Imperial Capital 61: Mo Xiuyao's Injury

"Ari, be careful!"

Ye Li was lost in thought when she suddenly heard Mo Xiuyao's voice. She turned around and a sleeve arrow shot towards her. The dagger in Ye Li's hand slipped out of her hand instantly. A shadow moved in front of her and a figure threw her to the ground.

"Mo...Xiu Yao..." Ye Li called out hesitantly, raised her hand to support Mo Xiu Yao's back, and instantly felt the wetness.

Mo Xiuyao fell down beside her helplessly and smiled faintly: "It's okay..."

"My Lord!" A-Jin rushed over and helped Mo Xiuyao up. Mo Xiuyao frowned with a pale face and said, "I'm fine. Let's see if there are any survivors."

Ye Li sat up and looked forward. The person who had just shot the hidden arrow had fallen to the ground with her dagger stuck in his chest. And that person... was the one she had knocked unconscious before. He had woken up at some point. She couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart. After being away from the battlefield for too long, had she really forgotten what it meant to be vigilant? She actually left several people alive in such a fight. No... In fact, she didn't kill any of them except the last one. If these people woke up at some point... She couldn't help but shudder.

A slightly warm big hand covered her hand, and Mo Xiuyao looked at her and smiled faintly: "Ali, I'm fine."

Ye Li bit her lips lightly and said bitterly, "You're not alright after getting hurt? Then what does it mean to be alright?" After letting Ah Jin support Mo Xiu Yao, Ye Li stood up, retrieved her dagger, wiped it clean, and then ripped open his clothes to check the blood flowing out. The color was normal, so there should be no poison on the arrow. She was slightly relieved. Mo Xiu Yao whispered, "As long as you're not dead, you're alright."

Ye Li gritted her teeth and waved her hand to let A-Jian and the people around her take him back to Wu Yue Temple. Without her order, the secret guards had already flown away, probably to call a doctor.

When they returned to Wu Yue Temple, they found that the temple was not disturbed by assassins as Mo Xiuyao said. Wen Shi had been waiting for them at the door after receiving the news. When she saw them coming back, she hurried over to take them to the prepared guest room. Although Mo Xiuyao's injuries did not look serious now, Ye Li had just checked that the assassin's sleeve arrows were all barbed. One could imagine how bloody it would be when the arrows were taken out. Worried about scaring Wen Shi, Ye Li asked her to go back to her room to rest. Wen Shi looked at her and went to prepare food for them with a worried look on her face.

Mo Xiuyao sat on the bed, frowning from time to time because of the wound on his back. Ye Li asked worriedly, "Does it hurt? The doctor will be here soon." Mo Xiuyao smiled bitterly and said, "The doctor will just take out the arrow. Let A-Jian do it directly. He should be more skillful than those doctors." Ye Li frowned and looked at A-Jian sideways, "Can he take out the arrow? This sleeve arrow has a barb." If it is an ordinary arrow, and it didn't hit the vital point, just pull it out directly. But the arrow with a barb is very difficult to pull out. If you pull it out by force, I'm afraid it will tear off a large piece of flesh. A-Jian shook her head seriously.

Mo Xiuyao was helpless, "It would be much easier if we just shot it through."

Ye Li looked at him coldly and couldn't help but sneer, "It would be much easier if you shot it two inches further down."

"Ari...are you angry?" Mo Xiuyao sighed and looked at her gently as if the person with an arrow stuck in his back was not him.

"I!..." Ye Li lowered her head in annoyance, and calmed down for a long while before saying, "Sorry, I'm angry with myself." If she hadn't been careless and underestimated the enemy, if she hadn't been lost in thought, Mo Xiuyao wouldn't have been injured. After so many years of living a comfortable life, her vigilance had actually regressed to such a level. If it had been on the battlefield in the past, she, Ye Li, would have died seventeen or eighteen times.

