Qiao Hui has become increasingly attentive to Qiao Ziming these days. The reason is simple: Qiao Ziming's leg is getting better day by day. If she doesn't take this opportunity to serve him now, she won't have another chance to do so in the future.
She was a maidservant by the lady's side, and she served the lady on a daily basis.
She only got this opportunity because the prince didn't have many maids to serve him.
Therefore, she must take this opportunity to serve the prince well, so that she will have a chance to gain his favor once he recovers.
The fact that Su Muxi was able to marry the prince for three years remained a thorn in Qiaohui's side.
In terms of looks, she is a hundred times prettier than Su Muxi!
In terms of status, Su Muxi wasn't much higher than her.
Since Su Muxi can become the Crown Prince's wife, it's only a matter of time before she becomes the Crown Prince's concubine!
Qiao Hui, who had just cooked a soup for Qiao Ziming, had a slight glint in her eyes when she heard that the Prince of Yong'an had come to visit. She quickly walked into Qiao Ziming's room.
"Your Highness, something terrible has happened! Prince Yong'an is here!"
Qiao Ziming frowned slightly. "Prince Yong'an? What's he doing here?"
Qiaohui shook her head, "This servant doesn't know. This servant has only heard that Prince Yong'an looks terrifying..."
"Young Master, do you think Prince Yong'an came here because of Miss Su? I heard that everyone outside said that Miss Su ruined Miss's face. Could it be that Miss Su said something to Prince Yong'an, and he came here to demand an explanation for Miss Su?"
In any case, Prince Yong'an's visit was ill-intentioned. If all the blame is placed on Su Muxi, it will only make the Crown Prince dislike Su Muxi even more!
Upon hearing this, Qiao Ziming frowned even more deeply.
Hearing the rumors outside, would Ye Zeyu really believe Su Muxi and come to his residence to demand an explanation for Su Muxi?
No!
Ye Zeyu and Su Muxi were not familiar with each other, so why would he trust Su Muxi so much?
Perhaps they came here simply to inquire about this matter.
After a moment of contemplation, he decided to go out and meet with the Prince of Yong'an, and then speak up for Su Muxi.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the flower hall, he heard Ye Zeyu say that he wanted to compare himself with him.
She looked up and sized up Ye Zeyu.
Although he was taller than him, he was a coward who kept his head down!
Wearing a black gold mask, he dared not show his true face, so his face must be extremely ugly!
The northern frontier is bitterly cold, and life and death are unpredictable on the battlefield. Perhaps Ye Zeyu wasn't originally ugly, but rather had scars on his face.
If that were the case, he should have felt admiration, but for some reason, he felt a sense of satisfaction, and a smug smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.
"My name is Qiao Ziming, and I greet Prince Yong'an. I just heard that Prince Yong'an wishes to have a contest with me; may I ask what the contest is about?"
While Qiao Ziming was sizing up Ye Zeyu, Ye Zeyu was also sizing up Qiao Ziming.
He was quite handsome, but sitting in a wheelchair, he couldn't possibly look dashing.
In this light, he's not even as good as Xie Xuan, whom I met at Xunfang Tower last time.
And that knowing-it-all-knowing-it-all-ask-it-is-a-triumphant-person-get-rich-quick look.
It seems he really worried too much before, actually thinking that Su Muxi would like someone like that and be unable to forget him.
"It's nothing. After seeing the Crown Prince, I suddenly didn't want to compete anymore."
After Ye Zeyu finished speaking in a deep voice, he turned his head to look at Qiao Xiuyuan, showing no regard for Qiao Ziming.
"Marquis Anyang, let's return to our previous topic. When will the Marquis Anyang's household repay the money owed to my future princess?"
Qiao Ziming could easily see Ye Zeyu's contempt for him. While he was angry, he also felt a sense of shame and indignation after hearing Ye Zeyu's words.
Ye Ziyu came here to ask for money for Su Muxi?!
Was it Su Muxi's idea, or Ye Zeyu's own initiative?
Qiao Xiuyuan said coldly, "I will give Xi'er her money, but it's not your place to ask for it!"
Now that things have turned ugly, Qiao Xiuyuan is no longer bothered to pretend to be humble.
As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up and looked down at Ye Zeyu, continuing with a sarcastic tone, "What? Is Your Highness short of money lately and has your eye on Xi'er's dowry?"
"However, Your Highness's plans are likely to fall through. Xi'er is destined to remain a member of the Qiao family!"
Ye Ziyu also stood up, his height, a head taller than Qiao Xiuyuan, gave him a strong sense of pressure.
"Trying to steal Xi'er's dowry money? Marquis Anyang is probably crying wolf, isn't he? As for my plans, does Marquis Anyang really know them? Why don't you tell me? Perhaps my plans are different from Marquis Anyang's!"
Ye Zeyu's voice was icy, and a chill permeated his entire being.
The servant who entered from outside shuddered at the sight, his lips trembling for a long time, but he didn't dare to utter a single word.
Qiao Xiuyuan knew that Ye Zeyu wanted to use Xi'er to threaten him into handing over the letters from back then.
This intensified his murderous intent towards Ye Zeyu.
They have already ruined Xi'er's reputation, yet they still harbor the intention to exploit her.
That's absolutely damnable!
However, upon catching a glimpse of the servant entering out of the corner of his eye, Qiao Xiuyuan instantly suppressed his murderous intent.
Judging by the time, Xi'er should have arrived by now.
Qiao Xiuyuan moved his right hand, which Ye Zeyu had just misplaced, and asked the servant who had entered, his eyes flashing slightly, "What brings you here?"
The servant said in a trembling voice, "It's...it's the young mistress."
Ye Zeyu raised an eyebrow, "Young Madam?"
The servant was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and hurriedly changed his words, saying, "No, it's not the young mistress! It's Miss Su! It's Miss Su!"
Upon seeing this, both Qiao Xiuyuan and Qiao Ziming's faces darkened.
What a spineless piece of trash!
Although Xiao Ce felt that Su Muxi was not good enough for his master, he still frowned after hearing the title of "young mistress".
"Young Madam? Am I hearing things? Didn't the Marquis of Anyang divorce Miss Su and want to marry Princess Chang Le? Why are the servants of the Marquis of Anyang's mansion still calling Miss Su 'Young Madam'?"
Is it that the servants are not used to changing their way of addressing each other, or is the Marquis of Anyang dissatisfied with the Emperor's bestowal of marriage?
But if it's the latter, that doesn't make sense either! This marriage was personally requested by the heir of the Marquis of Anyang.
Could it be... that the heir of the Marquis of Anyang has changed his mind?
Although Xiao Ce knew that Bai Mengying was no good, he didn't think Qiao Ziming would regret it.
The main reason I said that was to mock the other party.
Qiao Ziming's handsome face turned red with anger, and he slammed his hand on the armrest of his wheelchair.
"Is this how Prince Yong'an disciplines his subordinates? He's utterly spouting nonsense!"
Perhaps it was out of male competitiveness, or perhaps it was pride at play.
After giving Ye Zeyu a cold look, Qiao Ziming curled his lips into a smug smile and said sarcastically, "Prince Yong'an seems to like things that others have already played with. You can see his peculiar tastes from the fact that he brought a prostitute back to his residence."
However, to Qiao Ziming's surprise, a clear female voice rang out behind him as soon as he finished speaking.
"When the young master speaks of something that's been discarded, are you referring to me?"
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