Nan Li thought silently in her heart, anger hurts the liver and spleen, promotes aging and makes people sick.

After reciting it several times, she felt comfortable physically and mentally, no longer angry, and her face returned to calm, and then she bowed to her master, King Zhuang.

King Zhuang sneered and said: "I have heard that Miss Six was brought back from the temple. I don't know how many skills Miss Six has learned, and she actually accepted an apprentice to teach others."

Nan Li was not annoyed and said: "I don't consider him as my disciple, I just give him some pointers in my spare time."

Prince Zhuang refused to give up, "That's not what you taught me. If you don't have any ability, don't teach others, otherwise you will be embarrassed!"

Among the melon-eating crowd, Lu Yanyan took a step forward and said, "Prince Zhuang, don't underestimate Miss Chu Sixth. She was very majestic in Fengyue Pavilion that day."

Many young ladies came today, many of whom had seen the excitement at Fengyue Pavilion. They all nodded and talked about how powerful Chu Nanli was.

The more Prince Zhuang listened, the angrier he became, and said, "Then let Miss Sixth see if it's because Prince Xie is not good at studying, or because I only have one son!"

Nan Li stretched out a finger.

Everyone was puzzled, and then heard Nan Li say: "Come to me for a fortune teller, one hundred taels."

King Zhuang was furious.

Even if you go to the most famous Taoist temple, you only need ten taels of silver to see your face.

How powerful Chu Nanli is, he dares to open his mouth!

"Is it because Miss Six is ​​incompetent and wants to scare people away by offering a big price?" Prince Zhuang said angrily.

Nan Li had no expression on her face, "Originally I charged fifty taels, but if you want me to come to your door, the price will be different."

Lu Yanyan still didn't think it was a big deal and shouted: "Prince Zhuang, it's just a hundred taels, I gave it to you."

She asked the maid to hand over the money bag.

Nan Li weighed it, glanced at Prince Zhuang again, and said: "Prince Xie is right, you will only have one son in this life. However, although your uterus is thin, but your three Yangs are full, your children and grandchildren will be prosperous and prosperous."

After receiving the money, she told the truth.

We can't let King Zhuang raise a cheap son for someone else.

The crowd was in an uproar and the discussion became even louder.

Prince Zhuang's face had turned the color of pig liver.

He was so embarrassed that he shouted loudly: "That's nonsense! You are a young girl, what do you know about reading faces?"

"Don't believe me?" Nan Li raised her eyebrows and pointed at an old man. "This uncle has five children, including three sons and two daughters. Am I wrong?"

When the old man heard this, he immediately laughed: "That's right!"

This means that he has not been cheated, which is great.

King Zhuang was furious: "Master Chen is a great scholar of the current dynasty. Do you know how many sons and daughters he has? Why is it so strange?"

Everyone nodded again.

Nan Li said helplessly: "Believe it or not, I've finished reading, can I leave?"

"Sixth Miss, please stay." The person blocking the way this time was Princess Zhuang. She glanced at the steward behind her, "Sixth Miss, look again, how many children does this steward have?"

Nan Li looked at it and said directly: "This man's uterus is infertile and he has evil moles and diagonal lines. He will never have children in his life."

At this moment, a look of surprise flashed across the faces of Prince Zhuang and his wife.

It's not surprising that Nan Li knows how many children Grand Scholar Chen has, but she wouldn't ask about the palace's stewards in advance, would she?

Now that the matter has come to this, face has been lost, and now it is time to make up for the loss.

Regardless of whether her husband wanted it or not, Princess Zhuang called her son over and spoke respectfully and politely: "I wonder if the sixth lady can tell which one is the prince's bloodline."

"Yes," Nan Li said, "but you have to pay more."

Xie Beihan quickly said: "Yes, this is a thousand taels!"

Nan Li couldn't help but glance at him.

She originally wanted to add an extra hundred taels, but she didn't expect Xie Beihan to be more powerful than her.

Xie Beihan thought she was praising him and grinned.

Princess Zhuang turned around and asked the maid to bring the banknote.

After taking inventory, Nan Li put it into the cloth bag he carried with him and said, "This young master is the biological blood of Prince Zhuang."

Princess Zhuang nodded with a smile.

King Zhuang's face was ashen.

At this moment, Yingji heard the news and came over, and happened to hear Nan Li's words.

She hugged her son and cried to King Zhuang: "Your Majesty, I was wronged! They must have joined forces to deal with me, hoping that both I and the child would be unfairly wronged!"

When King Zhuang heard this, his face turned cold.

That's right, if the princess and Chu Nanli colluded, wouldn't Chu Nanli know in advance that the steward has no children?

Yingji gritted her teeth: "Miss Chu, what do you say? It's up to you to decide whether it's the prince's bloodline or not!"

Prince Zhuang also nodded, "Yes, what she said casually is naturally not trustworthy."

Yingji was secretly happy in her heart and said: "Your Majesty, I am devoted to you and I am not unfaithful in the slightest."

At this time, Xie Beihan put his hands on his hips and said: "My sixth sister and Princess Zhuang are strangers to each other, how can they join forces to deal with you? Besides, Princess Zhuang is the head wife, and her son is firmly seated as the heir apparent, so why bother to deal with you?"

"Of course the princess is jealous that I have won the favor of the prince. Prince Xie is not a woman, how can he know a woman's thoughts!" Yingji retorted.

Nan Li took a step forward and stared at Ying Ji: "You are cold-blooded and have killed your own bloodline with your own hands. What qualifications does such a vicious person have to speak here."

Yingji's face turned pale.

How could Chu Nanli know?!

In order to serve in the palace, she pushed her husband off a cliff and strangled her daughter to death with her own hands. She even buried the body, and no one else knew about it.

It must be an accidental collision, it must be!

"You are spitting blood, but I will only have a son with the prince!" Yingji cried while holding the child, "Your Majesty, she slandered me so much, you must make the decision for me."

King Zhuang protected Yingji and asked people to drive Nanli out.

Nan Li counted with his fingers and said with a smile: "Prince Zhuang, please wait, people will be here soon."

Everyone was confused, who was coming?

When King Zhuang was about to curse, a man entered the courtyard with a cane. When he saw Yingji, he shouted angrily: "You are really here! You didn't expect that I was pushed off the cliff by you and I didn't die."

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Yingji's eyes widened in horror, and her whole body shivered.

The man limped to Prince Zhuang and continued: "She was pregnant before she entered the palace. This is my son. Prince Zhuang, you lied to her!"

Later, he burst into tears and talked about how he was pushed off the cliff, how he survived the disaster and learned that Yingji had entered the palace, and how his daughter was killed.

King Zhuang was completely confused.

Because the child in Yingji's arms looks very similar to this man!

There is no need to drop blood to test the parentage, you can already know whose father the child is!

Prince Zhuang did not expect that he would be slapped in the face in public. His face turned red and he was so angry that he couldn't breathe for a while and fainted.

The servants were helping people, and they suddenly became a mess.

Yingji was so frightened that she threw her son up without thinking and quickly fled to the side.
Chapter completed!