My Lord, the princess doesn't want you anymore.

Prime Minister's House.

Mei Jiayun still told his father about Cui Hongjing's injuries.

"Father, Prince Jing didn't allow me to say too much because he didn't want you to worry. Although the emperor doesn't like him, he is his own son after all. Would he really be so cruel as to make him unable to stand up from now on? This is not in line with human nature."

After hearing his son's words, Prime Minister Mei felt sad.

His daughter brought great humiliation to Prince Jing, but Prince Jing was still thinking about the entire Mei family.

Prime Minister Mei would not be so stupid as to think that this was because Prince Jing was doing this for Mei Xueer's sake. "It would be great if I really had such a son-in-law."

"Perhaps the Crown Prince or the Queen secretly sent someone to the Dali Temple to take action against Prince Jing." He looked at his son.

Mei Jiayun nodded, still puzzled, "Of all the princes, Prince Jing is the least likely to be named the crown prince by the emperor. Why is the crown prince targeting him so much?"

"If the prince had not been on guard against him, he would not have tried every possible means to trick Xue'er into willingly entering Prince Jing's mansion as an insider. Fortunately, Xue'er is not the same as before. I just hope that she can really live a good life with Prince Jing and live a stable life." Prime Minister Mei narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment, as if he suddenly thought of something, "Could it be that the prince noticed that thing... Otherwise, this really doesn't make sense!"

Mei Jiayun was shocked. "Father was talking about the late emperor's will..."

"This is just my guess." Prime Minister Mei quickly stopped his son from continuing, "This matter is too important. Don't reveal even a little bit in front of others, otherwise it will bring disaster to Prince Jing, and Xue'er will die as well."

"My son understands and must keep his mouth shut."

The father and son rarely discussed state affairs at home like this.

Not taking sides, being selfless, being loyal only to the Emperor and the Great Zhen Kingdom, this is the family motto for officials passed down by the Mei family.

Unexpectedly, just outside the door, Aunt Li heard the conversation between the father and son clearly.

The late emperor's will? What kind of will could be so fatal to the crown prince?

The key is the last sentence Prime Minister Mei said: Xue’er will also die.

****** (egg dividing line)

Mei Xueer finally decided to attend the chrysanthemum viewing banquet at Prince Yan's Mansion.

If I don't go, I'm afraid people will say behind my back that a rag-tag guy in the Prime Minister's Mansion is pretending to be noble.

Besides, the Princess of Yan had never offended her.

After the disabled Prince Jing was carried back to the palace, among all the princes, only Prince Yan and his wife came to visit him.

The Princess of Yan has a lively personality. She speaks frankly and openly without any twists and turns.

Mei Xueer likes her personality very much, and also likes the way she gets along with King Yan.

It's obvious at first glance that they have a very good relationship and there's no distinction between superiors and subordinates. It's more like the relationship between husband and wife in later generations.

It would be great if she and the Dog Prince could be like this.

She couldn't help but think of the good things in her yard that were taken away before she could even see them enough, and she sighed again.

Forget it! How to get along well with a dog?

Fortunately, she had an excellent medicine of her own, and when she woke up the next morning, the bruises on her face had disappeared.

But she had to avenge this slap no matter what.

Tomorrow is the chrysanthemum viewing banquet, but the weather is not good.

The weather was originally fine, but it started to drizzle and there was wind that night.

When they woke up in the morning, Prince Yan and his wife took a look at the Chrysanthemum Garden and were shocked by its horrible sight.

The Princess of Yan was so anxious.

Let’s continue with the chrysanthemum-viewing banquet. There are basically no chrysanthemums to appreciate in the garden.

Cancel it, it’s too late, there might already be guests on the way.

Looking at the ruined chrysanthemum garden, Prince Yan felt as if a piece of flesh was cut out from his heart.

Every flower, every tree, even a blade of grass in the mansion is his treasure!

I never expected that this storm would come so suddenly.

The King of Yan sighed at least ten times in complaint, "It's impossible to cancel it." He glanced at the camellia garden next door, "How about letting them see the camellia flowers. There are already many in bloom."

Instead of appreciating chrysanthemums, we should appreciate camellias!

Ok, deal.

Princess Yan pounced on Prince Yan and bit him, "My prince is still the best. He can grow any flower!"

King Yan picked her up and said, "You are a man with many other strengths!"

Princess Yan bit his earlobe and chuckled, "You're so awesome? Why haven't you made me pregnant in all these years?!"

"You little devil, that's because we haven't worked hard enough!" Prince Yan turned around and pressed the princess against himself.

"Your Majesty, it's so early in the morning..."

"It will only take a moment. After I'm done, I'll go to the mountains outside the city and maybe find some good species... Anyway, today is your day, women. I won't get involved. Be good..."