The doctor really came very quickly, because he was carried here by the collar. This doctor was quite courageous. He was carried all the way to the ground and still walked forward to check Mo Xiuyao's injuries without changing his expression. After checking the wound, the doctor took the sleeve arrow brought back by Ye Li and looked at it for a long time before speaking: "Either I will use a knife to cut the wound and take out the arrow, or... I will insert it a little deeper and take it out from the chest. What do you think...?"

"The one at the back."

"Take it out from the front."

Ye Li and Mo Xiu Yao said in unison, and couldn't help but look at each other. Ye Li looked away as if nothing had happened, and asked, "Doctor, what do you think?" The doctor nodded with satisfaction, and said, "You two made a wise choice. It may seem painful to remove the arrow this way, but it only hurts for a moment. Using a knife to slowly cut the flesh will take time to heal, and it will take longer to heal."

"The doctor seems to be very good at treating this kind of arrow wound?" Ye Li asked as she supported Mo Xiuyao and watched the doctor making skillful preparations.

The doctor answered without even looking up: "I used to be a military doctor."

so it is.

Watching the doctor clean the tail of the arrow, then mercilessly grasping the tail and thrusting it forward. Mo Xiuyao's body tensed up instantly, one hand tightly grasping Ye Li's arm. Ye Li supported him without saying a word, watching the doctor put a strong belt around the arrow head with the inverted hook and pulled it outward. A stream of blood splashed out, and the entire sleeve arrow immediately left Mo Xiuyao's chest. The doctor took the strong liquor handed over to him and cleaned the wound for him, then applied medicine with skillful techniques and bandaged it with white cloth. He raised his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's okay, there's no injury to the vital parts or bones. Just change it once a day and take care of it."

Ye Li looked at the blood in the basin beside her, which had already turned red, and the blood-stained gauze on the ground, and asked, "Do you need anything to take? Something to replenish your blood?"

The doctor pouted his lips disdainfully and said, "Your Highness is still young, and he is in good health. Just take care of yourself. If the princess is really worried, you can make some Four Herbs Soup, Angelica Blood-Nourishing Soup, or Red Date Soup." Seeing the doctor leave a few external medicines and walk away with his medicine box, Ye Li felt a little embarrassed. How could she think that the soups the doctor mentioned were for women? "This doctor... has a personality."

Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly and said, "He is the special doctor in our mansion. He used to be the military doctor of the Black Cloud Cavalry."

Mo Xiuyao was injured, and Wen Shi wanted to leave the two of them in Wuyue Temple to recuperate until they were better before returning to the capital. However, Mo Xiuyao refused, and Ye Li did not object. Since those assassins dared to assassinate Mo Xiuyao brazenly near the capital, they would definitely not give up after failing once. Since Wen Shi had already made up her mind to ignore worldly affairs, their living here would only bring her unnecessary danger. When the secret guards sent by Ding Wangfu arrived, Mo Xiuyao left some of the secret guards to protect Wen Shi, and then took Ye Li back to the capital.

It was no small matter that Prince Dingguo was seriously injured near the capital, but Mo Xiuyao seemed to have ordered people to keep the news secret. After they returned to the capital, the dignitaries in the capital did not seem to know about Mo Xiuyao's injury. Anyway, Mo Xiuyao did not need to go to court every day like ordinary people, and he could just recuperate at home when he had nothing to do. But there was one thing that made the two of them helpless. As soon as they returned to the mansion, Nanny Sun sent Mo Xiuyao to Ye Li's courtyard on the grounds that the prince's injury needed personal care. Nanny Lin, Nanny Wei and Chief Steward Mo were naturally happy to see this happen, and excitedly ordered the servants to move Mo Xiuyao's things into the new house. He was so elated that he had completely forgotten that his master had just been stabbed and seriously injured.

