Yuan Qingling left Xiazhiyuan and went to the main hall to meet the chief minister and Madam Xi.

She told the prime minister: "The scumbag had a scar on her back, and her handwriting was 70% or 80% similar to the fifth one. Apart from that, nothing else was found."

The prime minister looked at her and suddenly became curious, "Is the princess so sure that this person is not the prince?"

Generally speaking, women mostly do not believe in men before they seek verification.

"Sure."

Yuan Qingling answered without hesitation.

"Why?"

The chief counsel asked.

Yuan Qingling smiled, "First of it, I didn't have intuition, so I actually tried him. But if I think about it carefully, he didn't have the time to meet Chu Mingyang. Since he became the prince, he got up early and went into the dark every day, and most of them were with me in the mansion when he was resting. The most important thing is that I don't believe he has any feelings for Chu Mingyang, and I don't believe that he asked Chu Mingyang to ask him about the every move of King Ji's mansion, because King Ji eats pork several times a day and goes to the cottage. As long as I want to know, I can know it clearly."

With Princess Ji at that time, what kind of insider does Prince Ji's mansion need?

Even without Princess Ji, what's the difficulty of staring at someone who is laughing at Hongchen?

As for paying for your own health?

Chu Shoufu nodded with appreciation, then looked at Madam Xi and said arrogantly: "Is trust very important?"

Madam Xi looked with a look of her eyes and said, "I don't believe what you said, I just ask for some questions. After all, she was in the mansion every day, and there were people following her when she was in and out. Why didn't you, the grandfather, notice it at all?"

The chief assistant muttered with his hands behind his back: "In addition to taking care of the affairs of the court, I have to be distracted from the affairs of the inner court?"

After leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yuan Qingling asked Madam Xi to go back first, and she took Man'er to find Madam Yao.

After Madam Yao did not become a princess, she cultivated her mind and embroidered her character all day long. She was much more kind than before. She was dressed simply, with white flowers on her sleeves, and she was also mourning for the empress dowager.

When she heard that Chu Mingyang was pregnant, she actually recited Amitabha.

Yuan Qingling was puzzled, "What Amitabha Buddha?

Are you gloating?”

Lady Yao rubbed the needle on her hair twice and said expressionlessly: "Isn't this a miracle?

Even Yuwen Jun can’t have children, and Chu Mingyang can still get pregnant. It’s time to recite the saying “God and Buddha have spirits.”

"Your mouth is very poisonous."

Yuan Qingling said.

"I used to have a sweet mouth, but my heart was so toxic. Is that better?"

Lady Yao gave her a look.

Thinking of the past, Yuan Qingling couldn't help but look at her for a few more times, wondering if there was a soul inside her.

"Where is Meng Xing?"

Yuan Qingling then remembered that he had not seen her when he entered the door. Meng Yue is now teaching in the medical school, and Meng Xing is still young, so he will not go.

"Brother picked her up and stayed there for a few days."

She sighed softly, "If you come another day, bring me a puppy or kitten. Every meal I have been wasted. It is better to raise a life, which is also a merit."

Yuan Qingling looked at her and smiled and said, "Are you lonely?"

"It's great to have such a quiet day, what's the loneliness?"

There was a faint light floating in the eyes of Mrs. Yao, but the needle and thread in her hand stopped. Yuan Qingling saw that she was embroidered with a large peony pattern, rich and graceful, and magnificent.

She was originally a magnificent person, but now she has been living here, but she has been in a position of talent.

"Maybe it's not used to it," she thought for a while and said, "Actually, when I was in the mansion, I had lived such a quiet life, with less fighting and less power and tricks. But at that time, the quiet was waiting for a more fierce storm. Now, the storm is not over, but I am thrown out. Is it a little disappointed, right?

I feel useless."

"You are so hard-working. I wish I could live quietly, accompany my husband, educate my children, walk the dog and grow flowers and read books when I have time. This is the life that people live."

"If there is a peaceful and prosperous era, such a life will naturally be good, but now it is not peaceful outside!"

Lady Yao pushed the embroidery rack away and looked at her, "You have a rare trip. Tell me, what's the matter? It must be related to the child in Chu Mingyang's belly?"

"It's like a god," Yuan Qingling smiled and pulled her up and walked out together. The autumn wind was cool and the sun was just right. "Someone pretended to be the fifth brother and had a private meeting with her. The child in her belly was also of that man. Don't ask Qiao about it. Anyway, Chu Mingyang couldn't see it, proving that this person was a master disguised. Now Chu Mingyang accused the child in her belly was of the fifth brother."

When Madam Yao heard this, she said lightly: "It's just to destroy the prince's reputation and distract you from your relationship. If this strategy fails, we will be in chaos within us, but the other party will suffer no losses. It is a good plan that has no benefits."

"Although you are free, your mind is still very lively, and you will know it as soon as you hear it."

Yuan Qing Lingdao.

"I've been doing this business over the years, how can I not know?"

Princess Ji gave her a blank look, "You don't have to say the purpose anymore. It's easy to solve this problem. Find someone to recognize the child in Chu Mingyang's belly, and the matter will be solved. But this person cannot be absurd, it must be legitimate. Who is the most suitable person in the world?

Of course it’s Yuwen Jun.”

Yuan Qingling admired him in a capital letter, "Miss Yao, you really gave birth to the wrong era. If you were born in an era where men and women are relatively fair, you would be the one who wants to accomplish great things."

"If you really have the ability, you can achieve great things in any era. As for fairness between men and women, forget it, since Pangu created the world, there has never been a fair time. Even though you know that you are inferior, you will work hard to get it yourself."

She reached out and pressed her hair down, her eyes were as cool as water. "Since I got the divorce letter, I thought I would never see him again in this life. I am indeed destined to be with him."

Yuan Qingling said: "You can joke and prove that you are living a good life. You can do this. Next time I will bring you an old dog and let it accompany you."

"The old dog doesn't want it, so that the puppy will not have feelings for it. It leaves me again, and the widowed old man can't stand this."

She raised her head and smiled at Yuan Qingling, with a sad smile, "Don't worry, leave this to me. If others can't cure him, I can do it."

Yuan Qingling really couldn't stand her lifeless appearance, as if she had lost hope. "If you have time in the future, come to the palace to help me take care of the children. If this continues, you will suffocate yourself to death."

"Forget it, I still won't cause trouble for you. Although I am not guilty, I have a loss of virtue. And I am still on the verge of the storm. If I go there, I can't help you and you will also make gossip for you."

Yuan Qingling sneered, “Who cares about those gossips?

I have been living for decades, but I just want to be at ease."

Lady Yao looked at her with a faint look, "It's not worth it, it's not worth it for me."

Yuan Qingling slowly frowned.

When leaving the yard, Man'er asked thoughtfully: "Crown Princess, why do you think Lady Yao is so depressed now?

It's different from her usual days. She used to see a ball of fire in her eyes, but now she's dead."

Yuan Qingling got on the carriage and sighed: "She was a general on the battlefield, but suddenly asked her to get rid of her armor and return to the field. How could she adapt?"
Chapter completed!