Duan Beixiao's words are calm, but his words freeze people's hearts:
"If you die and no one complains, won't the palace be at peace? Isn't the peace and stability in the palace what you are looking forward to?"
Mrs. Xiang broke into a cold sweat and struggled with a pale face:
"Your Majesty! After all, the slave family is a person given to you by the Holy Spirit. The prince cannot treat the slave family like this..."
Duan Beixiao said word by word:
"I will naturally give you a reasonable explanation for the cause of your death."
Mrs. Xiang's face was like gold paper, she was sweating profusely, and she screamed in despair:
"Your Majesty, what mistake did the slave family make that must lead to this end?"
The dying person was so strong that even the two guards could hardly suppress her.
Seeing that she was still obsessed, Duan Beixiao made a gesture and said:
"If you don't show courtesy to the princess when you meet her, it would be disrespectful."
"It's stupid to make a fuss and complain after losing the tribute bird, for fear that the emperor won't know."
"A disrespectful and extremely stupid person, what does the palace want to do with her?"
Every word made Mrs. Xiang's face turn an inch pale and her body trembled violently.
Duan Beixiao continued:
"Of course, the most important thing is that you instigated your servants to spread rumors and slander the mistress behind your back, which is even more unforgivable."
As he spoke, he waved his hand.
Mrs. Xiang's face turned pale and she guessed something.
Sure enough, a housekeeper brought over a familiar figure that Su Mi had just seen, pushed her forcefully, and forced her to kneel on the ground.
It's Qiao Que.
He knelt on the ground like a sparrow sifting chaff, his face as white as a piece of paper.
The housekeeper scolded:
"Say it! Repeat what you just told the prince!"
Mrs. Xiang was frightened and saw that Qiaoque had started crying helplessly, and she said:
"Mrs. Xiang asked her slaves to spread rumors in the palace, saying that the princess is a nemesis. She killed her original fiancé, Mr. Zhao. Now that she has married into the palace, she is afraid that she will defeat everyone in the palace again, and eventually even the prince will be killed."
Zong Yin's marriage maid was angry: "No wonder some maids and mothers-in-law have been hiding when they look at the princess in recent days, and a few actually asked to be transferred out of the main courtyard, even to do rough work. It turns out you are all here.
Spraying dirty water behind your back has ruined the princess’s reputation!”
Duan Beixiao showed no anger and said calmly:
"Is that all?"
Mrs. Xiang's face turned even pale, and she tightened her clothes.
How could Qiaoque withstand the prince's cruel gaze and cried loudly:
"Not satisfied with just spreading the rumor that the princess is the nemesis, Mrs. Xiang also wants her slaves to think of ways to spread the rumor that the princess had contact with her ex-fiancé Mr. Zhao before marriage, and they were very affectionate, and she was unclean! In this way, she can let the rumors spread.
The prince even suspects that he dislikes the princess!"
Zong Yin's expression changed.
The maid next to her couldn't help it anymore. She pointed at Mrs. Xiang and scolded:
"You are so vicious!"
Duan Beixiao looked at her, his voice so cold that it made his back sweat:
"Do you have anything else to say?"
Mrs. Xiang softened.
Duan Beixiao waved his hand: "Beat him to death with a stick."
The housekeeper immediately put Qiao Que down.
Qiaoque was so frightened that she screamed:
"Your Majesty, please spare my life. It's all because of Madam Xiang's coercion and inducement that I had no choice but to agree. Now that I have confessed, I still beg Your Majesty to spare my life..."
Duan Beixiao showed no mercy at all.
It wasn't until Qiaoque's voice disappeared that Mrs. Xiang calmed down, then struggled violently, knelt on the ground and cried bitterly:
"Your Majesty, the slave family is wrong. The slave family should not offend the princess and slander the princess... Please consider that the slave family was given by the Holy God and has stayed in the Changnan Palace for so long. It is considered an old man in this palace. Please spare the slave family."
What a shameful life... From now on, the slave family will never dare to anger the princess, tie a grass ring for the princess, or work like a cow or a horse..."
Duan Beixiao interrupted coldly:
"There are so many people to serve her, why don't you leave me alone to be a cow, a horse, and weave grass rings?"
"You work hard for her, and I am still worried about whether you are going to harm her again."
"If you are honest in your duties, I will forget about it. For the sake of the emperor's gift, I will let you live in the side courtyard. But you just make trouble, provoke the mistress, and destroy the reputation of the mistress, so that can only be like this
Already."
Mrs. Xiang was dragged back to the yard as she screamed hoarse.
Su Mi knew that she would definitely die.
Unexpectedly, Duan Beixiao had already been investigating the rumors about Zong Yin's marriage.
It was handled so swiftly and decisively at this moment.
Duan Beixiao hit the ground again and ordered all the servants present:
"The so-called woman's husband is said to be all because the man is short-lived and ill-fated. He cannot control the nobility of his future wife. What does it have to do with his future wife's house?"
"From today on, if anyone dares to speak ill of the princess again in the palace and spread rumors, I will sew their mouths and drag them alive to the mass graves to feed the dogs."
Everyone accepted the order and retreated first.
The garden became quiet, and only Duan Beixiao and Zong Yinyan were left.
Su Mi's light bulb awakened and suddenly felt that she should disappear.
As expected, Duan Beixiao walked over, raised his hand, and rubbed her young and pretty cheek with his thumb.
Zong Yinyin didn't expect him to make such a bold move in broad daylight. As if he was burned by sparks, he took half a step back and said, "Your Majesty, be more dignified."
"You and I are already husband and wife." Seeing her shyness, the man slipped his hand down, but his eyes still stayed on her.
Zong Yin's wife avoided his gaze and said, "I'd like to help you, Your Majesty."
Duan Beixiao looked at her meaningfully: "I am very pleased to see that the princess is not as fragile as she looks and can be independent. From now on, even if I go out, I will not be afraid that the princess will be bullied at home alone."
Zong Yinyin said softly: "If there are many people in the prince's backyard, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop them all by myself."
Duan Beixiao suddenly raised his lips: "Is the princess jealous?"
Zong Yinyin lowered her face and said, "No."
Duan Beixiao walked a few steps over.
The distance between the two became closer again, and they could hear each other's breathing, so he whispered:
"Xiang came from the palace orchestra, served several empresses, and danced for the emperor, and was deeply favored. It was also the king's first triumphant victory, and my father gave it to me at the banquet. I performed for my father for my father's sake.
Your Majesty, keep her in the yard. If the Princess feels it is unclean, I will clean the backyard. From now on, no one will disturb your peace."
Seeing that he actually made such a promise, Zong Yin's expression changed and she immediately said, "Your Majesty has just returned, so go change your clothes and wash your hands first."
When Duan Beixiao saw that she was about to run away, he shouted: "Didn't you thank me for helping you? How about returning a favor to me?"
Zong Yinyu stopped and raised his eyebrows.
He took a few steps closer, lowered his voice, and became more magnetic:
"Don't call me Prince anymore. It's unfamiliar. From now on, how about calling me 'Qilang'."
Zong Yin's wife blushed: "...This is unruly."
Duan Beixiao grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into his arms: "This is Changnan Prince's Mansion. What I said are the rules."