However, judging from Sixth Sister's appearance, she seemed to have a good impression of Thirteenth Prince. She tilted her head and stared at him for a few moments, when a thought suddenly popped into her mind, a thought that made her heart jump instantly.
There was absolutely no way she could marry the Thirteenth Prince and become his wife. So if it was destined that one of the Zhaojia clan members would become the Thirteenth Prince's wife, it seemed that only her Sixth Sister could do it.
Even though the Fourth Prince eventually ascended the throne and the Thirteenth Prince became Prince Yi, enjoying temporary favor, it could not erase the ten years of imprisonment. Given Sixth Sister's personality, how could she endure such suffering? She also couldn't bear to see Sixth Sister jump into that pit of fire.
She then thought of the anomaly in her lifeline. If that person really was the Thirteenth Prince, then future interactions with him would be inevitable.
Now that she has a grudge against the Thirteenth Prince, even though they have reconciled on the surface, who knows if he will not hold a grudge in his heart? And given that there is such a possible relationship between the two of them, she would never have much contact with the Thirteenth Prince. How can she achieve her goal without getting herself involved?
After all, that day is still far away. What's important now is to dispel Sixth Sister's goodwill towards Thirteenth Prince, even if it means tarnishing the future Prince Yi's reputation.
Heyue snorted in dissatisfaction: "Where is he naive? Sixth Sister, you don't actually believe what he and Fourth Princess said, do you? I've heard that most people in the royal family are precocious and have many thoughts. Who knows, the Thirteenth Prince may already be sensible and just want to take advantage of Sixth Sister. He's pretending to be pitiful and innocent to gain Sixth Sister's sympathy. Sixth Sister, you must not be fooled by him."
Yan Yue's eyes widened at He Yue's words, her face flushed, and she glared at her fiercely: "You little devil, you talk as if you know so much! You're just a boy about our age, how could you have so many tricks up your sleeve? You're still young, you shouldn't listen to other people's nonsense." She secretly thought to herself, Seventh Sister is too young to say such things, she probably heard it from someone else. Hmm, I have to be careful, I can't let Seventh Sister hear those bad things, lest she be led astray.
"And also, Seventh Sister, you shouldn't hold a grudge against the Thirteenth Prince anymore. Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, and he has condescended to apologize, we haven't suffered any loss. I saw his perfectly good face at the time, but it turned into that state, it was really quite pitiful." She clicked her tongue a few times, both amused and pitying: "Alas, such a handsome young man is truly rare, even when he cries, it's heartbreaking. Seventh Sister, you really had the heart to do that." Her tone and eyes made it seem as if she had committed some heinous crime.
Oh no! I never expected Sixth Sister to have such deep feelings for Thirteenth Prince. If this continues, will Sixth Sister really marry Thirteenth Prince?
Heyue was filled with gloom, but what did Sixth Sister mean by that? Could it be that Sixth Sister liked Thirteenth Prince simply because he was handsome?
She grabbed Yan Yue's sleeve, her eyes sparkling, and said urgently, "Sixth Sister, there are plenty of handsome men in the world. Not to mention anything else, our Yi Duli is a rare and beautiful young man, no less than the Thirteenth Prince. Although he's a bit dark-skinned, he's much more manly than that pretty boy. He won't be blown away by the wind. He's such a grown man, yet he still acts like a crybaby and a snotty-nosed brat. Besides, those are other people's children. Yi Duli is ours. You need to be clear about that."
He Yue silently apologized to Yi Duli in her heart. "Kid, just consider it a sacrifice of your looks for Sixth Sister. We're family, so don't hold it against us."
Yan Yue rubbed her back, which was bent over laughing, and pointed at her with her index finger, laughing uncontrollably: "My little aunt, you actually called the Thirteenth Prince a pretty boy? Is that how you compare them? How did Yi Duli, that dark-skinned guy, manage to win your favor? How can he compare to such a handsome and cute young man as the Thirteenth Prince?"
Heyue was on the verge of tears. "My sixth sister, it's not good to judge people by their appearance like this."
As soon as they entered Zhengxi Hall, Heyue was still pondering how to dispel her sixth sister's affections for the thirteenth prince when Lady Irgen Gioro slammed her hand on the table, turned around, and shouted sternly, "Kneel down!"
Startled by the shout, Heyue and Yanyue looked at their mother's ashen face and cried out in their hearts, "It's over!" before kneeling down with a thud.
Mother's anger has turned into a major problem.
"You lot are getting more and more audacious. You even dare to hit a prince and keep it from me. Do you even respect me as your mother? Have I spoiled you too much and made you act without restraint?"
Hearing this, Heyue quickly retorted, feeling wronged: "Mother, we really didn't know that was the Thirteenth Prince. We always remember your teachings and have always been good. It's just that the Thirteenth Prince bullied Sixth Sister, which is intolerable. Mother taught us sisters to love each other and not to stand idly by while Sixth Sister was being bullied. As for why we kept it from you, it was because we were afraid that you would worry and get sick from being upset."
Yan Yue nodded in agreement: "Yes, Mother, Seventh Sister did it for me. Didn't you see that Seventh Sister's hands are all red? Please don't blame her. If you want to blame someone, blame Sixth Sister."
Normally, given Heyue's frail health, Irgen Gioro would have been reluctant to let her continue kneeling, even if she had to speak loudly. But this time, she remained unmoved by these words, her expression still cold and stern, a solemnity never before seen.
Looking at her two kneeling daughters, Irgen Gioro's temples throbbed, and disappointment flashed in her eyes: "You two still show no remorse! Do you even know who the other party is? Sixth, you've always been willful and mischievous, but your mother always thought you knew your limits. Yet you dared to lay a hand on a prince, and now you even dare to lie! Seventh, your mother knows your temperament all too well. How could you possibly injure someone? You've disappointed your mother so much! And Seventh, you've always been sensible and polite, yet now you dare to talk back to Fourth Princess Consort! Who gave you such audacity? Where have all the manners you learned gone?"
Irgen Gioro rarely lost her temper with her children, and this was the first time she had been so angry. Her tone was harsh, and her chest heaved violently.
He Yue was quite embarrassed. It seemed that Lady Irgen Gioro had a deep understanding of her daughter and actually thought that it was the Sixth Sister who had injured the Thirteenth Prince.
It's all because Zhao Jia Heyue was too weak and gentle in the past, and no one could have imagined that she would hit the Thirteenth Prince.
However, Mother was truly furious this time. If she really believed that Sixth Sister had hit the person, Sixth Sister would definitely punish her severely, which wouldn't do.
Before she could speak, Yan Yue immediately stepped forward and hugged her mother's leg, obediently admitting her mistake: "Mother, it was Xiao Liu's fault. Please don't be angry. Be careful not to hurt yourself. Xiao Liu promises that she will never hit people again."
Heyue rushed forward: "Mother, it really is Xiaoqi's fault, it has nothing to do with Sixth Sister. Xiaoqi just can't stand seeing someone bullying Sixth Sister, please don't blame Sixth Sister, okay?"
She clutched at the hem of Irgen Gioro's skirt, tilted her head back, her eyes slightly red, looking pitiful: "Mother, Xiao Qi was really wrong, please don't be angry anymore, okay?"
Looking at her pitiful little girl, Lady Irgen Gioro's heart softened instantly, but in a moment her expression turned cold and stern again. She frowned and coldly rebuked, "Your mother will no longer tolerate this. Little Seven, since you say that you were the one who did it, you will kneel in the ancestral hall and copy the 'Admonitions for Women' one hundred times."
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