When the captain of the Imperial Guard heard Shen Yingying say that the servants did not have indentures, his face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
The captain of the Imperial Guard thought to himself: Damn it, I've been guarding nothing for nothing.
Why didn't you say so earlier that they weren't slaves?
If Shen Yingying knew that the captain of the Imperial Guard was cursing her, she would have given her an even more blunt reply: "Are you brainless? If you didn't investigate back then, who would you have gone to?"
The captain of the Imperial Guard said: If it weren't for you messing things up, would I have ever forgotten this?
Ultimately, the captain of the Imperial Guard checked the dozen or so servants to make sure they weren't carrying any contraband and then released them.
The place was deserted, and the Ministry of Justice accepted Shen Yingying and her second wife's family as they walked towards the Ministry of Justice.
At this moment, the onlookers on the street began to whisper among themselves.
"Look...the person is coming out..."
Is that the newlywed Princess Consort of the War King?
"She's so unlucky. She's being exiled just a few days after marrying into the royal family. How pitiful..."
What's the use of being pitiful? You'll still be exiled anyway.
Rumor has it: "I heard that this young princess is from the Prime Minister's household, a 'substitute bride'."
For whom?
"Of course, it's for Miss Shen Yuehe, the eldest daughter of the Left Prime Minister."
Didn't Shen Yuehe escape a disaster?
Indeed, this poor little princess is truly pitiful.
I heard that this princess was not having a good time in the Prime Minister's residence.
"This little princess is the only bloodline left by the late Left Chancellor's second wife."
With the second wife gone, leaving behind such a wretched person, you can easily imagine her life in the mansion.
"Sigh... If you ask me, this exile isn't necessarily a bad thing. At least you don't have to live at the mercy of your stepmother."
But how much suffering must one endure in exile?
"No matter how much suffering I endure, it's still better than living in constant fear in the mansion."
It's better to be exiled and live freely than to spend all your time in the mansion worrying about being plotted against.
"That's true..."
As Shen Yingying listened to the gossip about her on the street, she thought to herself: I am quite unrestrained, I wonder if people in the Prime Minister's mansion are just as unrestrained.
The atmosphere in the Prime Minister's residence was tense at this moment.
Because the Prime Minister's wife had something on him, Shen Wantong was ultimately unable to get rid of the man.
The Prime Minister's wife felt she had Shen Wantong under her control, and her initial desire to prepare for his burial began to stir again.
Shen Wantong felt disgusted, as if he had swallowed a dead fly.
(Who the hell wouldn't feel disgusted if they were cheated on and had to look at each other every day?)
He decided to find a way to kill Miss Liu quietly.
So he didn't even glance at the Prime Minister's wife, and went back to his study to secretly plan something.
But the Prime Minister's wife was unaware of what Shen Wantong was thinking, and was still smugly ordering her servants around.
At this time, Shen Yingying had already been imprisoned in the Ministry of Justice's jail.
The officials who brought Shen Yingying to the Ministry of Justice were handing over their duties.
"Hey...where are you planning to put me?"
Well... logically speaking, Shen Yingying and the others are serious offenders, and they should be detained in the inner room.
Before the officials could even arrange the rooms...
At this point, Shen Yingying started making a fuss.
I want to share a room with my husband. We are now husband and wife, and we should be together.
The Ministry of Justice officials, who hadn't finished handing over their duties, were already having a headache just looking at Shen Yingying. So they said to the people handling the handover, "Just do as she gets. Anyway, they're going to be exiled tomorrow, so it won't make a difference."
The person making the handover looked at the second wife's family, "And what about them?..."
Just find a random room and lock them up...
At this moment, the second wife thought to herself: Damn it, don't we have any human rights? Is this how you treat people?
If the officials knew what the second wife was thinking, they would have a serious talk with them.
What the hell do you want regarding human rights? No matter how he was exiled, he was still a member of the royal family. Who the hell are you?
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