Half a quarter of an hour later, the eighth prince and the ninth prince explained the matter in half a sentence, as if they were performing a crosstalk.

It turned out that An Jieyu was admiring the plum blossoms in the plum garden of the imperial palace yesterday evening.

She could just enjoy the plum blossoms, but she had to speak ill of the Eighth and Ninth Princes and Concubine Li. (Mother of the Eighth and Ninth Princes)

They said that they were little tyrants, born by a mother but not raised by her. When they return from their study tour, they will definitely cause chaos in the palace, making everyone uneasy.

They also said that when Concubine Li was alive, she relied on her beauty to seduce the master, but unfortunately she died young...

At that time, the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince were in the Plum Garden.

After hearing what An Jieyu said, the two of them rushed out and knocked the man down and beat him up.

If the palace maids and eunuchs had not pulled the people apart in time, An Jieyu would probably not have been able to walk up to Prince Yan to complain.

However, the two little bullies would not give up and threatened that if Concubine An did not let them vent their anger, they would go to His Majesty and complain!

The Empress is the biological mother of all the princes. When Concubine An said that the Eighth and Ninth Princes were born but not raised by their mothers, she was actually saying that the Empress did not teach them well.

An Jieyu knew that if these words got to the ears of His Majesty, she would be in trouble.

So, she asked the Eighth and Ninth Princes what she needed to do to make them give up.

The eighth prince and the ninth prince said they wanted to paint two toads on her face, and An Jieyu agreed.

Unexpectedly, they asked An Jieyu to close her eyes, one of them drew a toad in front of her, and the other one used scissors to cut An Jieyu's hair into pieces from behind.

By the time An Jieyu discovered it, her long hair had turned into a mushroom-like shape that had been gnawed by a dog.

She probably didn't complain yesterday because she felt she was in the wrong. She came to complain today because she was so angry that she felt the Eighth and Ninth Princes had no evidence. As long as she denied it, His Majesty couldn't do anything to her.

The Eighth Prince said angrily: "That woman is not trustworthy. We didn't complain to our father, but she complained to my third brother."

"She should have cut all her hair off!"

"Write the word 'ugly' on her forehead!"

Prince Yan glared at the two of them and said, "As for Concubine An's matter, I won't beat you up because it happened for a reason."

"Thank you, Third Brother!" The two of them smiled and thanked in unison.

"But you have to copy the Book of Rites for me. If you don't finish it within three days, I will beat you."

"Ah..." The two felt hopeless.

"What? Even if An Jieyu did something wrong, she is still my father's concubine and a woman. If you hit her and she says you offended her, you will be in trouble!"

"Eh~" The Ninth Prince made a sound of disgust.

The Eighth Prince added: "She is so ugly."

"We just don't like her." They said in unison.

King Yan: “…”

Prince Yan raised his hand and rubbed his aching temple. When will these two brats stop him from worrying about anything?

The system burst out laughing, [I really can't bear it anymore, the way these twins talk is so funny.]

[Yes, it's just like a crosstalk. You say, do twins have telepathy? Otherwise, how can they work together so well? ]

[I want to know too, host, just ask them. ]

Hearing their conversation, the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince glanced at each other without leaving any trace.

Are we in sync? I think so.

They only need to look at each other to know what the other person wants to do or say.

Sometimes they can understand each other's thoughts without even eye contact or words.

Honestly, it's pretty amazing.

But there is also a downside, that is, their thoughts can be seen through by each other, and they have almost no secrets of their own.

King Yan raised his eyelids and glanced at the two of them. He had once asked them about telepathy, but they couldn't explain the reason and only replied with "I just know it".

Jiang Yueyang hesitated for a moment and then said: "Forget it. These two people look like devils who are fearless and utterly incompetent. It's better for me to stay away from them."

King Yan coughed lightly, "What are you two still standing there for? Is copying the Book of Rites once not enough? Do you want to copy it twice? Or are you waiting for me to send you back?"

"Enough, enough." The Ninth Prince pushed the Eighth Prince out.

The Eighth Prince smiled flatteringly, "We can go back by ourselves."

Afterwards, the two of them quickly fled the library.

Perhaps seeing them leave, the officials who had been avoiding them just now came in one after another from outside.

King Yan asked, "Jiang Yueyang, what are you doing in the library?"

"Kong Jiji asked me to find some books."

"What book?"

Jiang Yueyang handed him the list of books.

King Yan took the list and took a look at it. He was slightly surprised and asked, "So many. How many did you find?"

Jiang Yueyang raised her chin towards the table.

King Yan turned his head and saw several books piled up on the table. "You found quite a lot."

He turned around and asked, "Do you need help?"

"No need, I will be able to find them all soon."

After saying that, Jiang Yueyang took the list of books from his hand and walked towards the rows of bookshelves.

After knowing that it was not a ghost, she was not afraid at all now.

The King of Yan slowly followed her and looked at her holding the list of books and asking the system where the Book of the Later Han was.

King Yan burst out laughing. It turned out that she was able to find the book so quickly because of Xiaogua's help!

Jiang Yueyang moved according to the instructions of the system, occasionally pretending to search.

Before long, she reached the place where the Book of the Later Han was, but the book was placed a little high, and she couldn't reach it even if she jumped.

King Yan walked over and helped her take it down, "Jiang Yueyang, I think you need help."

"I can do it myself."

King Yan raised his eyebrows, "Is this okay?"

"Just move a stool."

"You mean the stool is better than me?"

"That's not what I meant..." Jiang Yueyang's eyes rolled, "Your Highness, don't you need to give an explanation to the Concubine?"

"Let her cry."

Jiang Yueyang: "..."

Seeing that Prince Yan was determined to help, Jiang Yueyang sighed helplessly, "Thank you, Your Highness."

On the other side, in An Jieyu's Shaohua Palace.

An Jieyu looked at herself in the mirror with a gloomy face. After a moment of silence, she suddenly swept the things on the dressing table to the ground.

She said fiercely, "Someone, bring Meng Dong to me."

Soon, Meng Dong, whom An Jieyu mentioned, was brought over. She was a palace maid in her thirties.

As soon as Meng Dong saw An Jieyu, he trembled with fear and knelt on the ground, kowtowed continuously.

She made an ah ah sound and looked like a mute.

"Cut all her hair for me!"