……

Mei Xueer stayed in Shoukang Palace the first night. She got up early and gave the empress dowager a thorough examination, and also gave some instructions to the imperial physician.

When I went out, I saw that the temperature had dropped and the ground was wet.

"I wonder if the chrysanthemums in Prince Yan's Mansion are doing well?" Nanny Kuang murmured.

Mei Xueer shrugged, "Prince Yan is a wonderful man. He can grow all kinds of flowers. Even if the chrysanthemums are gone, there must be other flowers that can withstand the wind and rain."

"That's right!" Nanny Kuang lowered her voice and said, "I heard that the Queen is also going there today."

The Prince of Yan and his wife have always been kind to others, and everyone is willing to make friends with them.

In previous years, when the chrysanthemums were in full bloom, the Princess of Yan would invite the Queen Mother, the Empress, the concubines of the various palaces, as well as the princesses and the ladies of the various princes' houses to go to the Prince of Yan's Mansion to appreciate the chrysanthemums.

But the Queen usually disdains to participate, because she always feels that the Prince of Yan is a person who does not work properly, and the Princess of Yan is also a vulgar person with no upbringing.

But this year, probably because the Queen Mother was ill and could not go, the Queen felt that she was no longer under the pressure of the Queen Mother, and she had just been released from house arrest and could finally show her majesty as the mother of a country, so she readily agreed.

Mei Xueer knew that Nanny Kuang was kindly reminding her to be careful of the Queen and the Crown Princess trying to trip her up in Prince Yan's Mansion, and she was very grateful.

After saying goodbye to the Queen Mother and Nanny Kuang, she walked slowly out of the palace.

As soon as he arrived at the palace gate, he saw the servant beside Cui Hongjing looking into the palace gate eagerly and rubbing his hands anxiously.

Seeing Mei Xueer coming out, he hurried forward and said flatteringly: "Princess, you finally left the palace."

"What's the matter?" Mei Xueer suppressed the smile on her face and spoke slowly.

The servant waved his hands quickly, "No, nothing. It's just that the prince...he missed you."

Mei Xueer almost choked on her saliva. She couldn't even lie. "Miss me? That's the funniest joke I've ever heard."

"Princess, I have prepared the carriage..."

Mei Xueer covered her mouth and chuckled, "I have to go to Prince Yan's Mansion to appreciate the chrysanthemums now, so I don't have time to go back and serve your master."

Servant: "Ah...but, but..."

"But what?"

"What I want to say is that the prince really misses you very much..."

Mei Xueer's face turned cold: "If you don't disappear from where you are, I will beat you up-"

"Ah..." The servant was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheek: "Princess, but, but this..."

"Nanxing, let's go."

In Prince Jing's mansion, Zhuang Xiang was still complaining to his master: "Prince, I'm not saying anything to you, but why are you so petty? How can you bring back something that has already been given away? Isn't this humiliating the princess in front of the servants?"

Cui Hongjing said angrily: "She, she dared to flirt with the prince right under my nose, and I...hiss...I can't...ah, it hurts..."

He became like this not long after Mei Xueer came to change his medicine the day before.

The wound, which had almost healed, began to ache again, even more painful than the previous torture.

The doctor in the palace was consulted, but he couldn't even tell what medicine the princess was using and was helpless.

I don’t know what kind of medicine this damn woman gave him.

Revenge! This is naked revenge!

Cui Hongjing gritted his teeth and endured it for a day. Humph, I will never beg her!

He really endured it for a whole day, thinking that the pain would be relieved today, but unexpectedly the pain was even worse this morning.

Zhuang Xiang then carried him on his back and asked the servant to quickly take the princess back to the palace.

But people want to appreciate the chrysanthemums, so they don’t have the time to appreciate this disabled person.

Zhuang Xiang looked at his own prince who was in so much pain that his cold sweat soaked the bed sheets. His heart ached, but he couldn't help but continue to speak earnestly: "Prince, we are in a weak position now and have to beg the princess. If the princess wants to deal with you, she has plenty of ways to do it. So you have to give in."

You can't commit suicide at this critical juncture!

"This king...hiss...this king will not beg her, hum..."

Zhuang Xiang: "I know that the prince is too embarrassed to ask for help, so I will ask for help for you."

"What...how dare you...hiss..." Prince Cui Jing cursed, but in his heart he inexplicably felt that Zhuang Xiang was reliable.

But at this moment, the servant came back, called Zhuang Xiang out, and replied softly: "The princess said she was going to appreciate the chrysanthemums and had no time to come to see the prince."

Zhuang Xiang: "What did you tell the princess?"

The servant said: "I said, the prince misses the princess very much..."

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked by Zhuang Xiang against the courtyard wall. After slowly sliding down, he limped away with a sad face.

Cui Hongjing, who had excellent hearing in the room, said: *&%&￥~~I take back my previous thought. Zhuang Xiang is not reliable at all.