Because everyone in the mansion worked together, Ye Li had to take on the task of changing Mo Xiuyao's dressings every day. Even though Ye Li was once a soldier who had experienced life and death, she still felt shocked when she saw the scars on Mo Xiuyao's body. There were only knife and sword wounds on his chest and back, as well as some other scars that made it difficult to connect this body with Mo Xiuyao's image of a gentle gentleman. Ye Li finally understood what Mo Xiuyao meant by "It's okay as long as you don't die." To be able to survive such a serious injury must have experienced an unimaginable escape from death. Every time she applied the medicine and saw the man in front of her smiling at her calmly, Ye Li couldn't help but feel a dull pain in her heart. However, she was not a person who liked to get entangled, and she quickly attributed such strange emotions to the fact that Mo Xiuyao was injured because of her, and quickly devoted herself to the process of making up for it and correcting it.

Ye Li rejected Mo Xiuyao's previous suggestion to hire a skilled swordsman for her. Instead, she devoted her time every day, except for handling the affairs of the mansion and taking care of Mo Xiuyao, to the secret martial arts training ground in the mansion. She trained her strength and speed very specifically. At the same time, she also practiced a certain internal skill recommended by Mo Xiuyao, but Ye Li knew that internal skills were not something that could be achieved overnight. As for the rumors that the internal skills could be trained to the strongest level to split mountains and rocks, Ye Li was puzzled: Why did she use her own hands to split mountains and rocks? If she could recover to her peak, she could break a person's bones with one punch without internal strength. What made Ye Li satisfied was that this body had great potential. In Mo Xiuyao's words, it was a good material for practicing martial arts.

Therefore, Ye Li spent most of her time in the martial arts training ground. She had modified the original martial arts training ground in the mansion. Since it was only used by her and Mo Xiuyao, Mo Xiuyao didn't care how she modified it or practiced. He would only go to the martial arts training ground to watch her training occasionally. On the contrary, A-Jian couldn't forget Ye Li's skills against the enemy after seeing her. Every time he followed Mo Xiuyao, he would blink his eyes and look at Ye Li and Qingshuang and Qingluan who were practicing with Ye Li. He almost asked the princess to accept him as a disciple.

Mo Xiuyao was also a military man, and at first he really didn't see how much benefit Ye Li's training had, but as time went by, he naturally figured out the trick. Seeing Ah Jin looking at the three slender figures in the martial arts training ground with a pitiful look, Mo Xiuyao couldn't help but plead for him. Ye Li just smiled and said, "I'm just doing recovery training now. The important thing is to train strength, speed and endurance. There's no secret. It's just that Ah Jin follows you every day and doesn't have that much time." The word "recovery" made Mo Xiuyao raise his eyebrows slightly, and he smiled faintly and said, "Ah Li, do you think you can fight against martial arts masters after this kind of training?"

Ye Li shrugged helplessly, took the towel handed over by Mo Xiuyao, wiped the sweat off her face and said, "Each has its own advantages and disadvantages. The important thing about my method is that it takes less time, and it does not require people's qualifications and understanding. Take the inner strength method you gave me, for example, without considering qualifications and understanding, even if I practice for ten hours a day, how long will it take me to achieve results?"

Mo Xiuyao was thinking, and Ye Li looked at him with a smile and said, "My training, although it can't train a martial arts master who can fly over eaves and walk on walls, can make a healthy person's physical condition reach the peak in a year at most. If there is targeted training in various skills... martial arts masters only have one life." Mo Xiuyao understood that there are many people with good bodies, but there are not many martial arts masters. So not everyone with a good body can become a master, and Ye Li obviously intends to find another way to bypass the internal strength martial arts and use force to make people become strong.

"Ali's idea is very unique. I look forward to Ali's result." Mo Xiuyao said with a smile.

"Thank you." Ye Li smiled. She didn't mind revealing something to Mo Xiuyao, because only Mo Xiuyao could provide her with what she needed.

