"Father?"
However, the Third Madam immediately grabbed her hand to stop her from speaking. Having been in the world of pleasure, the Third Madam naturally knew that if she and her daughter spoke up now, they would not get away with it. So she decided to talk about it later.
Jiang Batian didn't even look at anyone, only coldly uttering, "Jiang Feiyu, come with me to the study immediately."
"Yes, Father."
Jiang Feiyu rubbed the red and swollen marks on her face while responding softly, realizing that she had really lost more than she gained.
Qinfang Courtyard quickly quieted down. All the servants brought by Jiang Feiyu were taken away to be executed, and Lühe also led the people from the Crown Prince's residence to do various tasks.
Looking at the empty courtyard, Rouge couldn't help but say with sympathy, "These people are really unlucky."
“There is always a reason why someone is pitiful. If we hadn’t overpowered them today, they would have beaten us to death.”
Since ancient times, it has always been either the East Wind prevailing over the West Wind or the West Wind prevailing over the East Wind. Although we sympathize with them, we cannot be too kind, otherwise we will only be asking for trouble. If these people are not taught a lesson, they will probably continue to do evil deeds with Jiang Feiyu in the future.
"Miss, let's go inside."
"Yeah, I slept for a while, and now I'm hungry, so I'm going in to get something to eat."
Hailing stopped thinking about what was happening in front of her and reached out to look at her mother, who was standing not far away with a worried expression. She suddenly remembered someone: Ji Shaocheng, a general from Beilu. She wondered if her mother knew anyone from the Ji family.
"Mother, someone wants to see you. Do you know them?"
Who is it?
Du Caiyue snapped out of her thoughts, looked at her daughter, and pulled her along. The two of them went back to the house and sat in the hall talking. Yanzhi went down to prepare dinner.
"Ji Shaocheng, a general of the Northern Lu Kingdom."
After she finished speaking, she stared at her mother, wanting to know if what her mother was hiding was related to Ji Shaocheng's appearance. However, she was disappointed because Du Caiyue shook her head instinctively upon hearing her words, without any hesitation.
"I don't know them. My mother is from the Great Zhou Dynasty. She has never left the Great Zhou Dynasty since she was a child. How could she know anyone from the Northern Lu Kingdom?"
"Oh, that person wants to see you."
"No need, I don't know him. Besides, it's not appropriate for a woman like me to meet strangers."
Du Caiyue was telling the truth; she didn't know this Ji Shaocheng, so why should she see him?
Hai Ling didn't say anything more. She felt that Ji Shaocheng seemed determined to see her mother, and he would probably visit the Jiang residence. At that time, her mother would have no choice but to see him, but since her mother said she didn't know Ji Shaocheng, she didn't need to think about it anymore.
Outside the door, Rouge led the servants to set out dinner. The mother and daughter ate and chatted about family matters, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere.
The Crown Prince's Residence.
In the luxurious study, pearls hung from the four corners, giving the spacious and magnificent room a veil-like sheen.
The candlelight flickered, casting shadows as a man sat upright in a chair carved with dragon and phoenix patterns. His handsome face was filled with gloom, his eyes gleaming with a sharp edge, and his thin lips were tightly pressed together, uttering not a word.
The entire study felt cold and oppressive.
A painting was left lying on the ground, unattended.
This painting was sent by Hai Ling that afternoon. Feng Zixiao had been entertaining Ji Shaocheng, the envoy from Beilu Kingdom, at Baohezhai with the Left Prime Minister and others. Only after the guests had left did he learn that the woman had actually sent this painting to him.
The thought of her plump face filled with admiration made Feng Zixiao feel utterly humiliated.
What right does such an ugly woman have to be his crown princess? Therefore, he must find evidence of Jiang Batian's crimes as soon as possible so that he will not need to marry Jiang Hailing, that ugly woman, as his princess.
In a corner of the study stood Ruan Ye and Xi Jian, Feng Zixiao's subordinates.
Seeing the Crown Prince's grim expression and his motionless state for half an hour, neither of the two dared to speak.
Just then, a light knock came at the door. Ruan Ye glanced at the Crown Prince, walked over, and opened the door. He saw a guard outside reporting, "Someone from the General's Mansion has come to report something."
"ah?"
Ruan Ye's face darkened. The Crown Princess really has a lot going on. The Crown Prince's anger hasn't subsided yet, and now something else has happened.
Just as he was about to send the visitor away, he heard the prince's menacing voice from inside the room: "Let him in."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Ruan Ye accepted the order and gestured to the guards outside the door to bring the person in.
A short while later, Agu's men entered the room. As soon as they entered, they felt a chill in the air and shrank back, cautiously walking up to the prince.
"What's up?"
Feng Zixiao's expression was unpleasant, and he spoke coldly.
The guard quickly reported, "Your Highness, today the second young lady of the General's Mansion led a group of people into Qinfang Courtyard to beat up the Crown Princess."
"Um,."
A bright light suddenly flashed in Feng Zixiao's eyes, and his expression surprisingly improved. Had that woman been beaten? She deserved it. The thought of her being beaten made him feel somewhat better.
However, the guard hadn't finished speaking when he reported, "But they didn't get the slightest advantage; the Crown Princess ordered them all to be beaten and injured."
Feng Zixiao's face darkened again. That ugly woman was indeed capable, but thinking of what she had done, his eyes blazed with anger: "Is she alright?"
He was hoping something would happen to her, but he was destined to be disappointed. The guard who came to report shook his head: "No, the Crown Princess is perfectly fine, Your Highness, please rest assured."
Feng Zixiao really wanted to slap this guard across the face; he couldn't even read the room.
"Go back."