Chapter 570 The two sisters’ situations are very different.
The sedan stopped in front of the Zhao Mansion, and the maid came forward to open the curtain.
But the only one who came down was Zhao Qingzhi.
Her head was adorned with jewels and her makeup was exquisite, but her face was unconcealably pale and haggard.
She tried to straighten her back and forced a smile at her parents.
Anyone can see it clearly.
When I returned home after getting married, my husband didn’t even accompany me.
The smiles on Minister Zhao and Madam Zhao's faces froze instantly. Their hearts skipped a beat, and they felt a strong sense of foreboding.
The main hall of the Zhao Mansion.
Old Lady Zhao sat in the main seat, holding Zhao Qinghan's hand and looking at him carefully.
"You look good. It seems Chenyu takes good care of you."
Chu Chenyu peeled an orange for Zhao Qinghan, tore off the orange peel cleanly before handing it to her.
"Don't worry, grandma. Your grandson-in-law will never let Qinghan suffer any injustice."
The old lady looked at the natural intimacy between the two and nodded with satisfaction.
At this moment, Zhao Qingzhi walked in.
She was dressed in rich and gorgeous clothes, but it was like an ill-fitting costume, making her look particularly lonely.
"Grandma." She stepped forward and saluted, her voice a little weak.
Old Lady Zhao's gaze lingered on her for a moment, then she asked calmly, "Where's the young prince? Why didn't he come back with you?"
Zhao Qingzhi's fingers gripping her sleeves suddenly tightened. She forced a smile and lowered her head, saying, "He...he's busy with official duties and can't leave."
Even she herself didn't have the confidence to say this.
As a newlywed, what official business is more important than accompanying your wife back to her parents' home?
The old lady didn't ask any more questions, just looked at her meaningfully, then turned around and continued talking to Zhao Qinghan.
This made Zhao Qingzhi more embarrassed than any reprimand.
At the banquet, the two sisters' situations were very different.
Chu Chenyu kept serving food to Zhao Qinghan, and from time to time he would whisper something in her ear, making her chuckle.
There seemed to be an invisible barrier between the two of them, isolating them from others.
On the other side, the dishes and chopsticks in front of Zhao Qingzhi were hardly touched.
She sat alone, listening to her sister and brother-in-law's laughter, which she found extremely irritating. The delicacies on the table tasted like chewing wax in her mouth.
Minister Zhao and his wife looked at their two daughters, one as cheerful as spring breeze, the other lonely and haggard, and felt mixed emotions.
The resentment towards Prince Yong's Mansion weighed heavily on my heart.
Outside the city, the princess's mansion.
As the sun sets, Lin Xingyao stands in the empty yard.
Although this place is gorgeously decorated, it is far less magnificent than Prince Yong's Palace. More importantly, it is far away from the center of power and is like an exquisite cage.
"Mom, when will we go home?" Lin Jiayou asked.
Lin Xingyao looked down at her son's innocent little face, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart.
She stroked her son's cheek, her voice choked with sobs: "Good boy You'er, we'll be able to go back soon."
She turned around and told the nanny beside her: "Take You'er back to the house first, I have something to do."
After the nanny took the child away, the gentleness on Lin Xingyao's face disappeared instantly, replaced by an almost crazy hatred.
She clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms.
"Zhao Qingzhi!" She gritted her teeth, repeating the name. "You think you can rest easy just by kicking me out? Dream on!"
After a while, a middle-aged man with ragged clothes and a wretched face was quietly brought in.
He knelt tremblingly in front of Lin Xingyao, smiling flatteringly: "Your Highness, I am Wei Chengde."
Lin Xingyao looked down at him, her voice cold, "The Wei family wasn't executed, the late emperor was truly merciful."
Wei Chengde was afraid that Lin Xingyao would kill him if she got angry, so he quickly said, "Although my last name is Wei, I'm not even close to Wei Qiming..."
Lin Xingyao took out a heavy purse from her sleeve and threw it in front of Wei Chengde, "I want you to do something."
"After the mission is accomplished, not only will there be a generous reward, I will also find a way to help you revive the Wei family."
Wei Chengde's eyes lit up, and he kowtowed repeatedly: "Whatever the princess commands, I will obey her even if I die!"
Lin Xingyao moved closer to him and said a few words in a low voice.
Wei Chengde's face gradually became horrified, but when he saw the purse, he gritted his teeth and nodded.
"Remember, do it cleanly and neatly, and don't reveal anything." Lin Xingyao warned finally.
The next evening, Zhao Qingzhi's carriage was on its way back to Prince Yong's Mansion from Zhao Mansion.
Inside the carriage, Zhao Qingzhi leaned on the cushion, her face still pale.
Today's experience at her mother's house made her more aware of the difficulty of her situation.
Although my grandmother didn't say it explicitly, the disappointed look in her eyes said it all.
"Princess, the road ahead is narrow. Do you want to take a detour?" the sedan bearer asked outside.
Zhao Qingzhi closed her eyes tiredly and said, "Let's take the shortest way."
She just wanted to return home quickly and hide in the cold new room, so that she wouldn't have to maintain the dignity of the Crown Prince's Consort in front of others.
However, just as the carriage reached a remote section of the road, a sudden scream was heard.
"kill!"
Several masked men in black suddenly rushed out from the roadside, holding swords and knives, and headed straight for the carriage.
"Protect the Crown Princess!" The guards immediately drew their swords to meet the enemy.
Zhao Qingzhi was horrified by the sudden change in the carriage. Through the gap in the curtains, she saw the villains fighting and shouting, "Prince Yong's Mansion has murdered my entire Wei family! Blood debt must be paid with blood today!"
"Wei family?" Zhao Qingzhi's heart trembled, and she instantly thought of Wei Qiming back then.
The two sides fought fiercely. Amid the flashing of swords and sabers, the horse was frightened and suddenly neighed, dragging the carriage and rushing out out of control.
"Oh no! The horses are frightened!" The driver tried desperately to control the reins, but he couldn't pull them at all.
The carriage rushed to the roadside, where there was a teahouse and several guests were resting.
In the teahouse, Chu Ruohan was taking Gu Qingchen and preparing to get on the carriage to leave.
"Qingchen, come back soon!" Chu Ruohan hurriedly chased after him.
At this moment, the out-of-control carriage came roaring and rushed straight towards the mother and daughter!
"Be careful!" the other guests in the teahouse exclaimed.
Gu Qingchen was so frightened that she stood there in a daze. Seeing this, Chu Ruohan rushed over regardless of everything, hugged her daughter tightly in her arms, and protected the child with her body.
"boom!"
The carriage crashed heavily into the pillar of the teahouse, and the huge crash echoed throughout the area.
The sedan chair overturned and a woman's screams of pain were heard from inside.
Chu Ruohan didn't bother to brush off the dust on her body, and hurried to check if her daughter was injured.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly enough and was just frightened and was not seriously injured.
At this time, a woman climbed out of the tilted sedan chair. It was Zhao Qingzhi.
The pearl hairpins on her head were scattered all over the floor, and there was a shallow scratch on her face. She looked in a dishevel.
"Help! Someone wants to kill me!" Zhao Qingzhi saw Chu Ruohan and rushed over as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw.
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