Chapter 241 Prince spare his life

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Ye Jinxiao pondered for a moment: "There is such a thing."

"However, this is a family matter in the Tutor's Mansion, and it is my mother's responsibility. I am not sure about the specific situation. I, a married daughter, cannot take care of my mother's family's affairs."

She said very piously:

"Since Miss Yun is so worried about Aunt Liang, why not call my mother and let her explain in public?"

Everyone: "..."

A dignified wife, a first-rate wife who has passed the three books and six etiquettes, but what should she explain to a concubine?

Isn't this disrespectful to Mrs. Taifu?

Moreover, the wife of the Grand Tutor came from a rich family, and many officials in the court were associated with the richest man Xie. Who would want to offend the richest man Xie for the sake of a little aunt?

The Crown Princess smiled warmly and said, "The matters in the back house are not as simple as those in the court."

As the saying goes, three women perform one drama.

The methods used between women are all murderous things without blood.

As the mistress of the East Palace, she is already accustomed to matters in the back house.

"The Taifu's wife must have her own reasons for punishing my aunt. It is said that every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. Even if I am an upright official, it will be difficult for me to deal with household affairs."

She pondered for a moment and chose a compromise:

"It's better than this."

"Miss Yun has just saved Nannan. She is kind to me. Princess Yu, please see if you can be accommodating to Mrs. Tutor. I will punish you as much as possible. This will satisfy Miss Yun's filial piety."

The generous words were taken into consideration by both sides.

Not only did she lose Yun Weiwei's filial piety, but she also lost Princess Fuyu's face.

Ye Jinxiao naturally had no reason to refuse: "Yes."

"I will go home later and talk to my mother."

Yun Weiwei felt amnesty: "That's good..."

She held her heart in her hands, staggered a few steps, accidentally knocked over the tea in her hand, and murmured without knowing it: "It's great, my aunt and uncle treat me as if they were my own. As long as she is safe, I will feel relieved..." "

When everyone saw it, they all secretly thought that this cousin was kind-hearted and knew how to repay her kindness.

In this way, it seems that Princess Yu is going too far.

Ye Jinxiao helped her up and said, "Miss Yun, be careful, your skirt is wet."

The tea soaked a large area and was still stained with tea leaves, making him look a little embarrassed.

Yun staggered slightly, "I lost my composure. I was worried about Aunt Liang last night and didn't sleep well all night. My mental state is not good today..."

But when she was the first to rush to save the little princess, her responsiveness and quick movements did not look like she was in a "bad mood".

The Crown Princess said, "Come here, take Miss Yun to the backyard to change into some clothes."

"yes."

"Thank you very much, Princess."

Ye Jinxiao stood there, looking at the backs of the two palace maids leading Yun Weiwei to retreat first, and narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

Yun Weiwei saved the little princess and made such a big contribution, but she was willing to use this credit to excuse Aunt Liang?

If she was really worried about Aunt Liang, she would not dress up so beautifully and come to the banquet today.

She must have other purposes.

Ye Jinxiao returned to Lanxuan Terrace and just sat down when he accidentally caught a glimpse of the light white frost on his fingertips.

Was it the one who helped Yun Weiwei stay behind just now?

Gently stick to the white frost with your fingertips, place it between your lips and lick it gently.

Slightly sweet.

Guarou powder...

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backyard.

The guards were all in the garden, investigating the murder of the little princess, but the backyard was slightly peaceful.

The maid led the way: "Miss Yun, this is Fangfei Garden, a courtyard specially designed for guests to rest. There are clean clothes in the closet."

Yun Weiwei held up the wet hem of her skirt and said, "I can just change it myself, thank you very much."

The palace maid nodded and left first.

Watching the palace maid walk away, Yun Weiwei immediately entered the room, poured a glass of water, and poured the remaining melon powder in her purse into it.

When the trichosanthes powder is dipped in water, it disappears instantly without a trace.

Seeing this, he curled his lips in satisfaction.

After processing, 'destroy the corpses and eliminate traces'——

Moreover, she had a bigger gain: when she came here, she took a look at all the courtyards along the way, and she saw the prince in the next courtyard...

Yun Weiwei unbuttoned his collar, and seeing no one around him, he quietly tiptoed towards the yard next door...

The door was ajar, and a scolding voice came from inside:

"Not found? Useless bastard... I've checked them all... Who dared to murder the little princess... Let's check again!"

The man slapped the table angrily, and several guards rushed out in a hurry, not daring to delay at all, and hurried to check.

The prince rested his hands on the table, wearing a luxurious purple robe embroidered with python patterns. He wore a dragon-carved jade ring on his left thumb, which symbolized status and dignity. His handsome and calm face seemed to be carved with fine edges and corners, and he was mature. Steady, generous, yet powerful.

Through the crack in the door, Yun Weiwei glanced at her, and her heart skipped a beat.

She covered her heart, quickly adjusted herself, unbuttoned her clothes, and pushed the door open:

"is it here?"

There was confusion on her face: "I'll change it right away, I can...ah!"

When I entered the house, my pink bellyband was exposed from my half-open clothes. Suddenly I saw the people in the house, and I was so frightened that I fell to the ground:

"Your Majesty, Your Highness...Why are you here!"

The prince frowned.

"Miss Yun?"

Breaking into the study without permission should have been punished, but thinking that she had saved the little princess, he did not punish her.

"Here, here... isn't this Fang Feiyuan? My skirt got wet. The palace maid brought me here and asked me to change it myself. I didn't expect..."

Yun Weiwei was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she didn't care so much. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to beg for mercy:

"I didn't know you were here, Your Highness! Prince, please spare your life, please spare your life!"

She was so frightened that she cried.

The untied clothes slipped off her shoulders, revealing her round and fragrant shoulders. The pink bellyband embroidered with Luoyang flowers was loosened. As she kowtowed, her delicate skin and pure white ravines were faintly visible...

In addition, her little face is young and tender, like a clean lily, untouched by any wind and rain, pure and flawless.

No man can resist such temptation when he sees her.

However, the prince did not have any evil thoughts, but took off his robe and covered her body.

"Fang Feiyuan is next door, maybe the palace lady made a mistake."

He rarely comes to the Prince's Mansion, and is basically in the East Palace on weekdays.

"Miss Yun, don't worry, put on your clothes."

"Yes, thank you, Your Highness." Yun Weiwei cried, holding the man's robe tightly around her body with trembling fingers.

As soon as he stood up, he stumbled forward and threw himself into the prince's arms in a panic.

"Ah... I'm sorry, just... I sprained my ankle just now. I... I didn't mean to... I, I..."

"It doesn't matter." The prince smiled generously, held her hand, and sat down on the chair over there.

First, Miss Yun saved Chu Nannan, and he was grateful.

Secondly, Miss Yun was born young and looked as if she was eleven or twelve years old. She was a little girl like Chu Nannan, and she was just like a daughter in his eyes.

Thirdly, he is almost thirty years old, and he really has no evil thoughts towards a woman as young as his daughter.

Yun Weiwei held the prince's tight and strong forearms, with a dark light flowing in his eyes...