The prince has certain abilities to become the master of the Eastern Palace.
He learned the skill of reading people's expressions when he was a toddler.
Therefore, the moment Xie Yunyan walked in, he knew her purpose—to ask him to do something for her.
However, Xie Yunyan was a gentle and considerate person, and she pleased him more than all his concubines and imperial consorts combined. She even had some of Gu Shiyu's shadow, so he was naturally willing to satisfy Xie Yunyan's small request.
Thinking of Gu Shiyu, a trace of regret flashed across the prince's brows. He really liked that woman.
I thought that when Chen Daoyu returns to Beijing, I would ask him to bring Gu Shiyu with him.
The prince was still immersed in the memories of Gu Shiyu, and Xie Yunyan's words seemed to hit him hard.
His eyes widened. "What? Prime Minister Xie wants to kill your mother for a concubine? I remember your mother is the daughter of the previous old tutor, right?"
Xie Yunyan nodded while crying, "Yes! Prince, you must make the decision for us!"
The prince stroked his chin, his eyes full of contemplation.
Xie Xiang has always been a sophisticated and smooth person who puts his own interests above all else.
How could he be so impulsive that he wanted to kill the daughter of the former tutor just for a concubine?
This is outrageous, really outrageous!
The prince was gossipy and seemed to be disappointed with someone, so he hurriedly asked, "Tell me what's going on, please."
Xie Yunyan sniffed, "My aunt got pregnant and had a miscarriage, and she framed my mother..."
The prince didn't want to listen halfway through and nodded with a slightly bored look.
It was such a common practice, a common palace fighting tactic that even the Empress in the palace disdained to use, but it could actually deceive the wily Prime Minister Xie?
This is outrageous!
The prince rubbed his temple and said, "Don't cry, I'll go with you."
After all, he is his father-in-law, and will be the father-in-law of a country in the future. This kind of ugly thing of favoring a concubine and neglecting his wife must not be spread, so as not to cause the ridicule of the world.
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Prime Minister's Mansion.
The Prime Minister's wife has been locked up for a whole day without a drop of water.
Her dowry maid knelt outside the study, crying heartbreakingly, "Prime Minister, your wife has been with you for so many years, and the old tutor has been very kind to you, watching you grow from a poor scholar to the prime minister you are today. You must save your wife's life no matter what. Without her, how could you be who you are today..."
The prime minister was also a handsome young man when he was young, and his body is still as straight as a pine tree even after he is over forty years old.
The desire for power polluted his mind, turning him from an innocent scholar into the sophisticated prime minister he is today, but it did not take away his talent and the straight spine formed by years of study.
His eyes were filled with coldness, and he said calmly: "I saw with my own eyes that vicious woman push Xiao Tao into the river. Such a person deserves death! Come, drag that talkative old woman away and give her fifty lashes!"
After a while, a pig-slaughtering scream was heard outside the yard.
While howling, he cursed the prime minister for being a heartless and ungrateful person.
The prime minister said coldly: "Another fifty lashes."
The cursing outside the yard gradually stopped.
After finishing his official business, the prime minister stood up and walked through the yard with his hands behind his back. When he saw the blood all over the ground, he didn't even frown.
He came to Aunt An's yard and walked quietly to Aunt An's bed.
Aunt An had been lying in bed recuperating since her miscarriage. When she opened her eyes and saw that it was the prime minister, she immediately turned her head and faced away from him.
The Prime Minister sat in front of the bed, speaking in a cautious tone.
"Xiao Tao, after so many years, I have finally grown up to be able to stand on my own. I don't have to be afraid of the power of the old man Taifu. I can avenge your parents. Please forgive me, and we can live a good life..."
Aunt An still held her neck stiff, her eyes expressionless and full of coldness.
The Prime Minister was still chattering on the side, "I know you have resentment towards me, but all these years, I still brought you into the mansion as a concubine and took good care of your two brothers. As for Xie Ling's matter, it was my fault, but I had no choice."
Aunt An sneered, and finally couldn't help but speak, tearing apart the prime minister's hypocritical mask.
"I beat a man into a cripple, gave him a pair of crutches, and told him that I was his benefactor. The prime minister is very calculating!"
Looking at the fluttering curtains, Aunt An recalled the scene when she was fifteen years old.
She and Xie Boyuan can be considered childhood sweethearts.
Xie Boyuan was an orphan who lived next door to her.
He has no father or mother, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he was raised by Aunt An's parents and brother and sister-in-law.
When Xie Boyuan came of age, his father and mother, as well as his elder brother and sister-in-law, sold the family's only cow and collected ten taels of silver to send him to Beijing to take the imperial examination.
What everyone was thinking was that, regardless of whether he passed the exam or not, he had at least fulfilled his dream of becoming the top scholar.
Before leaving, Xie Boyuan told Aunt An that he would come back to marry her after passing the imperial examination.
Aunt An was just an ignorant country girl who didn't understand what love was. She only knew that he was handsome and kind to her, so she agreed.
Three years later, Xie Boyuan returned home in glory.
What Aunt An was waiting for was not a wedding of ten miles.
Instead, her father and brother were killed, and the blood flowed through the peach tree in front of the door and flowed all the way into the small river where she and Xie Boyuan used to fish and catch shrimp when they were children.
She will never forget Zhao Yuyao's superior face.
Zhao Yuyao was wearing silk and satin that Aunt An had never seen before, with her hair piled up in a bun and covered with pearls and jade. She said disdainfully, "Are you Brother Xie's childhood sweetheart? Oh, you are just a country woman. Do you know who I am? I am the daughter of the current imperial tutor. I can crush you to death with just one little finger."
Aunt An's eyes were red, her nails dug into her flesh, and she cried heartbreakingly, "If you want to kill me, then kill me. Why do you want to kill my father, mother, brother and sister-in-law? Why!"
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