Yan Jingzhi, who had been forced off the carriage, remained in a daze for a long time.
If Wen Zizhuo doesn't vie for the position of Crown Prince, then who can bring Wen Yichu down?
If no one pulls him down, how can she offer warmth and comfort? What is the point of her transmigrating into this book?
Yan Jingzhi stood blankly in front of the tightly closed gates of the underworld.
Rely on yourself?
Her head will probably fall off.
As Yan Jingzhi was thinking, she touched her neck somewhat awkwardly. Before she could think further, a "creak" sound disturbed her thoughts.
The mansion gates, which were originally tightly closed, were pushed open.
She subconsciously looked up and saw Yan Baihui standing behind the door with a dark face, and behind him stood several 'evil' servants.
Yan Jingzhi: ...
Something seems amiss?
"Why is Father here?" Yan Jingzhi didn't dare to move, even though she hadn't done anything wrong today.
Yan Bai replied, "Of course, I'll wait for you." He clapped his hands, his face expressionless.
Before Yan Jingzhi could react, the 'evil' servants rushed out from behind her, quickly approached, pulled her inside, and covered her mouth.
The gates of the mansion closed once again.
Yan Bai replied, "Take her to Xin Yue Pavilion and keep a close watch on her. If she escapes from the manor again, I will hold you all accountable."
Upon hearing this, Yan Jingzhi immediately began to sob, as if to protest.
However, these 'evil' servants were incredibly strong, and they didn't give her a chance to protest. They simply picked her up and started huffing and puffing as they walked towards Xin Yue Pavilion.
Yan Jingzhi felt utterly hopeless.
Oh no, is she going to be sent away again?
Before long, Yan Jingzhi, who had lost her freedom, felt regret and helplessness, but she still couldn't change the fact that she was thrown into the yard.
"Second Miss, please stay obediently in the courtyard and don't make things difficult for us servants."
Looking at the tightly closed courtyard gate and the courtyard without a single maid or servant, Yan Jingzhi finally couldn't hold back any longer and went back to her room, hugging her quilt and sobbing.
Is there no justice left in the world?
She's a time-traveling woman, so where did her protagonist halo go?
Novels are indeed all lies.
She wants to go home; let whoever wants to save the prince do so.
…*…
Meanwhile, Yan Baihui, who had been banished to the study, covered himself with a very thin quilt and let out a heavy sigh.
Ever since the Second Prince sent his student Shen Qingzhi's mother back home last time, His Majesty has always summoned him privately after court sessions.
And the content of the conversation...
It's a long story.
I still remember the most recent one.
"My dear minister, why am I so unlucky? My son, who was perfectly healthy, developed an eye problem and made such a fool of himself."
Wen Chuping pulled Yan Baihui to sit on the steps in the study and took another sip of wine. "Where am I supposed to put my face?"
"Your Majesty need not worry. Once the Second Prince is married, these rumors will be dispelled."
Yan Baihui also swallowed the wine in his glass: Is life miserable? Is life more miserable than his? He's been wearing a green hat for years.
The key issue is that he can't say anything yet, since in the entire Southern Lin, his daughter is the only one currently engaged to that Second Prince.
Coincidentally, the emperor in front of him clearly did not want to break off the engagement, and even came to see him several times for the same reason.
As for jokes?
Anyone who dares to laugh is definitely tired of living.
For example, not long ago, a minister who offered advice spoke frankly about the various crimes committed by the Second Prince and criticized His Majesty for punishing him too leniently.
His Majesty outwardly agreed with a smile, saying that the Second Prince's silver from the year after next could also be donated and distributed to the people of Nanlin.
As a result, that person was dismissed from his post and sent to another place that evening.
It can truly be said: "A memorial sent to the emperor in the morning, and by evening he was banished to Raogu, eight thousand li away!"
For a time, fearing they would be implicated, everyone in the court wisely kept silent and stopped interfering in the emperor's family affairs.
"But I heard that your daughter has also taken a fancy to a mistress?" Wen Chuping snorted coldly, then swallowed another mouthful of wine.
He's really something, he can't even keep his betrothed wife in check.
“Your Majesty, these are all baseless rumors,” Yan Baihui gritted his teeth, but ultimately did not expose them. “Your Majesty need not worry.”
Wen Chuping snorted lightly, then stood up. "If that's the case, then let's get their marriage arranged as soon as possible."
"To avoid any unforeseen complications."
He didn't want to make a fool of himself again.
Would Yan Baihui defy the imperial decree for Yan Jingzhi?
Of course not.
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