qingluo took a breath, intending to explain, when she heard Mo Beichen slowly say, "No."

Um?

Yun Qingluo was stunned.

“Your brushstrokes flow smoothly like clouds and water. This writing is inferior to yours, and you wouldn’t write this kind of content,” Mo Beichen said coldly but with certainty.

Even if Luo Luo loved someone deeply, she wouldn't write something so vulgar and offensive.

The thought of Luo Luo and Mo Beili exchanging letters made his heart ache terribly.

Yun Qingluo felt a warm glow in her heart; it felt wonderful to be trusted without reservation.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard hurried sounds outside the door.

"I did hear the prince and my sister arguing just now. Father, Mother, please don't blame my sister. She just..."

Yun Qingluo raised an eyebrow; so this was where she was waiting.

She wanted to make Mo Beichen misunderstand that she still had feelings for Mo Beili, so she stirred up trouble between them. She even brought her parents along, hoping to make her argue with her family again and alienate her from her family.

That's quite a clever scheme.

Yun Qingluo opened the door. "I don't understand what my sister is saying. The prince and I were wondering who put such vulgar and disgusting things in my room."

"Wh-what, sister, you, Your Highness, you..." Yun Yiyi saw Yun Qingluo pushing Mo Beichen out the door, and the two of them looked calm, without arguing.

how so?

"Sister, wasn't that letter written by you? Why won't you admit it?" Yun Yiyi's tone was accusatory.

"I only said something vulgar and disgusting, how did you know it was a letter?" Yun Qingluo said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Yun's father and mother also looked at Yun Yiyi. Yes, how did she know?

"I... I was just guessing. Sister, please explain what happened clearly." Yun Yiyi hurriedly changed the subject.

"What's there to explain? I didn't write this." Yun Qingluo raised an eyebrow at Yun Yiyi.

"How could that be? Since it was found in my sister's room, does my sister not dare to admit it?" Yun Yiyi persisted.

"Ah Chen, did I write that letter?" Yun Qingluo walked to Mo Beichen's side and asked in confusion.

Mo Beichen shook his head. "No, but even father-in-law should take a good look at this kind of vulgar stuff."

Mo Feng took out the letters from inside the house and handed them to Yun's parents.

After reading it, the two men's expressions changed drastically.

"Your Highness, please forgive me. I will definitely investigate the truth. I am sorry that Your Highness has made me laugh today." Yun's father apologized to Mo Beichen, and then glared at Yun Yiyi.

Anyone with eyes could see what was going on, but no one expected that this girl was so cunning; they had never noticed her before.

Yun Yiyi felt a little panicked when she saw that things were getting out of control.

That shouldn't be the case. They should already be arguing by now. If she tries to comfort the prince and gain his favor, her parents will hate her.

how so?

Yes, she didn't make a scene? Why? Could it be that she's really fallen for the Regent?

No, the prince is hers, he is hers, Yun Yiyi concealed the madness and ruthlessness in her eyes.

Looking up, she said with relief, "I also felt it wasn't my sister. How could my sister write such words? It's good that the misunderstanding has been cleared up. I was making a fuss over nothing."

After saying that, fearing that it would be brought up again, she took two steps forward and said to Yun Qingluo, "The Third Princess is holding a plum blossom appreciation banquet in a couple of days. She specifically told me to tell you when you return home, and ask if you and I could attend together?"

Looking at Yun Yiyi's superb acting skills, Yun Qingluo admitted that she was not as good as her.

It's such a pity that he didn't become an actor.

"I've just gotten married and am still newlyweds, so I won't go out and join the fun." Yun Qingluo wanted to prepare medicinal herbs for Mo Beichen and didn't really want to go out.

Yun Yiyi added, "The Third Princess misses her sister very much. If we can't invite her, she'll blame me."

Using her princess status to pressure her?

Seeing Yun Yiyi's troubled expression, Yunmu said softly to Yun Qingluo, "Luoluo, just take this as a way to clear your mind. I heard that the plum blossoms in the Third Princess's plum garden are blooming exceptionally well this year. You might as well go and take a look."

“Alright, I’ll go then. But Father, if something like this appears in my room and isn’t dealt with properly, I’ll never be able to explain myself properly later.” Yun Qingluo readily agreed and steered the conversation back on track.

If you dare to frame her, you must learn to bear the consequences.

Yun Yiyi felt a pang of panic. She had already changed the subject, so why was this bitch bringing it up again?

“The handwriting looks like Yiyi’s.” Yun Ziheng suddenly appeared, picked up a letter, and read it through.