Chapter 155 Zhao Lingmeng couldn't help but take action again
"Third Prince, you should go out and take a piss and take a picture of yourself! Don't embarrass yourself by bringing your concubine out here for no reason." Zhao Lingmeng looked at the Third Prince's roar, but instead of getting angry, she smiled and mocked him. If it weren't for the pain in her hands, she would have wanted to slap the Third Prince twice.
When Zhao Shuiyun heard her elder sister say this, she knew something was wrong. The Third Prince would definitely be furious. She immediately knelt in the middle of the room and said, "Sister, I was wrong about what happened before. Please don't take your anger out on the Third Prince. He's doing this for your own good. We really don't want you to go on a marriage alliance."
Zhao Shuiyun was crying as she spoke, and Zhao Lingmeng had only one feeling: this crying method was quite beautiful. It was a pity that she was not a man, otherwise she might be moved by her "sincerity"!
The Third Prince was immediately moved and quickly stepped forward to pull Zhao Shuiyun into his arms to comfort her. He also did not forget to sternly criticize Zhao Lingmeng, "Zhao Lingmeng, you are such a heartless and ungrateful woman!"
Zhao Lingmeng hadn't wanted to fight them today, but the two men were too annoying, so she had no choice but to rush over and slap each of them twice. Especially since Zhao Lingmeng had just returned from six months of work and was much stronger.
The third prince was fine, with only a few fingerprints on his face, but the delicate-skinned Zhao Shuiyun was in a terrible state, with his face instantly becoming red and swollen.
But the Third Prince was once again unable to react. By the time he realized what was happening, Zhao Lingmeng had already retreated, surrounded by Chunshui and the other martial artists. The Third Prince could only cover his face with one hand and point at Zhao Lingmeng with the other, "How dare you hit me?"
"It's not the first time, what's so strange about it. You two said that you should stay in the palace and be affectionate with each other, but you have to come to me, the eldest princess, to get beaten. I don't know what your hobby is." After Zhao Lingmeng finished speaking, she took the handkerchief handed by Qiuyue as if in protest and wiped her hands slowly.
Zhao Lingmeng thought that Qiuyue and she had the best understanding, so it was no wonder that she was willing to take Qiuyue with her wherever she went. She was very quick-witted and had won her heart.
It wasn't that Zhao Lingmeng had to do it herself, but the Third Prince was still a prince. If she struck him, nothing would happen, but if someone else did, that wasn't certain. He was the Emperor's biological son, after all. Who knew if the Emperor would vent his anger on someone else? Zhao Lingmeng didn't want anyone else to be her cannon fodder.
"Zhao Lingmeng, are you so confident that your father won't do anything to you?" The third prince held the crying Zhao Shuiyun in one hand and glared at Zhao Lingmeng with resentment.
What broke the awkwardness was Zhao Shuiyun's cry: "Your Highness, my sister must be jealous of my face."
When Zhao Shuiyun said this, the Third Prince felt even more distressed. His Yun'er was so pitiful and kind, yet even her own sister couldn't tolerate her. She got into trouble over such a small matter. Yun'er had no idea how much suffering she had endured at home.
If Zhao Lingmeng knew that the Third Prince had voluntarily given her a big pot, she would probably want to hit him a few more times.
"I don't make a living by my looks." Zhao Lingmeng said this honestly, but the two people below didn't think so, especially Zhao Shuiyun, who felt that Zhao Lingmeng was mocking her by saying this. She was just a concubine after all.
Originally, Zhao Shuiyun had come with the intention of easing the tension, but now she knew Zhao Lingmeng wouldn't do that. She felt like Zhao Lingmeng looked down on her, and her hatred for her was so intense that her tears only grew more pitiful.
"Just wait for me," the third prince said as he helped the crying Zhao Shuiyun out.
As soon as the Third Prince and Zhao Shuiyun walked out of the gate of Princess Funing's mansion, someone immediately threw out the things they brought with them, and then slammed the door shut.
"This is too much, absolutely too much!" The Third Prince felt so angry that his hair stood on end. He had never suffered such a great humiliation in his life.
"Third Prince, what should we do now?" The servant beside the Third Prince asked cautiously.
"Take the things and let's go back to the palace." Before leaving, the third prince turned around and glared at the plaque of Princess Funing's Mansion, thinking that one day he would definitely step on this plaque and make that vicious woman Zhao Lingmeng kneel down and beg him.
The Third Prince and Zhao Shuiyun were too embarrassed to walk around with such a face, so they took a carriage directly to the palace. Zhao Shuiyun, wanting the Third Prince to resent Zhao Lingmeng even more, wanted her to marry into a foreign alliance. She couldn't believe it; her elder sister had married into a foreign alliance, and her father and elder brother didn't value her. So, she cried in the carriage and said a lot of things that only added fuel to the fire.
The Third Prince was already angry, and after Zhao Shuiyun provoked him, the Third Prince immediately took Zhao Shuiyun to the Emperor's study. He must file a complaint as soon as possible, otherwise his injury would have healed and there would be no point in filing a complaint.
Zhao Lingmeng, seeing the two idiots leave, patted her clothes lightly and said, "Come on, the show is over. Let's go to the backyard and see the vegetables my three older sons planted for me."
"Your Highness, the Third Prince and the others are not going to complain, are they? Why don't you change your clothes first, in case the Emperor summons you later." Seeing that His Highness was going to wear this outfit to visit the vegetable garden, Nanny Sun could only remind him.
"It's okay if the third prince doesn't complain. If he does, he will be finished." Zhao Lingmeng is really fearless about this. As a talented and spoiled princess, she hopes to live in peace until old age.
Chunshui and others who knew a lot about the inside story also felt that unless the emperor was crazy, His Highness would be fine. He just slapped the third prince twice, and his arms and legs were not broken.
The Third Prince and Zhao Shuiyun were actually kneeling before the Emperor at this moment. Even the Third Prince, such a grown man, was crying in front of the Emperor.
"Okay, wipe your tears! You look so ugly." After the emperor said this, he gestured to Eunuch Zhuo to hand his handkerchief to the third prince to wipe his tears.
Zhao Shuiyun, who was kneeling with the third prince, just shed tears, revealing her red and swollen face, but she did not dare to cry out loud like the third prince.
The Third Prince wiped his tears and immediately crawled over to hug the Emperor's legs. "Father, I am such a coward! How dare anyone bully me?"
After all, he was his own son, and the emperor felt distressed when he saw him crying like this. The handprints on his face were indeed from being beaten.
Eunuch Zhuo immediately helped the third prince sit on the chair next to him and served him hot tea.
"You can tell me now! Who hit you in the face? And who is this pig-headed person kneeling down here? I'm busy today!" The emperor was also a little helpless. What's the point of just crying? Why don't you tell me?
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