Chapter 9 The King Has His Own Arrangements
Ruan Yiyu was listening to the report from the nanny who went to inquire about the news about the situation in the front yard.
"What?"
Nanny Fu spoke again with fear in her voice, "Madam, it's true. Uncle Qiu and those guards all have broken bones..."
"Several doctors have said..." Nanny Fu glanced at Ruan Yiyu, "They said... they might not be able to use force anymore."
Ruan Yiyu frowned. What’s the point of guarding the army if they can’t use force?
"That Lowe is a spineless guy. It seems that he has surrendered to that bitch and has already handed the account book to that bitch."
Nanny Fu kept calling Ruan Yiyu a bitch. She originally wanted to please Ruan Yiyu, but Ruan Yiyu was upset at the time and became more annoyed the more she listened.
"Okay, don't mention her in my ears anymore." Ruan Yiyu scolded Nanny Fu irritably.
Nanny Fu pursed her lips awkwardly, "Yes, ma'am."
Ling Chan was stopped at the door.
"Um, Miss, please allow me to inform the Madam." The little maid lowered her head nervously.
Ling Chan didn't make things difficult for her and casually waved her hand, "No need to inform. Anyway, the stepmother never needed to inform me when she visited my courtyard before."
"But..." the little maid followed her, "But..."
Ling Chan strode quickly and soon arrived outside Ruan Yiyu's house.
When Aunt Fu, who had just walked out of the house, saw Ling Chan, her eyes widened like bells and she ran back as if she had seen a ghost, "Madam, Madam..."
"What are you yelling about?" Ruan Yiyu asked impatiently.
Madam Fu pointed at Ling Chan behind her, "Bitch..."
Realizing that the bitch she was talking about was right behind her, Nanny Fu quickly changed her words, "Big, the eldest lady is here."
Ruan Yiyu suddenly looked up and saw Ling Chan.
"What are you doing here?" She stood up and looked at Ling Chan sternly, "Didn't you get everything you wanted?"
Ling Chan walked straight past her and sat on the chair she had just been sitting on.
"Ruan Yiyu, I want to ask you, where is my mother's dowry? Why is it not recorded in those account books?"
Ruan Yiyu was slightly startled. "Your mother's dowry? Those..."
"I advise you to hand over all my mother's things and don't force me." Ling Chan thought she was unwilling and didn't have the patience to listen to her next words.
"I have never seen your mother's dowry." Ruan Yiyu said.
Ling Chan studied her expression and confirmed that she was not lying. "Who has it?"
Ruan Yiyu subconsciously thought that since Gong Lele's dowry was not in the hands of her, the mistress of the Ling Mansion, it must be in the hands of the general.
Ling Chan thought of it immediately after asking.
However, in this era, women’s dowries were mostly their personal property, and even when they arrived at their husband’s home, these dowries would not be used.
If a man uses his wife's dowry, he will often be criticized.
Gong Lele is dead, but she has a daughter, so the dowry should belong to Ling Chan, and it will never be Ling Rui's turn to get it.
"Ling Chan, if you have the guts, ask your dead mother's dowry from your father." Ruan Yiyu looked at Ling Chan with a gloating look.
Ling Chan rolled her eyes at her and left with Hongdou.
"Madam, she..." Nanny Fu pointed at Ling Chan's back, looking very unconvinced.
"Alright." Ruan Yiyu sat down angrily, "Let's talk about it after the general comes back."
She reminded Aunt Fu, "Don't serve me in the near future. Go to Yu'er and don't let him provoke Ling Chan."
"Okay." Nanny Fu agreed.
Ling Xueyao wrote a letter and asked her maid Qu Lian to deliver it to Prince Huai's Mansion.
"Qu Lian, you must tell King Huai all the grievances your sister has suffered. King Huai will definitely feel sorry for your sister and will stand up for her." Ling Xuehui instructed Qu Lian seriously.
Qu Lian nodded, "I understand, don't worry, Second Miss."
When she passed by the front yard, she heard the guards wailing... She was so scared that she ran away from Ling Mansion.
When they arrived at Prince Huai's mansion, Qu Lian explained her purpose and was invited in by the doorman.
It only took a cup of tea for Qu Lian to meet King Huai, which shows how much King Huai Xiao Yi cares about Ling Xueyao.
"Your Highness, this is a letter from the young lady to you." Qu Lian lowered her head after handing the letter written by Ling Xueyao to Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi felt very strange. He and Ling Xueyao had just met two days ago... and they were going to meet at Yulu Temple tomorrow. What important matter was there that required a letter to be delivered today?
In the letter, Ling Xueyao exaggerated the fact that her yard was snatched away by Ling Chan, and that the two secret guards given to her by Xiao Yi were injured by Ling Chan. She implied that the reason Ling Chan bullied her was because she was jealous of her and Xiao Yi's mutual affection. Her words contained grievance and fear, and she hoped that Xiao Jin could take charge of the matter for her.
After reading the letter, Xiao Yi frowned.
If Gong Lele were still alive, it wouldn't be a big deal for him to marry Ling Chan. After all, her mother was highly valued by the late emperor, held military power, and had powerful underworld forces behind her.
But Gong Lele is dead, and Ling Chan is also seriously ill and needs long-term recuperation.
He had seen Ling Chan in Ling Mansion before. She looked so sick and dying. How could she be worthy of being the Princess of Huai?
Over the years, he had begged the Queen Mother countless times to cancel his engagement with Ling Chan, but the Queen Mother only asked him to wait patiently.
He didn't know what he was waiting for, let alone how long he should wait.
Seeing that Ling Chan was already sixteen years old, he himself was twenty-seven.
"I understand." Xiao Yi put Ling Xueyao's letter away. "Go back and reassure Yao'er. Go to Yulu Temple as usual tomorrow. I will make arrangements."
Qu Lian nodded softly, and only after Xiao Yi left did she take a sneak peek at him.
After returning to the Ling Mansion, Qu Lian relayed Xiao Yi's words to Ling Xueyao.
"King Huai didn't say what the specific arrangements were?" Ling Xuehui asked.
Qu Lian shook her head. "No, the prince said he had his own arrangements."
Ling Xuehui turned to look at Ling Xueyao, "Sister, why is the prince like this? He won't tell me the specific arrangements... Does he really care about me?"
Ling Xueyao was originally very happy after hearing Qu Lian's words, but after hearing what Ling Xuehui said, she couldn't help feeling a little sad.
Ling Xuehui secretly looked at Ling Xueyao's instantly depressed eyes, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.
"Sister, let's go to Yulu Temple together tomorrow."
Without waiting for Ling Xueyao to refuse, Ling Xuehui hugged Ling Xueyao's arm distressedly, "Sister, your hand is injured so badly, Hui'er is worried, just let Hui'er come with you."
Seeing that she was so worried about her, Ling Xueyao agreed.
In Prince Huai's Mansion, Xiao Yi and others were waiting in their own courtyard.
After a while, two women with barely breathing were brought in and thrown to the ground.
The two men didn't dare to wail, but knelt on the ground with their wounds, "Greetings, Your Majesty."
"Tell me, what happened?!" Xiao Yi said coldly.
The two explained the situation and showed Xiao Yi the burns above his chest.
"I don't know what kind of martial arts Ling Chan is practicing..."
"She punched us... that's it. The doctor said it looked like... a burn, but it's different from a normal burn."
If Ling Chan were here, she would definitely tell them considerately that this kind of injury is called... electric burn!
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