Chapter 43 No wonder Jing Siye doesn't like it
"Really?" Zhu Wenqin asked back, a little bit unbelieving her ears.
"Yes." Jing Siye nodded solemnly.
Zhu Wenqin's eyes were as bright as stars as she thought of the boast she had made in front of her mother. Now her dream was about to come true.
[Why don’t we take this opportunity to talk to him about his uncle? 】
Thinking of this, Zhu Wenqin straightened his chest and asked tentatively:
"Your Highness, are you trying to tease Qin Er by saying this on purpose?"
Jing Siye: "How could that be? How about Qin'er make a request and give it a try."
Zhu Wenqin was delighted, hesitated for a while, and then mustered up the courage to say:
"Then, Your Majesty, can you help my uncle find out the truth? My uncle must have been wrongly accused."
"Okay." Jing Siye didn't hesitate at all.
Zhu Wenqin didn't expect him to answer so straightforwardly, and couldn't help but ask again: "Prince, are you kidding?"
Jing Siye smiled and said, "Of course."
Zhu Wenqin's curiosity grew, and she couldn't help but ask:
"So, does the prince have any plans?"
Jing Siye gently stroked his head and said softly, "Qin'er, just eat well and sleep well every day. I will take care of General Li's affairs."
Zhu Wenqin's chest heaved violently, he took a deep breath excitedly, his eyes instantly moistened, and those unbearable past events flooded into his mind like a tide.
Back then, when the news of my uncle's investigation reached the Zhu family like a bolt from the blue, Mr. Zhu's reaction was chilling.
He was afraid that this incident would implicate the Zhu family, so without any hesitation, he ruthlessly drove his mother and himself, the "sickly" one, out.
I still remember the day I left. The undisguised pride on Er Niang's face and the contempt in her son Zhu Wenshi's eyes were like a sharp knife piercing Zhu Wenqin's heart.
Under the constant instigation of Er Niang, Master Zhu was so heartless that he didn't even allow them to take away a single penny of silver.
Zhu Wenqin and her mother had no choice but to go back to her grandfather's home in Beijing. Although her grandparents had passed away early, at least they had a sheltered place in the general's mansion.
Along the way, Zhu's mother had to pawn her jewelry to barely maintain the most basic expenses.
At that time, every penny seemed extremely precious, and they were reluctant to spend even on hotel rooms.
When night falls, the mother and son can only look for a place to take shelter, which is either a dark and dilapidated temple or a ramshackle house.
Those places were dark, damp, and infested with rats and insects. Zhu Wenqin was often frightened awake from her sleep.
For Zhu Wenqin, those two months were extremely miserable and were the darkest time in his life.
But who would have thought that when he arrived in the capital, his uncle's mansion was also sealed, and the young master, who had always been spoiled, became a wanderer.
Now, by chance, he entered Zhaonan Mansion and met the prince. Fortunately, he was favored by the prince. Zhu Wenqin thought:
[He finally has someone to back him up, and no longer has to act according to the opinions of those people.]
[No need to endure their bullying and contempt anymore.] 】
Thinking of this, Zhu Wenqin could no longer suppress her emotions. Her nose felt sore and she couldn't help but start sobbing.
Jing Siye knew why Zhu Wenqin was crying, and he couldn't help but clasped his arms again.
"Qin'er, don't cry. Once General Li's affairs are dealt with, I will take you back to the Zhu family."
Zhu Wenqin looked at him with tears in her eyes and nodded heavily.
"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty."
"Then Qin'er, drink some porridge to fill your stomach first." After Jing Siye said this, he carefully fed Zhu Wenqin the porridge.
Then, he put him on the bed and tucked him in.
"Qin'er, have a good sleep for a while. I have something to go out for."
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In the palace, Wang Zhiyan was left alone in a side hall by the Queen. This was a great honor for others, but a great embarrassment for this woman. Especially when she learned that Jing Siye had rushed back to the palace alone last night, she was almost angry to the point of vomiting blood.
Wang Zhiyan's anger was burning in her heart, but she couldn't vent it in the palace.
At this time, the maid Mei Xue walked forward cautiously and prepared to help her comb her hair.
Mei Xue felt uneasy, knowing that her young lady was in a bad mood today, but she accidentally pulled Wang Zhiyan's hair with the comb in her hand, and her movement was a little too heavy.
This was like lighting a powder keg. Wang Zhiyan instantly flew into a rage. She turned her head sharply and slapped Mei Xue several times, cursing:
"Useless thing, you are so clumsy even combing your hair. How dare you laugh at me?"
Mei Xue was so frightened that her face turned pale, her legs softened, and she quickly knelt down with a plop, saying in a crying voice:
"I dare not. I really did not mean it. Please forgive me, young lady."
Wang Zhiyan was not willing to listen to her explanation. Instead, her anger grew stronger and stronger. She raised her foot and fiercely kicked Mei Xue, knocking her to the ground. She said viciously:
"I think you are very bold. One day you might be bribed by that bitch to deliberately annoy me."
Mei Xue lay on the ground, kowtowed and confessed her guilt, tears welling up in her eyes, and she dared not argue any further.
All of this happened to be heard outside the door by Prince Jing Sixuan who had just arrived.
He secretly complained: "No wonder Jing Siye doesn't like such a woman."
After the noise inside died down a little, the prince asked the servant outside the door to go in and report.
When Wang Zhiyan heard that the prince was coming, she was so frightened that she didn't know what to do. She hurriedly called Mei Xue to the ground, and when she saw her swollen lips, she told her to go back in disgust.
He tidied himself up in front of the mirror before opening the door to greet people.
When Jing Sixuan came in, Wang Zhiyan quickly knelt down and saluted respectfully:
"This commoner greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
When Jing Sixuan entered the room, he still had some contempt for Wang Zhiyan's behavior, but when he saw her bowing, he quickly put away that emotion, put on a gentle smile, and said in a gentle voice:
"Miss Wang, please stand up."
Wang Zhiyan felt relieved when she heard the prince's words. After thanking him, she slowly raised her head and looked at the prince inadvertently.
Seeing this, her heart couldn't help but move slightly. The prince in front of him was elegant and dignified, and his every move exuded an innate aura of nobility.
Wang Zhiyan secretly compared the two in her heart and felt that the prince's appearance and temperament were comparable to Jing Siye.
One of them is the future crown prince, who has the majesty and confidence to control the world; the other is a mysterious and cold prince, but he also has remarkable charm.
Such a thought flashed through her mind, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she was a little dazed for a moment.
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