Old Madam Meng's lips trembled: "What do you want to do? The Meng family is already in this state... what else do you want to do?"
“Two lives, Mother-in-law, what do you think I should do?” Yan Nangui asked with a smile.
"You..." Old Madam Meng looked at her in fear.
No one doubted that she meant anything by saying that; everyone's understanding was roughly the same.
One of the lives was that of the miscarried child.
The other one, as everyone assumes, is the past of geese returning south.
"Ah, I've gone off-topic. Fifty thousand taels of silver, I took it from the Meng family, so naturally it has to be used for the Meng family. But, the Meng family is cheaper than I thought, so it didn't cost that much."
"What did you say? You...you bribed someone else besides Dujuan?"
"Isn't it obvious? One Dujuan isn't enough, and there's also the Liu family who committed suicide. Wu Daocong in the front yard, and Xiangsi in front of Yan Jinsi. But none of them are expensive." At this moment, only the old lady, her, and Jiangxiang were in the room.
No one in the manor dared to stay. So even if her longing was exposed, it wouldn't matter. She had no chance to tell Yan Jinsi.
"You? It's you... What else did you do?" Madam Meng's mind was in complete chaos, and she was filled with nothing but fear.
He stared intently at the wild geese returning south, without any other reaction.
“I really don’t want you to die, but looking at you, you won’t live much longer. But I’m thinking, it’s better if you die all alone. No one to see you off in your final moments, that would be avenging my poor child. What do you say, mother-in-law?”
Madam Meng was both angry and frightened, and before she could utter a single word, she had fainted.
It was impossible to summon a royal physician at this point; she could only hope to live a few more days.
Yan Nangui looked at her with the same gaze one would give someone trash.
However, it is surprising that such a seemingly strong but actually weak thing could have harmed the original owner so badly.
This makes the eldest princess and the old lady of the Yan family even more despicable, for raising a girl to be so incompetent.
Hmph, no rush, everything will be calculated.
When Yan Nangui came out, Yan Jinsi's place was not yet ready.
Yan Nangui then instructed her guards and the imperial guards outside to tell Yan Jinsi to leave first, and that the dowry could be moved later.
Some of the dowry should still be given to her. After all, now that it's back in the Yan family's possessions, it's hard to say who it will belong to in the future. Keeping it would be a waste.
The wild geese flew south, and she smiled.
The guard agreed and quickly made the arrangements.
The Crown Prince now holds absolute power. Since he can summon Consort Yan, the Imperial Guards won't stop him. After all, their duty is to prevent the Meng family from leaving and to stop anyone from coming.
Regardless of the value of the money or valuables.
Yan Jinsi then followed them out of the mansion. She only brought a few maids with her; the only maid in the mansion was Xiangsi.
Since Xiangsi is leaving, she should take the contract with her as well.
At this moment, Yan Jinsi didn't care about that and simply told her to keep it herself.
Yan Nangui did not intend to go to the Yan family; she simply asked a guard to see her off on her behalf.
He himself handed a piece of paper to the imperial guard at the door: "Please trouble you, sir, to give this to Meng Jianghe. And please convey a message for me, saying that this was written by me personally."
The imperial guards blushed, looking extremely embarrassed.
When Yan Nangui opened the paper, there was only one sentence, eight characters, yet they were powerfully conveyed: "The grudge of that day will be repaid today."
The imperial guards only agreed after hearing this statement, but they also said they needed to inform the crown prince first.
Yan Nangui nodded and handed him a silver ingot.
She didn't care if the Crown Prince knew; if he wanted to ask, she could just tell him.
Yan Nan has returned to his residence.
That night, the note was taken to the Ministry of Justice's prison.
In a cell in the prison, the four members of the Meng family—father and his two sons—were locked up together.
He was, after all, an official appointed by the imperial court, and after confessing his guilt, he was not punished.
The sons weren't tortured either, which is good. But after being locked up here for more than half a month without seeing the sun, they've become terribly haggard.
Just then, he saw a note and quickly took it, asking, "What is this?"
The imperial guard said indifferently, "It was Consort Yan from the Crown Prince's residence who asked me to deliver it. She also said that it was written in her own handwriting." After saying that, he left, too lazy to pay any more attention.
Meng Jianghe's heart skipped a beat, and then he slowly unfolded the paper.
What was written is not important.
The important thing is the handwriting.
Meng Jianghe's hand suddenly trembled: "It's her? It's actually her?"
"Father, what did you say?" Meng Junxian's heart was pounding like a drum.
“That letter was written by her, it was actually her…” Meng Jianghe said.
He has also told his sons about the letter in the past few days.
Meng Junxian's mind went blank, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer: "How is this possible?"
"I told you you're the root of all this squandering!" Meng Junjie suddenly kicked his older brother hard. "If you hadn't abused her back then, she would still be a member of the Meng family. How could things have turned out like this! Look at what our mother has become! Now the truth is out, isn't it? She must have been the one who did that in the palace!"
Meng Junxian remained motionless and unresisting.
He couldn't understand it, he really couldn't understand why things had turned out this way.
Why did it turn out this way?
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he slowly collapsed.
The father and his sons were completely thrown into chaos.
Inside Jiyue Pavilion, Yan Nangui finally sat comfortably in Shu Chengfeng's lap: "Is the pressure on your wound?"
"No, it's much better now." The outside has mostly healed, but the inside still needs some time.
"It's been so long since I hugged Your Highness. I've missed you so much. Your Highness is so busy with important matters these days that you can't spare any time for me," Yan Nangui said coquettishly.
"When you say that, you should also examine your conscience," Shu Chengfeng said.
Yan Nangui then took his hand and placed it on her chest: "I can't touch it, but you touch me to see if I still have a conscience."
Shu Chengfeng has been celibate for so long, how could he resist this teasing?
He was about to go crazy, so he suddenly got up, picked the person up, and carried them inside.
He added menacingly, "Today I'll teach you how to cry."
I really cried, partly from exhaustion, and partly from exhaustion.
This is truly a lose-lose situation...
They were too exhausted to even get up and wash, and both of them collapsed.
It took her a long time to struggle to her feet and ask someone to bring her hot water to wash herself.
They immediately hugged each other and fell asleep without saying a word.
I slept until noon.
I felt so hungry when I woke up that I could eat a whole cow.
They were only able to have a proper conversation after lunch.
"How is the battle going at the front?" Yan Nangui asked.
“We have the upper hand right now. But it’s getting hot, so it’s a close contest,” Shu Chengfeng said.
"We'll definitely win," Yan Nangui said. Shu Chengfeng nodded.
He has already mobilized troops, and reinforcements will arrive in less than ten days. We still need to win this battle quickly.
"By the way, Your Highness, could you please pardon Meng Junxian?" Yan Nangui asked.
Shu Chengfeng paused in his tea-drinking motion: "Do you know what you said?"
"What did I say? Do you mean I'm pleading for my ex-husband?" Yan Nangui looked at him, speechless.
"Isn't that right?" Shu Chengfeng gently turned his hand and took a sip of tea.
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