As he spoke, he stretched out his hands, which trembled just right.
Long Yi saw Qiao Wanyou's red hands at a glance, his heart ached, and he quickly walked over and gently held them.
"Does it hurt?"
Wan Niang nodded, then hurriedly shook her head: "It doesn't hurt, I don't feel any pain."
The more she spoke like this, the more distressed Long Yi felt. After all, he couldn't say harsh words to his mother, so he just said, "Mother, you know Wanyou can't see, so why do you want her to make the bed?"
The concubine was furious: "Qiao, it is your duty as a daughter-in-law to visit your parents every morning and evening. How dare you tell him about this? Are you saying that I am bullying you?"
"My daughter-in-law doesn't dare." Wan Niang lowered her head, "I haven't told the prince about this."
"That's not what Wanyou said," Long Yi said. "Mother, I went to great lengths to invite Wanyou back. She's your daughter-in-law, and it's not wrong to ask her to visit you morning and night. But the problem is that Wanyou has difficulty seeing the eyes. Making the bed is a simple task, so I could have the servants do it. Why do you insist on doing this?"
The Toffee looked displeased.
I couldn't respond for a moment, so I just stopped talking.
Long Yi was not in a position to get angry with his mother, so he turned around and saw a figure behind the screen. He immediately shouted, "Who is it? Come out!"
Ling then walked out with her head lowered, and said politely, "Greetings, Your Majesty."
"Was it your idea?"
His voice was deep and filled with anger.
"It's not me." Ling flatly denied, raising her bandaged hands. "Your Highness, look, this is Wanyou's masterpiece. She asked me to serve her tea, and the tea scalded me."
"Do you think you can call her Wanyou?" Long Yi scolded, turning to look at Qiao Wanyou, "Did you ask Ling to serve tea?"
"Your Highness, yes," Qiao Wanyou said frankly, "This morning, the Concubine Dowager ordered me to serve tea, and the tea was boiling hot. I thought it might be a custom in the palace, so I followed her instructions. The tea was indeed hot, and it burned my hand."
Yan Funing said at the right moment, "Mother, Concubine Ling's hand is bandaged."
"Oh, maybe Concubine Ling's skin is delicate and needs to be bandaged." Qiao Wanyou smiled, "Unlike me, I've lived in the countryside for a long time, so my skin is thick and tough. Two burns are no big deal."
After saying that, he gently pulled his hand away.
"You still say it's okay?"
Long Yi felt distressed and held her hand in his palm again, blowing gently.
Yan Funing's eyes widened at this.
Yo hoo hoo, good thing.
It will definitely make Ling and the Concubine Dowager angry.
As expected, she saw that their faces all looked very sour.
Qiao Wanyou withdrew her hand. "Your Highness, please don't brag. Your Highness has put me in opposition to Concubine Ling. After all, she helped me hold the position of Princess for over a decade. I should be most grateful to her."
"Grateful?" Long Yi snorted, "Gratitude for what?"
As he spoke, he glanced away.
"Ling, you have to put yourself in the right place and always be aware of your identity!"
Ling quickly said, "I understand."
Long Yi turned to the Concubine Dowager and said, "Mother, let's cancel these morning and evening visits from now on. You find it annoying, and so do others. Why bother?"
If one person wants to get up early, a group of people will follow suit.
When we get together, we always talk about the same old things, which is very boring.
The concubine waved her hand: "Alright, alright, let's go, I'm tired too."
Everyone agreed.
Long Yi personally helped Qiao Wanyou out.
Yan Funing, Nanny Li and Caiyu followed behind.
After they were far away, Ling complained to the Concubine Dowager, "Look, Aunt, now the prince only has eyes for Qiao Wanyou."
"Alright, I'm tired today too." The Concubine sighed, "Don't you think about it? Qiao Wanyou gave birth to three children, and you only gave birth to one. The most important thing is that Qiao Wanyou gave birth to a Prime Minister."
"This..." Ling frowned.
"You should go back too and think about it carefully." The concubine ordered him to leave.
Ling had no choice but to say yes.
On the way to Mingzhu Garden, Long Yi supported Qiao Wanyou and walked slowly.
Yan Funing slowed down her pace and followed them not too far away.
It was indeed unexpected that Prince Jin came, but it was good that the matter was handled perfectly. From now on, my mother-in-law no longer has to go to the Concubine Dowager to pay her respects morning and evening.
When they returned to Mingzhu Garden, they met Fu Ciyi who had returned.
Fu Ciyi was unhappy with the situation that his mother was hugged by Long Yi.
He immediately pulled his mother over and said in a harsh tone, "What are you doing here?"
Long Yi gritted his teeth and said, "You better understand, this is my palace, you are my son, and your mother is my princess."
Why does it sound like his words are redundant?
After saying that, he snatched Qiao Wanyou's arm from his son and helped her into Mingzhu Garden.
Fu Ciyi looked at Yan Funing behind him: "What's going on?"
"It's a long story." Yan Funing said, "As soon as you left the house early in the morning, the people around the Concubine came over..."
She briefly talked about the so-called morning and evening visits throughout the day.
Hearing Fu Ciyi's angry face, he turned his gaze to Yan Funing and said, "Go back to your room first."
"Where are you going?" She held him back.
Fu Ciyi patted the back of her hand and said, "I'll go talk to him."
I can't let out any steam without saying a few words.
If you don't say a few words, you will suffer more in this palace in the future.
"Then take it easy." Yan Funing comforted softly.
"I know."
The couple then entered Mingzhu Garden.
One went towards the main courtyard, and the other went towards their own courtyard.
Fu Ciyi strode into the main courtyard.
Inside the room, Long Yi was ordering someone to call the palace doctor. Seeing him coming, he didn't give him a good look: "What do you want to say?"
"I don't want to say anything. I just want to tell King Jin that it was you who invited us back. How can you torture people with such trivial matters as morning and evening visits?"
"I've already taken care of the matter." Long Yi sneered, "So, you want to teach me how to do things?"
"I dare not." Fu Ciyi said again, "I would like to ask the King of Jin to control the women in his backyard."
"You bastard, do you believe I'll kick you out?"
"I've walked this path once before, more than a decade ago, so I'm not afraid to do it again." Fu Ciyi remained calm, his voice cold. "Prince Jin must know better than anyone who caused the fire."
Long Yi punched Fu Ciyi in the face. "Asshole!" He pointed at his nose angrily. "I gave birth to you. Killing you is as easy as killing an ant. Why would I bring a bastard like you back to the palace?"
"Ci Yi." Wan Niang fumbled, "Son, are you okay?"
"Mom, I'm fine." Fu Ciyi poked her cheek with his tongue. Although his cheek hurt, he didn't fight back. He just said, "I will return this punch sooner or later."
"Your Highness, please don't beat Ci Yi. He has been sensible since he was young and has suffered a lot with me." Wan Niang burst into tears.
"Get out!" Long Yi yelled.
Fu Ciyi left the main house.
As soon as he left the main house, he gestured towards the darkness.
A response came immediately.
People who don’t know the truth can’t hear it.
When they returned to their yard, Yan Funing saw that his face was red and blood was coming from the corner of his lips, and she felt very distressed.
"What happened? Was it Prince Jin who beat him?"
"He hit me, but I'm fine."
He reached out to touch the wound at the corner of his lip.
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