"I have told you before that your fists cannot be aimed at women, especially your fiancée..."
His eyes were as cold as picking bones, "Yue Zhichen, are you really turning a deaf ear to my king's words?"
"No, that's not the case." Yue Zhichen panicked. He was still as angry as before and hurriedly explained, "It was Meng Zhuoer who..."
"Why am I first? It's obviously you who came to embarrass me indiscriminately first. You hurt my hand. I did this for self-defense."
Meng Zhuoer interrupted him coldly, "Yue Zhichen, as a prince, you don't have the slightest ability to recognize people. You just follow what others say. Have you ever asked me how the white jade hair was broken?"
"Agarwood is an honest woman, responsible and cautious in doing things. How could she frame you for no reason? You must have done this."
"You said that what I did is what I did? I also said that you will die in the next second, so do you have to listen to my words and die?"
"You dare to curse this palace?" Yue Zhichen looked at Meng Zhuoer with extremely fierce eyes.
"Didn't you make it clear first that you can believe whatever others say? I'm just giving you this opportunity." Meng Zhuoer said sarcastically.
"you……"
Yue Zhichen was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Yue Zhichen raised his hand to signal the two of them to stop: "Okay, I probably know what this is about. Where is the palace maid Chenxiang?"
Chen Xiang froze and hurriedly came out from behind Yue Zhichen: "Go back to your lord, this matter..."
"I will only speak if I ask you."
The man interrupted Chen Xiang's words coldly, and looked at Yue Zhichen with a very oppressive gaze, "Your Highness, haven't the girls around you experienced any training before entering the palace? Why are they so unruly? If it weren't for this, Second Highness Your Highness, your servant, such an unruly servant, if it had been me, I would have dragged her out and beaten her to death."
Chen Xiang's expression changed and she immediately knelt on the ground: "My lord, please forgive me. I didn't mean to offend my lord."
Yue Zhichen also looked very ugly, but Chen Xiang broke the rules, but why did he feel that Yue Zhiting had been protecting Meng Zhuoer.
"Uncle Emperor, do you know Meng Zhuoer?" he asked tentatively.
Meng Zhuoer raised his eyebrows and looked at Yue Zhiting.
"She is the granddaughter of Duke Meng. Who doesn't know her? Your Highness, Second Highness, you don't seem to know that she is your fiancée and the legitimate daughter of a famous family. Just because of the maid's one-sided words, you blame Miss Meng. If this matter comes to my Majesty's side, Brother, and your mother and concubine know this, but I don’t know how they will handle it.”
Yue Zhiting seemed to glance at Meng Zhuoer casually, but when his eyes touched the wound on her palm, his eyes darkened and he looked at Yue Zhichen sharply.
"I……"
Yue Zhichen was about to explain something, but when he met the man's gloomy eyes, his words were immediately blocked.
"Your Majesty, please don't embarrass His Highness. In the end, this matter is all my slave's fault. If you want to punish me, just punish me."
Chenxiang suddenly stood up and spoke in a sensible manner.
Yue Zhiting sneered, how could he not see Chen Xiang's tricks.
Xia Yu stepped forward and slapped Chenxiang to the ground, scolding: "Be brave, my master is speaking, how can you, a slave, speak? You really turned a deaf ear to what Prince Fangcai said."
Meng Zhuoer felt extremely happy looking at that slap.
It's great to be in a high position, and you don't have to think about slapping people.
"Uncle Emperor, Agarwood is my wife, how could you..."
"Can't you?" Yue Zhiting laughed, "You are a slave who is used to stirring up trouble, sowing dissension, ignoring palace rules, thinking that you are qualified to be a master even though you are a small concubine, and interrupting the conversations of the masters. This is Offense.
If you commit a crime, you should be punished. "
Chen Xiang had just been knocked unconscious by Xia Yu's slap, and immediately panicked when she heard this.
Yue Zhiting said calmly: "Since this palace maid is willing to share the burden for you, why not just drag this palace maid down and beat her to death with sticks, and tell the outside world that she did this white jade hair.
So, what do you think, His Highness? "
He acted resolutely and directly convicted the palace maid.
Meng Zhuoer listened and felt comfortable. For the first time, he felt that Yue Zhiting's figure was so tall and handsome.
"No... Your Highness, please save this slave. Please save this slave..." Chenxiang cried out in fear.
With so many people around, Yue Zhichen didn't expect Yue Zhiting to be so disrespectful to him. If he had suspected that he was favoring Meng Zhuoer just now, it was now confirmed.
He gave Meng Zhuoer a vicious look.
He didn't expect this woman to be so scheming, and not only his maternal grandparents, but even a ruthless man like King Yin Shan stood by her.
What a sinister plan.
Meng Zhuoer was stared at in confusion, but looking at the fool's appearance, it seemed that he really thought that his cousin was some innocent white lotus.
"Someone, take this palace maid..."
When Yue Zhiting opened his mouth to punish the maid, Meng Zhuoer suddenly pulled his sleeve.
Yue Zhiting paused in her voice, then looked back at her, the coldness in her eyes seemed to be melting, "What? You can't bear it and want to plead for her."
"The white jade wolf hair is a gift from His Majesty. I don't want to bear this charge in vain, nor do I want to cause trouble to the prince, and I don't want His Highness to..."
She suddenly looked at Yue Zhichen.
Yue Zhichen was stunned, and his sinister expression froze.
Meng Zhuoer smiled: "I don't want His Highness to continue to live so brainlessly. I want His Highness to see how stupid he really is. Even a palace maid can play him around."
Yue Zhichen's face suddenly dropped.
He knew that nothing good could come out of Meng Zhuoer's mouth.
"Then it's settled. If you can't produce evidence to prove your innocence, then you broke the gift given by His Majesty. You will be responsible for this crime. You can plead guilty to your father yourself."
Yue Zhichen said viciously, and when he spoke later, there was even a hint of pleasure on his face.
Damaging something given by the emperor was a capital crime, and he wished Meng Zhuoer would die.
But Meng Zhuoer didn't offend him in the end. From the very beginning, he and Meng Yifei had been plotting against each other. When the plan failed, he suffered the consequences himself but blamed Meng Zhuoer for the incident.
Meng Zhuoer found it funny that these people didn't seem to be able to reflect on themselves and would only look for reasons in others.
She asked: "Where is the white jade sheep?"
Only then did Yue Zhichen ask the eunuch behind him to bring up the broken white jade hair.
Meng Zhuoer opened it and took a look, then asked Chenxiang: "You said I broke this white jade hair, but how did I break it? This white jade hair is surrounded by cotton brocade in the box. If you don't leave the box, , it’s hard to break, right?
Could it be that you broke the white jade hair with your own hands and feet, and then put the blame on this lady? "
"Absolutely not."
Chen Xiang was about to quibble, but Meng Zhuoer interrupted her rudely: "Don't be anxious, think about it before you speak. This is a gift from the emperor. If you don't say it well, you will be beheaded."
She spoke slowly, and her smile was particularly gentle.
Chen Xiang swallowed her saliva nervously and rolled her eyes before saying: "At that time, the slave took the white jade hair to clean it because there was dry ink on it. After cleaning it, the slave just wanted to take the white jade hair back to His Highness's palace. Met Miss Meng...
Miss Meng became dissatisfied when she found out that this slave was His Highness's most favored maid, so she made things difficult for her.
Later, he insisted on opening the box to see His Highness's favorite white jade hair, which was given by the Royal Highness. His hand slipped and broke when he was looking at it. "
She spoke slowly, carefully considering every word she said.
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