When Yan Qinglian heard this, she hurriedly said: "Dad, this matter is not urgent. Your Majesty personally issued an imperial edict to Dali Temple to retry the case. Before there is a real conviction, if you, Dad, remove the Yuan family name, then the three
It’s even less likely that my sister will return to the Earl’s Mansion.”
Uncle Pingchang frowned and said: "That evil girl dares to offend me and treat you like this. Lian'er, you still think about her and speak for her?"
Yan Qinglian explained pitifully: "My daughter just heard outside that only one of the servants you sent out today came back, and the rest were escorted to Dali Temple by His Royal Highness King Dingbei for punishment.
As the prince of the Tian family, His Highness is usually very busy with official duties, so why would he get involved in this matter for no reason? I am afraid that the third sister, taking the opportunity, went to His Highness to do something terrible.
If the third sister does not return to the Earl's Mansion, if His Highness is moved by her deliberate betrayal and allows her to live in the Dingbei Prince's Mansion, then the third sister will be the first to go first, and the daughter will never have a chance again..."
Her plan was so good, but Yan Qinglian never expected that she would be bumped into by Qi Jue, and Qi Jue actually helped Yan Mingzhu.
Immediately, the sense of crisis in Yan Qinglian's heart became even greater. His Royal Highness Dingbei King was cold and aloof, and never disdained women. How could he help Yan Mingzhu again and again?
Could it be possible that she really has something different in mind for Yan Mingzhu?
No, she will never allow such a thing to happen. His Royal Highness Prince Dingbei can only be hers, and the position of Princess Dingbei belongs to her!
After thinking about it, Uncle Pingchang agreed, "But this evil girl is so ignorant, does Lian'er have any better ideas?"
A trace of evil flashed through Yan Qinglian's eyes, "Just tell the outside world that the Yan family will renovate the ancestral tomb and move out the Yuan family's coffin, and say that the Yuan family is now involved in the crime of collaborating with the enemy.
As the daughter of a guilty minister, what to do with the Yuan family's coffin depends on what the third sister, the daughter, wants to do. If the third sister still refuses to return to the Earl's Mansion obediently, then the Yuan family's coffin can be treated as such.
There’s no telling where they will be placed.”
When Ping Changbo heard such a vicious plan, instead of feeling cruel, he smiled happily and made up his mind as soon as he slapped the table, "Lian'er is so smart, why didn't I think of this method?
I can also make that evil girl come to my door obediently, and I can also clear the relationship between the Yuan family and our Earl's Mansion. Killing two birds with one stone, it can't be too perfect, so let's do it like this!"
Uncle Pingchang was in a good mood and went to make arrangements happily.
After Pingchangbo left, Mrs. Deng was a little worried, "Lian'er, this Yan Mingzhu's temperament has changed drastically. She is not a good person. Why did you bring her to your door? Don't make it easy to invite gods but difficult to send them. Instead,
It makes us all smelly!"
"Don't worry, mother. My daughter has her own plan in mind. As long as Yan Mingzhu enters the gate of the Earl's Mansion, and we hold Yuan's bones in our hands, won't she become a piece of meat on the chopping board, at our mercy?
When the Yuan family is sentenced to death, we will go to our father to turn a deaf ear and let him sell Yan Mingzhu to Goulan. At that time, after Yan Mingzhu becomes a criminal, my father will definitely be eager to get rid of Yan Mingzhu as soon as possible and be with Yan Mingzhu.
Clear the relationship.
As long as Yan Mingzhu is reduced to Goulan and becomes a prostitute, what else can she do to compete with me for the position of Princess Bei?"
Deng suddenly understood and held Yan Qinglian's hand with a smile on her face, "My Lian'er is the smartest, and she dared to drive us out of the Earl's Mansion. That little bitch didn't even take a look at how many bits of bitch he had.
I don’t even know how he died in the end!”
Yongyihou Mansion.
Yan Mingzhu finished her errands and came back early, so she made a special trip to the stables.
As soon as the jade lion saw Yan Mingzhu, it changed from its previous aloofness and the horse's tail waggled happily. When Yan Mingzhu stretched out her hand, it took the initiative to put the horse's head into her palm.
Yan Mingzhu's eyes were gentle and she said, "Since you will follow me in the future, I have to give you a name. You are dressed in white, why not call me Bai Xue?"
Unexpectedly, the Jade Lion snorted and kicked its hooves on the ground, showing that it was dissatisfied with the name.
Yan Mingzhu thought about it a few more times, but the jade lion didn't respond. Instead, it turned the horse's head to the other side, seeming very unhappy.
The horse's arrogant temper reminded Yan Mingzhu of the horse that followed him in and out of the battlefield in his previous life, and fought in both north and south.
Tentatively, Yan Mingzhu called out the name that had been hidden for seventeen years: "Snow Rabbit?"
The jade lion, who was originally sulking and unwilling to talk to Yan Mingzhu, suddenly moved his ears, let out a neighing sound, and then pushed his head into Yan Mingzhu's arms.
Yan Mingzhu was stunned for a long time, the corners of her eyes were sore, and tears welled up in her eyes. After a while, she reached out her hand and gently stroked the horse's soft mane.
His voice was also a little more subdued: "Did you come back to find me, Snow Rabbit?"
The Snow Rabbit's pony tail was wagging very fast, and it rubbed against her arms affectionately.
"I'm sorry for making you wait for me for so many years. I will never abandon you again, my good Snow Rabbit."
In her previous life, her unique war horse was called Snow Rabbit. It was a BMW with a very weird temper and was not allowed to be touched by anyone except her, the owner.
Seventeen years have passed, and Yan Mingzhu originally thought that things have changed and everything she once owned is gone.
But the horse in front of me had a special reaction to this name.
Regardless of whether the snow rabbit is really back, from today on, it is her snow rabbit!
Yan Mingzhu was combing Snow Rabbit's mane with a bristle brush when Mrs. Yuan Da came to look for her, "Zhuzhu, there is something I think it would be best to tell you."
Seeing Mrs. Yuan's hesitant expression, Yan Mingzhu put down the bristle brush and went back to the house with her. When no one was around, she asked: "Auntie, what happened?"
"Just before, after a thief appeared in our house, I have been worried that among the people who stayed, there might be unclean hands and feet.
So every day, I would personally go to the warehouse to count the gold, silver and jewelry. But this morning when I was counting, I found that a gold-plated green hairpin was missing. If this hairpin was pawned, it would be worth at least twenty
Liang, Zhuzhu, is there another thief in our house?"
Yan Mingzhu pondered for a moment and said: "Auntie, please don't make any publicity about this matter first. Ask a few trustworthy people to take turns guarding the warehouse. Maybe the thief will do it again. As for the stolen gilded green hairpin,
Just leave it to me to check."
This hairpin is quite valuable. If someone really stole it, they would probably pawn it and sell it for money.
Mrs. Yuan Da agreed one by one, "Zhuzhu, I have to work hard for you again. Hey, I don't know if it's the darkness at night or because my old eyes are dim. Why do I feel that the birthmark on your face, Zhuzhu, seems to be darker than before?"