In the whole mansion, the only two people who were dissatisfied with Ye Li's obsession with martial arts were Nanny Lin and Nanny Wei. Apparently, the two maids could not understand why the originally elegant and graceful lady became fond of wielding swords and guns after marrying into the Dingguo Prince's Mansion. They even tried to persuade Ye Li in a roundabout way that women should be more demure, and that being too strong would make the prince dislike her. The nagging Ye Li wanted to turn around and run away when she heard the voices of the two maids. Mo Xiuyao just looked at it as a joke, and did not say anything, letting Ye Li be bombarded by the two maids.

"Prince, Princess. The Prince Li's Mansion has sent an invitation." Chief Steward Mo personally handed over a red wedding invitation with a dragon and phoenix painted in gold. Ye Li took it and raised her eyebrows and said, "Prince Li is welcoming Princess Ling Yun as his consort?"

Chief Steward Mo also knew that the current Princess Li was his own princess's biological sister, so he explained, "The invitation from Prince Li's palace said that they wanted to marry Princess Lingyun as Consort Ping."

In the past few days, because of Mo Xiuyao's injury and Ye Li's own affairs, she was busy and did not pay attention to things that had nothing to do with her. Ye Li almost forgot about the marriage of Princess Lingyun and Princess Qixia, and asked curiously: "So... has Princess Qixia really entered the palace?" Butler Mo reported: "Princess Qixia is currently living in Princess Zhaoyang's residence. The emperor and the queen mother seem to want to pick a good day in August to welcome Princess Qixia into the palace. But the title has already been given, and the emperor has canonized Princess Qixia as Consort Xia. Princess Lingyun's marriage has been rushed because the prince of Zhennan is about to set off to return to Xiling." What Butler Mo didn't say was that although Princess Lingyun was a concubine, a concubine was different from a legitimate concubine, so naturally she didn't need to spend as much time preparing as a legitimate concubine.

"When is the wedding banquet scheduled?" Mo Xiuyao asked.

"Three days later."

Mo Xiuyao nodded and said, "I understand. Go and prepare a gift for the king and the princess."

Chief Steward Mo said hesitantly, "Does the prince want to go to the wedding?" The prince had just been assassinated, and going out to attend the wedding was always worrying. Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly and said, "You can't stay out for such a small matter, right? Go and get ready."

"Yes." Butler Mo quickly responded and left. Not only did he have to prepare the gift for King Li, he also had to carefully arrange the guards and secret guards around the prince and princess to ensure that everything went well.

Watching Manager Mo hurried away, Ye Li sighed helplessly, and looked at Mo Xiuyao and said, "I don't know why, but I always feel that my leisure time is about to end again?" Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you like leisure time?" Ye Li nodded, "It's best to live a peaceful and tranquil life until old age, and then die in bed without regrets."

Mo Xiuyao shook his head, "Why do you still want to learn martial arts if that's the case?" Mo Xiuyao always felt that Ye Li was a very contradictory person. Although she acted as elegant and quiet as a lady from a noble family, the impression she gave him from the very beginning was different from that of an ordinary lady from a noble family. Sometimes she even looked more like a general's daughter than Murong Ting. The sharpness that occasionally flashed between her eyebrows was not something an ordinary woman could show.

Ye Li sighed, "Just think of me as someone who likes to be prepared for danger in times of peace." Even though she told herself that she wanted to live a peaceful life like a lady from a wealthy family, Ye Li knew in her heart that it was impossible for her to completely hand over her life to others like the Wen family did. She could give in to her father's different treatment, to all the cumbersome rules that she was not used to, and even to her own marriage. But she would never give in to the nature of Ye Li. She could not let herself become a weak woman who could not rely on others for everything and even had no power to protect herself. She prepared many things that she might not need in her lifetime, but she would rather keep them there for her lifetime than find out that she did not have them when she needed them one day.

"If you don't like the trivial things outside, you don't have to pay attention to them." Mo Xiuyao said, "Someone down there will take care of them. Besides... Prince Dingguo's Palace doesn't need too many favors."

