It was the first time Yin You had directly confronted Yin Si, and it felt incredibly satisfying, just like the refreshing feeling of drinking a bowl of ice-cold plum juice with Yan Xia.
He held his head high, protecting his wife, his eyes sparkling. The Seventh Princess Consort immediately looked at him with adoration.
The young couple were newlyweds, and their relationship was going very well.
After this heroic rescue, the Seventh Prince's wife looked at Yin You with eyes full of sweetness.
"Seventh Brother and Seventh Sister-in-law are broad-minded and set a good example." Yinreng made the final judgment, correcting the Eighth Prince's wife's arrogant words.
Yinzhi clenched his fists, suppressing the anger in his heart.
What family of brothers!
Their mother was a noblewoman from a prominent family, while his mother was a slave from the Xin Zhe Ku (a place for slaves to serve in the imperial household).
From childhood to adulthood, they never treated him like a brother. His food, clothing, and daily necessities were all inferior to theirs. Even the Seventh Prince, who was lame, lived a better life than him.
If Yinzhi dared to say these words, he would definitely be beaten up on the spot.
Even with her rank as a Noble Lady and the lack of support from her maternal family, she would still struggle to make ends meet in the palace, even with her allowance and rewards combined.
Over the years, Yinzhi has received countless subsidies from Consort Hui and Yinti.
While he was studying in the Imperial Study, which prince hadn't brought him pastries to fill his stomach? Yinzhen, being wealthy and generous, even gifted Yinsi an estate, giving him extra income.
Even Yinreng, who did not study with the princes, remembered to remind the Imperial Household Department to add ice and charcoal for Yinsi when the weather was hot or cold. Calligraphy books and fine ink were also sent over from time to time.
These were all paid for out of their own pockets.
However, to save face for Yinzhi, they never said it aloud.
Although they are older now and the adult brothers don't play together all day, they will still help each other out when necessary.
After all, they are not brothers from the same mother, so it's already enough that they've done this much.
Does that mean all princes should be treated equally with the same allowances? Then what's the point of the concubines in the harem going to such lengths to please Emperor Kangxi?
A son's status depends on his mother's; this has always been the case.
Yinzhi felt deeply aggrieved, and so did his wife.
Perhaps because the Prince An's mansion spoiled her too much, she even looked down on Yinzhi's background and became arrogant.
"The Crown Prince favors the Seventh Prince, and immediately begins to reprimand me. Is it because my maternal grandfather opposed your opinion in court a few days ago? Today is supposed to be the day my husband and I pay our respects to my elder brother and sister-in-law, but from beginning to end, I haven't seen any concern from them, and instead, I've been scolded. If this is how things are on such a day, one can only imagine how much injustice my husband suffered in the palace before." The Eighth Prince's wife spoke so quickly that Yinzhi didn't even have time to cover her mouth.
This is awful!
The advantages of marrying a wife from one's maternal clan are obvious, but the disadvantages are also very clear.
Tong Wanyan chuckled and whispered to Dong E Hailan, "I remember when you stormed Yuqing Palace, the way you spoke was quite similar to hers."
Dong E Hailan blushed and said, "Second Sister-in-law, I've changed for many years now. Besides, even if I was arrogant back then, I wouldn't dare to yell at the Crown Prince."
Tong Wanyan smiled, not hiding her mischievousness: "Why are you in such a hurry? Do you think I'd hold a grudge? I was just thinking to myself, 'This girl is pretty.'"
"It's just that your brain isn't very good, is it?" Dong E Hailan said with a grin.
Tong Wanyan blinked: "I didn't say anything."
The Eighth Prince's wife delivered a torrent of hurtful words, her tone fierce, yet no one paid her any attention.
Her face flushed red, and she glared angrily at Yinreng: "Your Highness!"
"Princess Consort, please stop. Today's events were entirely your fault. Your brothers and sisters-in-law reminded you for your own good." Yinzhi grasped the Eighth Princess Consort's hand, stared at her face, and said, word by word.
Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
The Eighth Prince's wife had never seen Yinzhi like this before. He was always gentle and doting towards her with a smile.
"Master." The Eighth Princess looked at him stammeringly, feeling flustered and aggrieved.
Yinzhi gritted his teeth and looked at the Eighth Prince's wife with a warning: "Princess Consort, bow to your brother and sister-in-law, admit your mistake, and apologize."
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