The Crown Princess's real name was Meng Jia, also known by the courtesy name Huaizhu. Her grandfather was the top scholar in the 12th year of the Xuande reign, but he was too rigid in character. Although he had talent, he always disapproved of things.
This made the late emperor extremely annoyed with her grandfather, who was always trying to send him to a remote place to take charge of affairs. However, her grandfather was so talented that he managed everything in an orderly manner wherever he went, and his political achievements were one after another.
In order to avoid gossip, the late emperor promoted Meng Yi reluctantly, but tried to keep him away from the center of power.
Unexpectedly, a famine broke out in the area governed by Meng Yi, causing countless deaths and injuries, but Meng Yi saved their lives.
While the people wished for this, the late emperor was extremely troubled. He hated Meng Yi to death, and yet he wanted to confer a higher title on him?
At that time, the noble family offered a good advice to the late emperor. Why not promote him to the first-rank Grand Tutor?
The late emperor was delighted when he heard this! The Crown Prince and his Grand Tutor—two people they disliked coming together. Meng Yi didn't have real power yet, so he couldn't help the Crown Prince.
The common people had no idea what was going on; they only knew that Lord Meng had been promoted to a first-rank official.
So Meng Yishui became a member of the prince's party and repeatedly threatened to die when the prince was humiliated, thus preventing the then Emperor Mingxi from suffering such humiliation.
Therefore, when the current emperor ascended the throne, he treated Grand Tutor Meng with great courtesy, but the Grand Tutor was old and had retired long ago.
But the Meng family is a family that everyone flatters. Who doesn’t know that Grand Tutor Meng is in the emperor’s favor?
As soon as Meng Jia grew up, hundreds of families came to her for help. Grand Tutor Meng said that it was his granddaughter who made the decision, but who knew that Meng Jia had chosen the Prince of An as her own?
Thinking of her grandfather's warning when she got married, and thinking of Yan Zeli's promise not to take concubines, the Crown Prince's Concubine sneered.
Her husband, to whom she had sworn a solemn oath of love, came kneeling before her with his concubine and begged her after only five years.
Meng Jia felt sad, but could only accept it. Who told Yan Zeli to become the default heir?
My grandfather has retired, and my father is not very talented. Even if I ask the emperor to decree a divorce, who knows if Yan Zeli will not seek revenge when he ascends the throne?
In order to love her family, the Crown Prince's wife pretended to be magnanimous and endured it, but she never slept in the same bed with the Crown Prince again.
When Meng Jia learned that he had a son, he woke up laughing in his dreams.
God is merciful! He let her wait until now.
"Huaizhu?" Perhaps knowing that there was no hope for him to return home, Yan Zeli couldn't believe it and looked at Meng Jia pitifully.
"Put aside your disgusting behavior! I feel extremely disgusted when I see you these past few years. The emperor has already agreed, and my father will take me home soon. Yan Zeli, take your concubine and get out of here as far as you can."
The Crown Prince's Consort had a cold expression on her face, with disgust between her brows. She didn't even look at Yan Zeli, thus dirtying her own eyes for nothing.
Now I realize that I was wrong, and I feel sad and confused.
Yan Zeli closed his eyes tightly. Did Huaizhu really have no feelings for him? "When we were engaged, we said we would never be apart in this life—"
"Ugh—" He was halfway through his words when the Crown Princess, regardless of her manners, made a gagging sound on the spot.
She is a lady from a noble family, and her behavior in public is enough to show her hatred.
"Don't disgust me, Yan Zeli. Your sister's one thousand taels were swallowed up by Ye Huan. Don't you know anything about it?" Meng Jia was too lazy to waste words with him and directly exposed the matter.
Ye Huan's eyes flashed with panic, "Princess, please don't slander me."
"Haha, Luhua, let's go!" Meng Jia felt disgusted standing under the same sky with such a person.
Walking out of the house, I looked at the blue sky, the smiling pedestrians passing by, and my father standing by the carriage waiting for me.
