Qing Yan needs to calm down. Transmigrating is one thing, but becoming an infant? Is this a joke? When she was three years old, she met a jade-carved little boy. Qing Yan's eyes immediately lit...
"Fourth sister-in-law..." Dong Eshi sighed with some emotion. Of all the wives, she was the one who had lived the most miserable life.
"Third sister-in-law, did Third Brother really hit you?" Qingyan dismissed all the servants before sitting down and asking Dong Eshi.
To be honest, she was shocked. The princes were all well-mannered and refined in public, and it was impossible to tell that they would have such bad habits.
Lady Dong'e was overcome with grief. She had been managing the household affairs for Yinzhi, but because of a concubine's two words of instigation, Yinzhi punched her.
She had once been determined to fight Qingyan, but after the incident, she had no one to talk to. If it weren't for the invitation sent to her by Lady Yingenjueluo, her miserable situation would remain unknown.
Lady Dong'e always asked her to help support the family. After Dong'e turned seventy, the future of her two sons, Ah Hun, rested on her shoulders.
"How can a man hit a woman!" Qingyan waved her little paws, very angry.
In the inner chamber, Yin couldn't help but chuckle upon hearing Qingyan's words; Xiao Guai hadn't changed after all.
"Little darling!" Yin Genjue Luo scolded.
The criticism at the banquet involved princes, and Emperor Kangxi was known for protecting his own sons, so he must have felt that the issue should be resolved privately.
"I know I was wrong, but first I need to apply medicine to Third Sister-in-law's injuries!" Qingyan sighed helplessly.
She turned and walked back to the inner chamber, glared at Yin, and left with the ointment in her hand.
Lady Dong'e was clever; she wore makeup, so most people wouldn't notice that her complexion wasn't good. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)