Chapter 293 New Deacon
Yuwen You looked at the raging fire behind him and finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He spat out a mouthful of blood in front of him and fainted.
The situation in the Prince's Mansion has changed, and everyone is in a panic.
The happiest person at this time was Zhou Jirou. She had taken revenge and was sitting quietly in her room. She heard the cry of "fire" in the yard and let out a terrifying laugh.
"You say I'm cruel, but I'm probably the cruelest one!" she laughed.
At this point, all those who harmed her child received the punishment they deserved. She was so happy.
She took out two jars of osmanthus wine given to her by Princess Cong from the wardrobe and drank by herself, feeling very happy.
From the moment Ji'er left, she was no longer the Crown Princess. She was just a mother whose child had died, a mother who wanted revenge.
There is not even a person capable of taking charge in the Prince's Mansion.
A concubine was locked up in the yard for several months and became crazy; two of the wives died, and the two who died were capable of taking on responsibilities. The remaining two were neither capable of taking on responsibilities.
Queen Xiahou Ying knew the situation in the Prince's Mansion. Although she was sad, she was still worried, so she went to the Prince's Mansion in person to check the situation.
Unexpectedly, everything was not as bad as she thought, but in good order.
It turned out that she had actually forgotten that there was a lady in the room, Xue Jiaer, to whom she had not yet paid her respects.
According to the manager, she is in charge of the affairs in the house now.
Xiahou Ying shook the prince's hand and looked at the people kneeling in the room.
"Originally, Fenghua Jun's medical skills are the best, but you are so stubborn that you can't let her see you." Xiahou Ying said in surprise.
Yu Wenyou didn't say anything. He would definitely not let Feng Aoqing treat him.
Xia Houying sighed helplessly, glanced at the people in the room, and said, "Let His Highness rest and go out to talk."
Everyone followed Xia Houying out of the room.
After leaving the room and entering the hall, her face changed and she threw the teacup in front of the two Ru ladies.
"You two, you can't manage things and serve your husband?" Xiahou Ying questioned the other two ladies.
She came without asking anyone outside to inform her and went straight into the room. She saw Xue Jiaer serving her.
The housekeeper also told the queen that Xue Jiaer was the one who took care of the Crown Prince, and she had hardly closed her eyes in the past few days.
After talking for a while, the two ladies came over after hearing the news.
"Your Highness, we also want to serve you, but His Highness doesn't like us and only wants Sister Jiaer."
"I just went to see, Jia'er was serving her perfectly. You guys couldn't do that. His Highness certainly doesn't like you, but you're still in your own courtyard, you deserve to die! Can't you even serve water or tea?!"
The two had nothing to say. After being driven out by Yuwen You several times, they simply stopped serving and only came to pay their respects.
"Go to the outer room and wait now. Until the prince goes to court, you are not allowed to leave that room. If you are no longer useful, take the divorce letter and go home!" Xiahou Ying shouted.
The two of them quickly retreated.
"Jiaer, please get up. I'm sorry to have wronged you. The prince has already mentioned to me that if nothing went wrong, the ceremony would have been held. Now we can only wait a little longer." Xiahou Ying looked her up and down.
She doesn't look like a daughter from a poor family. She has good looks and abilities.
Xue Jiaer calmly replied, "I will obey the Imperial Order. The most important thing right now is your Highness's health. Nothing else matters."
"This house is not small, maybe you can handle it?"
Xue Jiaer quickly replied, "Your Majesty, I dare not manage the household. I am only following the orders of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
She said that she was of humble status and hoped that the queen would send someone to take care of her so that she could better take care of the bedridden Yuwen You.
"The prince is picky and doesn't like these old women to get close to him. You just have to work hard and take on the responsibility first. When His Royal Highness the Prince gets better, we can pick someone to take care of him." Xiahou Ying originally brought people with her, but she decided to let Xue Jiaer give it a try.
If Zhou Jirou cannot recover, the mistress of this mansion will definitely have to be replaced, and it would be good to have a helper like this then.
"Yes." Xue Jiaer answered obediently.
After she went down, Xiahou Ying asked about the management. The housekeeper told her that Xue Jiaer originally had no status, but she used both kindness and force, and with Yuwen You's approval, she began to manage the household and everything was done properly.
"You are an old man, so please watch over it and make sure there are no more disturbances in this mansion." Xiahou Ying ordered.
She went to see Zhou Jirou again. She liked Zhou Jirou very much.
Shaking her hand, Xiahou Ying said gently, "Those two shameless people, if they want to kill them, then kill them. Can't they wait a few more days? At least until they give birth to the child. Look, they've made your husband seriously ill. Why did they do that?"
Zhou Jirou's face was slightly flushed. She drank a few glasses every night.
She smiled and said to Xia Houying, "I absolutely cannot let them give birth to the child, not even one of them. My son can't survive, and theirs can't survive either. I just want them to die with immense regret! I feel so relieved!"
Xiahou Ying had never seen her speak so boldly.
Unexpectedly, there were even bolder words next.
"Mother, sometimes I really admire you. Your beloved youngest son was murdered, yet you could still hold back and not kill him. It took you a full ten years to get your revenge."
Xiahou Yinglin raised his eyebrows.
"And it was Prince Yu who took revenge himself. What do you think he thinks of you, his mother? He should hate you too!"
Xiahou Ying was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he was powerless to refute.
She walked out of the room and told the steward, "The Crown Princess has gone insane. Lock the gate to this courtyard and don't allow anyone to enter or leave."
They all knew that the Crown Princess could not die. If she died, the Zhou family might fall under the control of the fifth brother.
Because as a minister, of course he would follow whoever has more power. If he had no marriage relationship with the prince, he would certainly not care.
There are countless people from the Zhou family who have entered the officialdom. There are people from the Zhou family in all six departments, and we really can't afford to offend them.
Therefore, the Crown Princess must be alive, even if she only has one breath left, even if she is imprisoned for the rest of her life, in order to preserve the relationship between the Crown Prince and the Zhou family.
Finally, the queen returned to the main hall and asked Xue Jiaer and the management about the truth about the things in the mansion.
The chief steward was present regarding Madam Chun, so he knew everything clearly, and it was consistent with what Xiahou Ying knew.
As for the matter of Madam Li, the butler was not at the scene at that time. He only arrived after the fire broke out, so he did not know about it.
Xue Jiaer silently had a little girl dragged up.
"My Queen, I wasn't in Madam Li's courtyard at the time, but before the fire started, I saw this little maid from Madam Li's courtyard trying to escape, so I detained her. She knew the truth."
"Have you asked?"
"I dare not. I want to wait until His Highness is better before taking any action."
Xue Jiaer retreated.
Xia Houying smiled. This is waiting for me! She knew I would come, and also knew that she couldn't get anything out of the prince, so she left her with someone who could know the details.
Xiahou Ying learned the whole story through this girl.
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