Meng Jia showed the brilliant smile she had before she got married, "Daddy!"
From now on, please don’t send me any more letters, as there is no proof of our lovemaking in the painted building.
First he was deposed, then he was disabled, and his sister, who had been kicked out of the house long ago, was enjoying his own treatment. Now his beloved princess has also left Yan Zeli.
The scene of the Crown Princess's cold smile kept replaying in Yan Zeli's mind, and the strong impact made his body twitch uncontrollably.
Just like a patient with epilepsy.
Ye Huan looked at the rolling Wasted Prince, her eyes full of fear. The moment Yan Zeli twitched and accidentally touched her, Ye Huan jumped up and said, "Stay away from me!"
She couldn't pretend anymore.
Seeing that he was here and Ye Huan dared to treat the deposed prince like this, Prince An was furious. "I don't want your son, who is so crooked. Serve the deposed prince well. I have sent people to keep an eye on you. If you dare to neglect him, you will die!"
Prince An was already furious after swallowing up a thousand taels of silver from his daughter, yet he still dared to do this!
As for his son who was convulsing, King An had already sent for a doctor.
He didn't want to see such a farce again. And that eldest grandson Yan Qingyun would probably be more harmful than his son if he stayed in the palace. It would be better to throw him to that bitch!
After drinking the medicine, the deposed prince lay on the hard bed, motionless, which was a bit scary.
Ye Huan hugged his crying son, feeling lost.
"Water." Yan Zeli muttered to himself.
Ye Huan spat, "Pah, you still want to drink water!"
After hearing this, Yan Zeli reacted a little, "Bitch, bitch, you hurt Huaizhu and me——"
"Can I force you to sleep with me?" Ye Huan said sarcastically.
The deposed prince's expression froze, as if a sore spot had been touched. He struggled to pick up the scissors beside the bed and threw them at Ye Huan.
Ye Huan screamed and was about to pounce on him to fight, but the servant sent by Prince An pushed her away.
Seeing this, Yan Zeli burst into laughter, making the servant feel uneasy. "Bitch, why don't you pour me some water!"
Ye Huan had no choice but to go forward obediently.
The two men started fighting again, but Ye Huan didn't dare to fight back in front of others. When the other person walked out, a vicious look appeared in his eyes.
Even though she couldn't resort to force, she still had plenty of ways to fight this cripple.
When the deposed prince said he wanted to go to the toilet, she threw him on the toilet. When he said he wanted to drink water, she boiled the water and scalded Yan Zeli's mouth.
But the servant came in and saw that she didn't beat the deposed prince, so he didn't care.
The quarrel between the two became more and more violent, and both were looking for ways to kill each other.
Only Yan Qingyun stood stupidly outside the door, watching his once loving parents humiliate each other.
"Bitch, how dare you do this to me!" "So what? I didn't do anything."
"How dare you bully me?" "Haha, you think you're the prince, I won't please you!"
They chirped all day long, making the two servants guarding the place so loud that their ears hurt.
Both of them stuffed cotton into their ears. The younger servant felt a little pity when he saw the stunned Yan Qingyun, "Poor thing, he's still so young!"
The elder scoffed, "What's there to be pitied about? This is the worst! Beating servants to death is common, and they even complained about their cousin being noisy, and they poisoned him with a bowl of medicine and made him mute! I think this is a case of evil being punished, and these people will suffer the consequences of their actions."
Xuanzheng Hall.
Emperor Mingxi was reviewing memorials. New Year's Day was coming soon, and he also needed to take a break. After dealing with these things, he could also spend time with his son.
"Your Majesty." Wu Zhonghe called softly, bowed and handed over a handkerchief.
Emperor Mingxi raised his eyes slightly, and found that his fingertips were stained with ink at some point.
A dark shadow fell in front of him. Emperor Mingxi took a handkerchief and wiped his fingertips, then asked calmly, "How is it?"
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