Chapter 313 You are you, she is she
"Come to see me, what's the matter?"
He Yanli glanced at him and said, "It's nothing. There was a fire in the mansion and no one can stay there. I thought I'd come to your place to bother you for a night. Brother, you don't mind, do you?"
Jing Yuan immediately whispered in He Zhiyu's ear: "The stables in Prince Jing's mansion are on fire, but the fire is not serious."
He Zhiyu said with a hint of mockery, "The stables in Prince Jing's mansion are quite far from where you live. Even if they catch fire, they won't burn to where you live. Besides, there is no wind today, so even if they catch fire, they won't burn to other places. You must be joking, my brother."
"It's true that the fire in the stables couldn't burn my residence, but if the stables suddenly caught fire, there's no guarantee that the kitchen or study would be on fire next, or my residence would be on fire while I was sleeping soundly."
He Yanli said leisurely, "I am a man who cherishes my life, so I will naturally arrange for someone to conduct a thorough investigation before I can feel at ease to go back and live here. How come my brother can't even give me a room in such a huge palace?"
Jing Yuan said: "If the prince does not dare to live in the palace, my prince can open a private room for the prince. It is guaranteed to be the best private room in the best restaurant in the capital."
Mo Xiao said: "My prince is a man who values family affection. Now he is taking this opportunity to talk about brotherhood with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. I think His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will not refuse my prince's request, and will not rush to distance himself from my prince just because he was wrongly accused."
"You!" Jingyuan glared at him.
He Zhiyu smiled and said, "Okay, since my brother wants to stay in the East Palace, I welcome him naturally. Jingyuan, go and clean up the side hall for Prince Jing to live in."
He Yanli rubbed the ring on his finger, "Why bother? We can use something ready-made. I think your study is pretty good. It only has a bed. Why would you have so many requirements to borrow it?"
Jing Yuan said in a deep voice: "Your Highness's study has many important political memorials. If the prince lives in the study, he will probably be impeached by the civil officials."
He Yanli said calmly, "If that's the case, it's the same if you live in the side hall of the study. I know the way, so I can just go there. I was so busy during the day that I feel a little sleepy now. My brother, please do as you please, and invite me to have dinner together in the evening."
Having said that, he left with a swagger.
After the people left, Jing Yuan immediately said, "My Lord, the second young lady is still in the study. My Lord has now gone to the side hall of the study. Will it be possible..."
Will the second young lady be discovered?
He Zhiyu took a sip of tea slowly, his eyes half closed and his tone calm, "The one in the prison of the Ministry of Justice can come out now."
"Your Highness, are you talking about Li Hansong? But the Emperor hasn't ordered his release yet."
He Zhiyu looked at him and said, "I promised him that I would let him out. Since he can't come out standing, it's the same if he comes out lying down. Anyway, I must do what I promised."
He put down the teacup and said, "The prison of the Ministry of Justice is under very strict guard now. If we can't get in, we can ask some guests to escort Li Hansong from the window outside the prison."
He Yanli entered the Eastern Palace for no reason and stayed there temporarily. Li Hansong, who had identified him, died in the prison of the Ministry of Justice. He Yanli came to the Eastern Palace by fabricating evidence of his alibi.
He was so angry that he wanted to kill people to silence them, and the three judges and General Zhongwu kept pestering him.
How to defend himself? Does he dare to say that he came to the East Palace to save his face and not because of a mishap?
Jing Yuan said: "Your Highness, if Li Hansong dies, I'm afraid General Zhongwu will not let it go."
The only offspring left would be dead if General Zhongwu were to die.
There seemed to be ink in He Zhiyu's eyes, dark, dark and terrifying.
"It's just a worthless life. If it dies, it dies."
If he is released alive, it will only bring trouble to her.
Inside the Changxing Palace, Qiao Yihuan sat in front of the mirror and looked at herself. She had lost a lot of weight and her skin was pale.
At this moment, she looked more like a weak woman like a willow in the wind.
"Someone come."
A maid walked in from outside the door. "Miss Qiao, what do you want?"
Qiao Yihuan said softly, "It has been a while since I woke up, and I have yet to thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for leaving me here and finding a royal doctor to treat me. Is His Royal Highness in the palace now?"
The palace maid nodded slightly. She had some impression of this Miss Qiao. She used to visit the East Palace often, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was also very kind to her.
What's more, Miss Qiao is a gentle person and never speaks in a haughty manner like other young ladies from wealthy families.
It is the same in front of His Highness, and it is the same in front of these servants.
"Your Highness has returned."
Qiao Yihuan stood up slowly, and the palace maid immediately came forward to help her up.
Qiao Yihuan held her hand and asked gently, "Then could you please take me to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? I want to personally thank His Royal Highness for his kindness to me."
The maid nodded, "Of course you can. But you are not fully recovered yet. You need to recuperate after falling from such a high place. How about I go and report to His Highness and ask if he is free to come visit you?"
Qiao Yihuan shook her head. "Your Highness is so busy, how can I bother you to come? I just feel uneasy. If I can't thank you in person, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night."
How could I let His Highness come? Only if I went to visit His Highness despite my illness, His Highness would see how badly I was injured, and it almost made His Highness unable to see me again.
"Okay, then I'll help you over there."
At dusk, the East Palace was shrouded in a soft glow, slowly turning the magnificent palace into a splendid painting.
Qiao Yihuan was only wearing a plain white dress, without a single hairpin or ring in her hair, she was extremely plain, like a white lotus in clear water, pure beyond description.
Qiao Yihuan walked slowly, thinking in her mind about how to speak to His Highness in a way that would make him pity her and feel more sorry for her.
Until a familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded in the distance, interrupting her thoughts.
"Oh, you didn't die?" In the study courtyard, He Yanli sat on a stone chair drinking tea and admiring the sunset.
I just went to the study but didn't see her. Now I saw a woman, but it wasn't her.
unlucky.
Qiao Yihuan was stunned for a moment, as if surprised that King Jing was here.
She bowed slowly, "Your servant greets King Jing. Thank you for your concern, King Jing, I am still alive and well."
He Yanli sneered, "I am not thinking about you, you are just being too sentimental. Also, if you were not so shameless, how could a concubine's daughter get involved with the prince?"
Qiao Yihuan's face froze, "Why is the prince always so hostile to me?"
He Yanli said calmly, "Who do you think you are? Do you think you deserve my hostility towards you? It's just that I can't stand hypocrisy, so I can't help but make some sarcastic remarks when I see it."
Qiao Yihuan asked in return: "What is the difference between a hypocritical person and a vicious person?"
He Yanli said lazily: "You are you, she is she, what qualifications do you have to compare with her?"
Qiao Yihuan smiled and said, "It seems that the prince also thinks that she is a vicious person."
He Yanli did not deny it, "She is of course an out-and-out bad woman, but it is such a bad woman who can have everything you dream of without any effort."
Qiao Yihuan's heart seemed to be pierced by a sharp arrow.
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