After being married off by my younger sister, I became the most beloved person in the palace

"Can you prove that these evidences are all false?" Emperor Jianhe asked.

Fu Zheng was so angry that he choked and uttered two words in great frustration: "No."

Emperor Jianhe sighed deeply, stood up and walked to Fu Zheng, helped him up with his own hands, and said helplessly: "Of course I believe you, otherwise I would not have kept these evidences waiting for you to return to the capital. Although the matter has been spread, if these evidences are not brought out, outsiders will only be suspicious. In addition, you have made great contributions this time, and the merits and demerits offset each other, so I can naturally let you go. If I really let these evidences be exposed, it would be all wrong."

"As for the other woman, her reputation has been damaged by you, so you should take the initiative to take her as your concubine. Since she is your concubine, after a while, she will no longer hold the issue of you forcibly seizing a woman, and this wave of trouble will slowly pass."

Emperor Jianhe's considerate attitude of "I'm doing this for your own good, I'm thinking of you" moved Fu Zheng.

"But I still feel aggrieved." He muttered softly.

Why? He didn't do anything, but he has to take all the blame.

Damn it, don’t let him know who is behind this.

Emperor Jianhe did not respond, but patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go back."

Fu Zheng clasped his hands and said, "I'll take my leave."

Emperor Jianhe nodded slightly and looked at Fu Zheng's leaving back with an inexplicable expression.

It gets dark early in winter. It was already dark when Fu Zheng returned to Prince Pingyang's Mansion. The mansion was brightly lit with candles. Servants were coming in and out of the main hall, preparing dinner in an orderly manner.

When Zheng Weiyi, the chief steward, saw Fu Zheng coming back, he hurriedly went to greet him: "My Lord, the old princess is in the main courtyard."

"Is there something?" Fu Zheng was stunned for a moment and asked.

Zheng Weiyi said with a depressed look as if he had swallowed a fly: "You will know when you go there, Your Majesty."

What could a servant like him say about this?

It's the commoner girl who was raped by you, the prince, who has come to the door.

The New Year was just around the corner, but such a bad thing happened. When that woman came to the door, many people saw it, and I don’t know how it will spread outside.

Fu Zheng didn't ask any further questions and strode towards the main courtyard.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw that the maids and old women in the yard were all looking anxious and kept looking towards the flower hall.

Fu Zheng frowned and walked in.

"I've met the prince."

A maid saw Fu Zheng and hurriedly bowed and greeted him, followed by greetings from others.

Fu Zheng entered the flower hall and immediately saw the woman kneeling in the middle, but he quickly looked away without any interest.

"My son greets my mother." Fu Zheng bowed to the old princess.

The old princess responded indifferently.

The woman turned around when she heard the voice and looked at Fu Zheng with a timid look.

Fu Zheng was startled and looked at her angrily: "Why are you here?"

The woman bit her lip, with an aggrieved look as if she had to succumb to power, and said, "What do you mean, Your Majesty? Didn't Your Majesty order someone to forcibly bring me to the capital?"

Fu Zheng was so angry that he fell backwards. He said coldly, "Whether I forced you or not, you know it in your heart. Who asked you to plot against me?"

The woman was so frightened that she shrank her neck and shook her head.

The old princess suddenly said, "Come here, take this girl to the guest room first."

Mother Qin stepped forward and said, "Let me go."

As he spoke, he pointed at the two maids, walked up to the woman, and said expressionlessly, "Young lady, let's go."

The woman looked at everyone nervously, then stood up, lowered her head and followed Mother Qin.

"What did the emperor say when you entered the palace?" asked the old princess.

Fu Zheng took off his cloak, threw it to the maid beside him, and sat down next to Wen Shi angrily.

"The emperor has evidence that I raped a woman. I'm afraid I can't clear my name, but he has had the evidence suppressed. At most, outsiders will spread rumors. This way, my merits and demerits will be offset, and he won't punish me. He also asked me to take that woman as my concubine to prevent her from talking nonsense outside in the future."

Wen turned her head and felt sick after listening to Fu Zheng's words.

Although she was not the woman the prince loved, as a princess, the prince gave her enough respect. Except for not having the power to manage the family over the years, she lived a very happy life in the prince's mansion. The prince's backyard was clean and there was not even a maidservant. This was all because of the prince's deep love for the late princess. Therefore, even after the death of the late princess, the prince was not promiscuous. He only married her as the successor because the prince's mansion needed a mistress.

Now that she sees that her life is getting better and better, the prince's former favorite Lin Jianyue has caused unrest in the family just a few months after she came into the house, and now she wants the prince to take another concubine.

More importantly, the prince did not want this concubine himself, but the emperor ordered him to take her in, which was even more depressing.

Because of that woman, everyone had no appetite for dinner and left quickly.

The old princess was so angry that she had a headache, but the emperor had ordered Fu Zheng to take her as a concubine, and she couldn't even refuse.

Unless the woman gives up on her own?

But how is it possible?

If he was really so courageous, he wouldn't have come to the palace in Beijing.

Everyone could see that she was deliberately escorted to the capital, otherwise how could a commoner like her reach the capital so quickly in the middle of winter?

But his stupid son was totally unaware of it.

Gu Zhiyin returned to Qionghua Courtyard and just sat down when she saw Madam Yang come in and report: "Princess, Wen Feng is waiting outside."

"Tell him to come in."

Mother Yang agreed and turned to call Wen Feng into the flower hall.

"Your servant greets the Princess." Wen Feng bowed respectfully.

Gu Zhiyin raised her hand and asked, "Is there anything the prince can do for you?"

Wen Feng said with a bitter face: "The prince went to look for the woman from Pengzhou, carrying a sack."

Gu Zhiyin jumped up from his chair: "What is he going to do?"

Wen Feng was almost crying: "He said he wanted to send him out of the capital, but I couldn't stop him." After a pause, he added: "The prince is a little drunk."

The prince was in a bad mood, so he kept dragging the prince to drink. The prince also drank too much, but he didn't make a fuss. He was taken care of by the palace and went back to the main courtyard to rest.

But my own prince is not at ease.

Gu Zhiyin's mouth twitched slightly, and she asked Wen Feng to call a few strong servants and take the maid away.

The woman's name was Lu Xuan, and the old princess arranged for two maids to serve her.

He said he was to serve her, but in fact he was monitoring her every move.

At this moment, the old woman saw Fu Zhengjing trying to break into the house with a stick and a sack, and hurriedly stopped him.

"Prince, it's getting late. Go back and rest early. We can talk about it tomorrow." A guard advised with a flattering smile.

In the room, Lu Xuan heard the noise outside and clutched the quilt tightly in fear.

Fu Yunjingjing pointed at the old woman with a stick and said angrily, "Get out of the way."