Ye Li understood that the Dingguo Palace had been silent for so many years, which just suited the wishes of the person in the palace. Over the years, the prestige of the Dingguo Palace in Da Chu has been slowly suppressed. If she, the newly appointed Princess Dingguo, is too active, it will make the emperor jealous. Thinking of this, Ye Li suddenly had an idea in her mind, and she looked up at Mo Xiuyao and said, "Why did Nanzhao and Xiling suddenly marry Da Chu?" The reason she told Princess Lingyun before was just to deceive children. Xiling and Da Chu seemed to be predestined enemies. If Xiling suffered a disaster, Da Chu would take advantage of the opportunity to rob. How could it be solved by a mere princess who was married to a foreign country?

Mo Xiuyao's eyes flickered slightly, and he said calmly: "Nanzhao is just a sidekick, the one who really wants to form an alliance with Da Chu is Xiling."

Ye Li lowered her eyes, feeling that her mind was racing and she couldn't grasp any clues for a moment. After a long while, she raised her head and asked, "If there is another war in Da Chu, what will happen to the Dingguo Palace?"

Mo Xiuyao was startled, a trace of barely perceptible sadness flashed across his eyes, and after a long while, he said in a deep voice: "There is no one in Dingguo Palace who is capable of going to war anymore. Within five years, the Dingguo Palace's reputation will be lost." The people are always forgetful. Even though Dingguo Palace had protected Da Chu for hundreds of years, even though Da Chu was like a god of war in their eyes, once a war breaks out again and Dingguo Palace is powerless, they will not remember the glory of the past but only their incompetence. However... Dingguo Palace cannot blame them, because they are not wrong.

"Bei Rong..." In the study, after a long silence, Ye Li's voice was heard. Looking at Mo Xiuyao's expressionless face, she sighed softly, "Wouldn't it be good for everyone to live a peaceful life in peace? Why drag the people into the ruthless war for some completely unnecessary reasons?" Ye Li felt that she would never be able to understand the thoughts of the superiors.

Ye Li suddenly felt that this man was very pitiful. He should have been full of vigor and ambition like his ancestors. But he could only save the situation as a teenager when his brother passed away. As early as the age of 18, he had already paid everything he could to preserve the reputation of Dingguo Palace for a hundred years. After losing his healthy body and handsome face, he still had to be cautious in facing the spying and calculations from all sides, as well as the assassination that might come at any time. As smart as he was, he might have already seen the future of Dingguo Palace, but he was unwilling and unable to admit defeat.

"Can I...retreat?" Ye Li asked, but as soon as she said this she felt sorry for her own immaturity. How many people in history who were so powerful that they frightened their masters could retreat unscathed?

Mo Xiuyao said calmly: "Mo Xiuyao can retreat, but where can 800,000 Mo family soldiers and 50,000 Black Cloud Cavalry retreat to?"

Ye Li was silent. The people of the Mohist School were as smart as the former Regent Mo Liufang, and even the masters of the previous generations of the Mohist School were no dumber than himself. The masters of the Dingguo Palace were not many, so of course they could just leave. There was no place in the world where they could not go. But the hundreds of thousands of troops loyal to the Mohist School and the Dingguo Palace were not so easy to leave. They were needed when the Chu State was in trouble, but when the country was pacified, each of them became a thorn in the emperor's side. Once the masters of the Dingguo Palace left, the best outcome for them was to be broken up and suppressed, and no one dared to imagine a worse outcome. Hundreds of thousands of troops, in the eyes of the emperor, were sometimes not as good as a handful of chess pieces in his hand.

"If the Beirong really reignites the war, what are your plans?" Ye Li asked.

Mo Xiuyao looked at her and said calmly, "Lead the troops to the battle. Ah Li, I will send you to Yunzhou when the time comes. With Mr. Qingyun here, no one dares to do anything to you. If it were me... the royal family would definitely not touch you."

