Yue Hanqing watched as she entered the mansion. Only when she could no longer see her did she let out a sigh of relief. "Let's go."
The carriage turned a few streets and walked for a long time. However, they were not heading to the Yue Clan's old mansion. Instead, they arrived in front of the Duke Mansion.
"Madam, we're here." Yue Hanqing's personal maid, An Er, said.
When Yue Hanqing got off the carriage, she was already wearing a white hooded cloak. Her head was lowered. If one was not familiar with her, they would not recognize her. She had also changed into a scholar's robe.
"Go and knock on the door." She said softly.
An Er went forward and knocked on the door. The one who opened the door was a child. He stuck his head out and asked, "You are?"
"My master is here to visit the Crown Prince on behalf of the Princess of Minhui. Is the Crown Prince feeling better?" An Er was born delicate and spoke gently. It was easy for people to have a good impression of her.
"Are you The Seventh Son Of Gu?" The child glanced at Yue Hanqing, who was standing at the bottom of the stairs, surrounded by a white cloak.
"Yes."
"Please wait a moment." The child closed the door with a bang.
After about ten minutes, the door opened again. "My Crown Prince invites you in for tea."
Yue Hanqing secretly sighed again. Her hands, which were hidden in her sleeves, were trembling because of nervousness.
Zhenguo Mansion was very big, but it was very old. Many places had not been repaired, so it was not as comfortable as the Gu Clan. Yue Hanqing noticed that there were very few servants along the way. It was very different from the rumors that there were groups of servants.
She could not help but sigh. So what if he was a Supreme Duke? His life was not as comfortable as the Gu Clan's. When she was in the Yue Clan, she naturally thought that merchants were miserable because their status was too low. However, after entering the Gu Clan, she realized that there were many good things that the Yue Clan did not have.
Their lives were even better than the Yue Clan's. As long as they did not go overboard, they could buy whatever they wanted and eat whatever they wanted.
After turning a few corridors with peeling paint and walking past two stone paths with holly trees that had not been trimmed for many years, she saw Zhao Han-chul brewing tea and playing chess with himself.
"Gu …" He turned around but his words were stuck in his throat because he did not know the woman in front of him.
Yue Hanqing walked directly in front of him and sat down without being invited. "The Crown Prince can chase me out now, but the Crown Prince will definitely be curious as to why I'm impersonating the young master of the Gu family to meet you."
Zhao Han-chul was indeed curious, but he would not admit it. He sat there motionlessly and stared at Yue Hanqing. "Who are you?"
"It's not strange that the Crown Prince doesn't recognize me, but the Crown Prince should know Yue Chongyang." Yue Hanqing emphasized his words as if he was going to bite them until they bled.
Zhao Han-chul frowned and immediately realized Yue Hanqing's identity. "You're Madam Gu Qi?"
"That's right, I'm that member of the Yue family who is dragging out an ignoble existence." Yue Hanqing suppressed the anger in her heart and the urge to rush over and tear Zhao Han-chul to shreds. "I'm here today to ask the Crown Prince, what did my father do wrong? What did my Yue family do wrong to you? What did we do wrong to Da Wu? You must take my entire Yue family's life! "
"Since Lord Yue is not telling you, it's better that Madam doesn't know. Just be the Seventh Madam of the Gu family. Lord Yue has arranged everything well for you, the Emperor won't touch you and won't take his anger out on the Gu family. I hope that Madam will cherish Lord Yue's painstaking arrangements."
"I won't accept this! My father has worked hard for Da Wu and made great contributions. Why should my entire Yue family's life be taken just because of a groundless accusation? I still need to be deeply grateful to you for letting me live! If you don't give me an explanation, I won't accept this! "She shouted loudly, her tears already covering her clothes.
Zhao Han-chul stopped the servant who was about to step forward and personally poured a cup of tea for Yue Hanqing. "The Crown Prince is dead, but the rebellious Prince Of Qi is still alive. Does Madam know why?"
Speaking of the Crown Prince, Yue Hanqing was stunned. She knew that Yue Chongyang supported the Crown Prince in the past. The Crown Prince also participated in forcing Yue Chongyang to abdicate. Zhao Han-chul was right. They were both rebellious, but the Prince Of Qi's case was more serious. He didn't die, but the Crown Prince was dead. Why?
"Madam, many things aren't as simple as you think. Lord Yue made great contributions, but he also committed the most unforgivable crime. The Emperor couldn't tolerate it, so the Crown Prince who pleaded for Lord Yue died. Lord Yue also died. Dong Zhongming's entire family was also killed. Does Madam still want to know? Aren't you afraid that if you know, it will bring disaster to the Gu family? "
Zhao Han-chul's voice was neither soft nor heavy. He spoke slowly, but every word hit Yue Hanqing's heart, making her unable to breathe.
The Gu family treated her well. They never said anything harsh to her. Gu Changan was even more considerate. He was a good husband that was hard to find. How could she let the Gu family fall into danger?
"Madam, please go back. I won't tell anyone that you pretended to be Young Master Gu and came to my residence today." He finished speaking and sent her off with a cup of tea.
Yue Hanqing came aggressively, but when she went back, her face was full of tears. She was unwilling, unwilling, angry, and helpless. All kinds of feelings lingered in her heart.
Huarong saw Yue Hanqing again. Seeing that her eyes were red and swollen, he was sure that she had cried. He went to comfort her, "Seventh Sister-in-law, don't cry. You still have us."
Yue Hanqing hugged Huarong and cried loudly. It seemed that she wanted to cry out all her grievances. She cried for more than half an hour. Wu Clan grabbed Huarong's ear and asked, "Did you bully your Seventh Sister-in-law?"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch …" Huarong covered his ear, "Mother, did you pick me up? You don't love me in the whole family!"
"If I continue to love you, won't you go to heaven?" Wu Clan poked her head and said earnestly, "Your Seventh Sister-in-law is not happy with what happened to the Yue Clan. You should be careful with what you say. Don't you usually talk nonsense? You even call that humorous. Tell your Seventh Sister-in-law something to cheer her up."
Huarong looked at her mother who had taken good care of herself as if she had never given birth to a child. She was very unhappy. She shook her head and went to her own Embracing Moon Pavilion, saying, "I was picked up, so I have no rights!"
Returning to the Embracing Moon Pavilion, she sat down without caring about her image. She supported her chin with her hand and fixed her gaze on the Eighth Prince's belongings. According to the jade butterfly records, the Eighth Prince was born in the tenth year after the old Emperor ascended the throne. His birth mother was the Imperial Concubine Jiang. There was only one Imperial Concubine in the current dynasty and she died in the year the Eighth Prince was born.
This Imperial Concubine did not leave any legends among the people. Maybe there were still people in the palace who knew about her, but Huarong did not dare to ask too much.
After thinking for a while, Huarong kept the items and called out, "Xing 'er."
Xing 'er was sent out to stand outside. Her heart was already itching unbearably. Hearing this, she immediately came in, "What orders does the Princess have?"
Huarong leaned on the Imperial Concubine's couch, "I was bored and wanted to chat with you."
Xing 'er's body involuntarily trembled. Could it be that they were talking about ghosts again? She would not be able to sleep if she heard that.
Huarong saw that her face was a little scared, so she comforted her, "Don't worry, we won't talk about ghosts. Let's talk about something interesting."
"What does the Princess want to talk about?" Xing 'er sighed in relief.
"How long have you been in the palace?" Huarong asked leisurely, as if she was bored to death.
"This servant has been in the palace since young, it has been 15 years." She answered honestly.
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