The maid of Shaohua Palace took a pair of scissors, grabbed Meng Dong's hair roughly, and cut her hair according to An Jieyu's instructions.
Until Concubine An asked her to stop, the maid continued to cut her hair.
Meng Dong didn't dare to resist at all, because the more she resisted, the more ruthless An Jieyu would be.
"Cut them off, cut them all off for me!"
Hearing this, the palace maid hurriedly speeded up her movements, and Meng Dong's hair was cut all over the floor.
"You little bastard, why don't you just die outside!"
"How dare they do that? He is just a prince without any support! Just wait and see. One day, I will take your revenge double!"
At this moment, a eunuch's voice suddenly came from outside, "The Seventh Prince has arrived."
Upon hearing that the Seventh Prince was coming, the palace maid who was cutting Meng Dong's hair immediately stopped what she was doing.
An Jieyu calmed down and waved her hand to signal the palace maid to take Meng Dong away.
When the seventh prince Yuan Shuo came in, he happened to pass by Meng Dong. His eyes swept across Meng Dong's face and his dog-chewed hair, and his brows slightly frowned.
"Shuo'er, you have to make the decision for mother." An Jieyu wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. "Mother just said something wrong, and they treated her like this. You were so nice to them."
Yuan Shuo hurried here after hearing what his two younger brothers had done to his mother.
However, he knew that although his two younger brothers were naughty, they would never be so reckless.
So, it must be something his mother did.
Sure enough, when he asked his two younger brothers, he found out everything. No wonder they did such an outrageous thing.
If it were him, he would probably do the same.
The Seventh Prince looked at An Jieyu and said as gently as possible: "Mother, you shouldn't have said that about my Eighth Brother and Ninth Brother, as well as the late Concubine Li."
Hearing this, An Jieyu's expression suddenly changed, "Are you here to blame my mother?"
"I am not here to blame you, Mother. I just want you to know that there are some things you cannot say in this palace. You should be careful with your words and actions."
"You are here just to accuse me!"
An Jieyu's tears immediately fell like pearls from a broken string, "They beat me, cut off my precious hair, and drew these two ugly things on my face.
When you came, you didn't care if I was hurt or not, you just spoke for them. Have you forgotten that I am your mother? You have no conscience, how can you treat me like this? "
Yuan Shuo looked at the crying An Jieyu, feeling somewhat helpless, but his tone was still gentle, "Mother, I am saying these things because you are my mother, not because I am biased towards my eighth and ninth brothers.
If you don’t recognize your mistakes, you may cause greater trouble in the future.”
An Jieyu cried even louder when she heard this, "Okay, now you've grown up and become strong enough to teach me a lesson!"
"Mother, I have not..."
An Jieyu pointed towards the door and said, "Go away! I don't want to see such an unfilial son like you!"
Yuan Shuo did not move. After a moment's silence, he reached out to pull An Jieyu's sleeve and said, "Mother, please don't be angry. I was a little harsh in my tone. I am your child, so I will definitely side with you."
An Jieyu pulled back her sleeve angrily.
Yuan Shuo continued, "I know, and you know in your heart that what I said is correct. Otherwise, you wouldn't have said something out of turn just now."
"But they've gone too far!"
"Yes, yes, yes." Yuan Shuo nodded in agreement, "I will go and talk to them later."
"This is my good son."
Yuan Shuo felt tired and thought about apologizing to the Eighth and Ninth Princes on behalf of his mother later.
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On the other hand, after leaving the palace, the Duke of England went straight to Ye Wuhen’s "China Grocery Store".
At this moment, he was eating fruit and chatting with Ye Wuhen in "Fruity".
After taking a bite of the banana, the Duke of England asked, "Mr. Ye, how old are you this year?"
"20."
"Have you taken a wife or a concubine?" the Duke of England asked.
"No."
Upon hearing this, the Duke of England quickly finished the banana in his hand.
He looked at Ye Wuhen with a smile, "I still have a daughter who is still unmarried, she is sixteen years old, I wonder if Mr. Ye is interested in her?"
Ye Wuhen looked at the Duke of England suspiciously, "Do you understand me? You betrothed your daughter to me. Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person and will ruin your daughter's life? You are too irresponsible."
Hearing Ye Wuhen's words, the Duke of England smiled with even greater satisfaction, "Although I don't know you, the fact that you can say such words shows that you are not a bad person.
Besides, the people that Master Xiao Jiang is willing to make friends with are definitely not bad people. I am not the kind of father who will marry off his daughter casually."
“Isn’t this casual?” Ye Wuhen disagreed.
"Anyone certified by Lord Xiao Jiang is definitely reliable and definitely not random. Besides, you are good-looking and your family background seems good too.
Don’t think I said that casually just because it was the first time I met you. Before that, I had thought a lot about it.”
Ye Wuhen said lightly, "Oh."
Seeing this, the Duke of England asked again, "How about it, do you want to meet my daughter?"
"No, I have no plans to get married now."
"You are not young anymore, it's time for you to get married. When I was your age, I already had children." The Duke of England continued to persuade.
"I think it's still young, there's no rush."
"Isn't it urgent? In a few years, Master Xiao Jiang's children will be born."
Hearing this, Ye Wuhen's pupils shrank and his face darkened.
The Duke of England did not catch Ye Wuhen's emotional changes and continued, "Even if you are not in a hurry to get married now, you can still meet each other! My daughter is not too old, she can wait."
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