Ye Li frowned, suddenly feeling a little absurd. They were originally discussing Mo Jingli's marriage to Consort Ping, why did they suddenly end up talking about this? Obviously... obviously it was something that hadn't even happened yet. But the faint uneasiness in her heart told her that the conversation just now was not something she had imagined because of a brain twitch. Even if she had a brain twitch, Mo Xiuyao would not have a brain twitch with him.

Turning away and ignoring Mo Xiuyao's words, Ye Li changed the topic as if nothing had happened, "Prince Li is going to marry Concubine Ping. Should I go back to the Ye family?"

Ye Li didn't need to think about it. Before noon, a steward came to report that the old lady of the Ye family asked the princess to return to the Ye family to discuss something.

After returning to the Ye Mansion, Ye Li was invited directly into the courtyard of Old Madam Ye. As soon as she stepped into the Rongyue Hall, she saw Ye Li's red and swollen eyes and Wang's angry screams. Old Madam Ye and Minister Ye were also sitting with gloomy expressions. Ye Li pouted and understood what was going on, "Grandmother, father."

"Li'er..." Old Madam Ye's eyes lit up when she saw Ye Li coming in, and she quickly waved for Ye Li to come forward. Ye Li's mouth twitched slightly, and she was silent in her heart. Did the old lady think that she could control such a matter as the emperor's arranged marriage? As a princess, she couldn't control whether Prince Li wanted to marry a princess or even take a concubine. "Li'er, you are finally back. Look at your sister... Ying'er is really miserable..."

Ye Li walked forward, glanced at Ye Ying who was crying in Wang's arms, sat down under Old Madam Ye and asked, "Fourth sister, what's wrong?"

Madam Ye said anxiously, "It's been less than a month since Ying'er got married and Prince Li is going to marry Concubine Ping. Where will the face of our Shangshu Mansion be? Will your sister live like this in the future?"

Ye Li nodded and said, "Our prince has also received the invitation from Prince Li's Palace just now. Fourth sister is not in the palace to preside over affairs at this time. What are you doing running back?" Wang glared and said angrily, "What did you say?! Ying'er has become like this and you still blame her for coming home? Ye Li, are you still a human being? Master, look..."

"Shut up!" Madam Ye glanced at Wang and scolded, "Li'er is right. I, an old woman, have been talking to you for a long time, but you turned a deaf ear to me. The Li Palace is now arranging the wedding. How will others see you if Ying'er, the principal wife, doesn't come forward to make the decision?" Wang said dissatisfiedly, "It is the Li Palace that is unfair to Ying'er, but he still wants Ying'er to arrange the wedding for him? Is there any justice in this world?" Madam Ye sneered and said, "What the emperor says is justice. You were also there on the night of the marriage. Why didn't you come out to disobey his order? Don't give Ying'er those bad ideas."

Ye Ying's mind was still spinning with the content of her conversation with Mo Xiuyao in the morning. How could she be in the mood to listen to them at this moment? She patiently advised Ye Ying a few words, but Ye Ying did not appreciate it. She cried to Wang Shi with tears in her eyes, "Wuwu... Daddy, it's all your fault. Why did you insist on letting me marry Prince Li... If it weren't for this, how could your daughter suffer the injustice today... This should have been her..."

"Ying'er!" Ye Shangshu growled patiently, staring at Ye Ying with a gloomy face. Ye Ying couldn't help but hide in Wang's arms with a gloomy face that she had never seen before, so she sobbed in grievance. Ye Li lowered her eyes silently, concealing the fluctuations in her eyes without leaving a trace. So it turned out that Ye Ying's hooking up with Mo Jingli was not Ye Ying's own idea in the beginning? Then... what did her father mean by letting one of his daughters hook up with another daughter's fiancé?

