As soon as he finished speaking, an acquaintance appeared with a maid beside him.
Why do you say they are acquaintances? Because it was Sanfujin who came.
San Fujin chatted with Concubine Xue for a while. Because her nephew kept being bored, she asked him to go out with her servants.
Who knew that this child was so naughty that he abandoned his slaves and refused to let his servants follow him, beating and scolding them to drive them away.
The servants dare not talk about this little overlord, after all, he is the legitimate son of the general.
But there are more nobles in the palace, and they are even less easy to mess with. If the young master runs around and bumps into some nobles, the general's wife and San Fujin will definitely not be able to spare them when they get back!
So several maids who had been driven away hurriedly went to Xianfu Palace to find San Fujin. San Fujin was also worried that his nephew would cause any trouble in the palace, so he hurriedly said goodbye to Concubine Xue and followed him all the way.
She arrived quickly, but she didn't expect it to be a step too late.
Seeing his nephew kneeling unruly in front of the imperial concubine, San Fujin's heart tightened and he quickly stepped forward.
"Auntie, you are finally here!" Unexpectedly, this little ancestor was extremely excited after seeing her, as if he had found a supporter, and his eyes lit up:
"This bad woman and these minions are bullying Xi'er. You must help Xi'er make the decision and teach her a lesson..."
"Shut up!" San Fujin's face turned even more ugly, and he told his nephew to shut up under Xie Ziyue's unfazed look.
Sanfujin's surname is Zhang, and her natal nephew is Zhang Yixi. As his biological nephew, Zhang Yixi always felt that his aunt was very kind to him.
My aunt has always tried her best to fulfill any requests she may have.
Why is it that now that I have been wronged and am still kneeling here, my aunt tells me to shut up?
Zhang Yixi cried and made a fuss, completely forgetting the last bit of self-cultivation he had as a young master of aristocratic families, and began to roll on the ground:
"Auntie, Xi'er has been like this and you haven't helped Xi'er get justice. I want to go back and complain to my parents. You are all bullying me!"
If he wanted to get up, Xin Zhangjing would definitely stop him, but now he was rolling on the ground and Xin Zhangjing couldn't stop him.
So everyone could only watch as he rolled his originally clean and tidy clothes into dirt.
"Is this San Fujin's nephew?" Xie Ziyue looked at Zhang Yixi who was rolling around on the ground and felt very irritated.
Taoxiang stood next to her with Gu Xuan in her arms. At this moment, she couldn't help but glance at her fair-skinned, lovely and beautiful daughter to wash her eyes.
"Yes." San Fujin knelt on the ground with some shame: "I forgive you, my nephew. My nephew taught me poorly and actually bumped into you here. I apologize to you on behalf of Xi'er."
Obviously, San Fujin just felt that his nephew had offended the imperial concubine and her group with his rude remarks, and did not know what kind of stupid thing he had really done.
"Just bumped into me?" Xie Ziyue didn't buy it at all: "Sanfujin, you are really preconceived. Your nephew didn't just bump into me."
Not just?
San Fujin looked up in astonishment and saw Xie Ziyue's stunning face full of disdain. He then turned his head and looked at his nephew who was still rolling on the ground.
Zhang Yixi didn't care at all about the conversation between the two of them. He was rolling on the ground without any intention of speaking.
Sanfujin gritted his teeth and could only say: "My dear, Xi'er is not sensible. I don't know how I bumped into my queen? I hope my queen will be tolerant and I will be disciplined strictly in the future."
"Xin Zhangjing, tell me to stop this general's son." Xie Ziyue seemed not to even bother to look at San Fujin, and directly ordered Xin Zhangjing.
Xin Zhang agreed, grabbed Zhang Yixi who was rolling on the ground, and said, "Sir, I'm asking you, what did you do before to make our empress so angry?"
Of course, Zhang Yixi could not answer so easily. He continued to struggle and scolded Xin Zhang for being such a slave.
San Fujin frowned repeatedly. He couldn't bear it anymore and scolded: "That's enough. Please tell me clearly. What's going on?"
Zhang Yixi didn't listen to Xie Ziyue and Xin Zhangjing, but she still had to listen to her own aunt.
After all, my aunt is the most promising person in their family.
"I just used a slingshot to shoot a stone here," he said in a nonchalant tone, not thinking that this was a very important thing:
"Besides, the stone didn't hit anyone! Auntie, you must make the decision for Xi'er. The stone didn't hit anyone, but they made Xi'er kneel down. Xi'er's knees are hurting now!"
When he said the first half of the sentence, San Fujin's expression had already changed. After hearing the second half of the sentence, her expression became extremely ugly. Looking at her nephew who looked indifferent and Xie Ziyue who looked mocking, San Fujin gritted his teeth.
"Young master, what you said is really light," Xie Ziyue hummed after admiring San Fujin's expression:
"I took the emperor out for a walk, and suddenly I heard a sound behind the rockery, so I stood here for a moment. Who knew that there would be stones coming towards this direction immediately. If my personal maid hadn't been able to hide quickly, I would have just stopped. I'm afraid that this stone will hit the prince of this palace."
"Kneel down!" San Fujin's face turned pale, and he pulled Zhang Yixi to the ground and knelt down. She had never been so harsh before, and Zhang Yixi was frightened.
Could it be that this bad woman in front of me really has a noble status?
Zhang Yixi looked up at Xie Ziyue in a daze, only to see Xie Ziyue's indifferent eyes and expression.
"My Majesty, Xi'er is young and ignorant, and this matter was unintentional. Please forgive Xi'er this time for the sake of the prince and the general."
San Fujin gritted his teeth and moved the third prince out.
Xie Ziyue sneered in her heart.
How arrogant was the Third Prince before? Isn't it just because of having a capable maternal family and wife?
Now that his wife's family had such a useless thing, she wanted to see if they could bear the crime of murdering the emperor's heir?
Thinking of Han Xianzong who was restricted in every aspect, Xie Ziyue felt that he needed this handle.
After all, it is not unreasonable for Zhang Yixi to be so arrogant, and his father, the General, is not a low-key figure.
Besides... even if it wasn't necessary, Xie Ziyue didn't want to easily let go of this guy who almost hurt her daughter.
So she didn't look at San Fujin at all and just said:
"It concerns the emperor's heir. The matter cannot end so hastily. This matter should be reported to His Majesty to see how His Majesty will deal with it."
She said this mercilessly, and she didn't give San Fujin time to react. She directly pointed her eyes at Xin Zhangjing beside her.
Xin Zhangjing agreed, stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Yixi, and smiled at San Fujin: "San Fujin, please."