"Well, what's the point of saying this now that things have come to this?" Minister Ye waved his hand impatiently and looked at Ye Li and said, "Li'er, what do you think?"

Ye Li concealed the doubts in her heart, raised her head and said calmly: "It is difficult to disobey the emperor's order, not to mention that this matter concerns the diplomatic relations between the two countries. I am afraid there is no room for negotiation."

Minister Ye frowned and said, "Are we going to just let it go? If it was someone of low status, it would be fine, but she is the princess of Xiling Country."

Ye Li smiled faintly and said, "It is precisely because she is Princess Xiling that you don't have to worry, right, father?"

Minister Ye pondered for a moment and then his frown gradually relaxed. He said, "Yes, the future heir of Prince Li will never have the blood of the Xiling royal family. Moreover, Princess Xiling played such a role in the palace that day. I am afraid Prince Li has some grudges against her. As long as Ying'er can control the power in the palace, there is no need to worry about a princess who is married to a foreign prince."

"If Fourth Sister wants to gain a foothold in the mansion, I'm afraid she will have to start with Concubine Xianzhao." Ye Li said softly.

"What?" Ye Ying couldn't help but screamed, "That old woman has always disliked me, and you still want me to flatter her? She has been trying every way to torture me! I..."

Ye Li frowned and interrupted her, saying, "The Concubine Xian Zhao is the aunt of Prince Li and the sister of the Queen Mother. You don't want to flatter her, but there are many people who do. Besides, I didn't ask you to flatter her. You just need to make sure she can't find fault with you, and it would be best if she thinks you are a princess that satisfies her." The Concubine Xian Zhao has been in the palace for decades, and it is not so easy to flatter her. I'm afraid that the flattery will fail to achieve the desired effect.

Ye Ying said bitterly, "Ever since we got married, she has been finding fault with me. Whenever I do something, this is wrong and that is wrong! How can I satisfy her?"

"Just bear with her when she picks on you, and when you have time, ask your grandmother for advice on how to be a good wife. You are Zhao Yi's sister, the daughter of the Shangshu Mansion, and you have the title of the legitimate princess. You have far more advantages than Princess Lingyun, who married from another country. If you can't do this, then pack up your things and go back to the Shangshu Mansion. Father and Madam won't mind raising you for the rest of your life."

"You!" Ye Ying immediately forgot her grievances and worries. Her face turned red with anger and she stared at Ye Li with her eyes blazing with fire. She sneered and said sarcastically, "Yes, if you couldn't bear it, you would have run back to the Shangshu Mansion crying. No... If you hadn't gotten married yet, I would have just hanged myself with a rope." Ye Li was too lazy to get angry with her. He calmly put down the teacup in his hand, glanced at her and said, "If you have the time to lose your temper with me, you might as well go back and do what you should do."

Ye Ying wanted to retort, but Madam Ye slammed the table and said, "Ying'er, enough of the noise! ​​Learn from your third sister and see what you have become now."

Ye Ying was stunned for a moment, and then she couldn't help but burst into tears when she thought of her own affairs. She wiped her tears and said, "What can I become? Who made me like this? There are probably many people in the capital who are secretly laughing at me. Wuwu... How can the prince treat me like this... What did I do wrong?"

Old Madam Ye felt a dull pain in her forehead from her crying. She said irritably, "Enough. What's the point of crying? You just cry all day long. You're already married, and you still think you can still behave the way you did at home? Someone, send someone to ask Prince Li to take Miss Four back home."

"grandmother."

Ye Li stopped her and said, "Since Fourth Sister is back, why don't you stay a little longer? Prince Li will probably come to pick her up in person. It would be a shame if we sent someone to invite Prince Li now."

Minister Ye looked at Ye Li with admiration and said, "Mother, what Li Er said makes sense."

Madam Ye pressed her forehead and sighed, "She's pissed me off."

"Madam, master, madam, King Li is here." The steward outside the door reported.