Long Live the Empress

Inside the house, Yan Liyuan, who was sitting in the main seat, had a look of disdain on his face, "Humph! I didn't expect that the daughter of the Prime Minister's mansion would live a life worse than that of a concubine's daughter!"

Yue Jinghao didn't say anything. Her courtyard was indeed incomparable to Yue Jinghong's! She personally poured a cup of tea for Yan Liyuan, "Why isn't the Ninth Thousand Years Old busy today?"

Wang Er curled his lips. How could he not be busy? It was just that his master had heard Wang Yi say how cold and ruthless Yue Hanwen was to the eldest daughter, and how he doted on that concubine's daughter, so he put aside his official duties and ran to the Prime Minister's Mansion to enjoy the courtyard...

Yan Liyuan picked up the teacup and stroked it, "What do you think, Miss?"

"What does Nine Thousand Year Old Man want from my little girl?" Yue Jinghao didn't beat around the bush. She didn't believe that someone would be nice to you without a purpose!

Yan Liyuan sneered, "Miss, do you think you have anything that can be used by me?"

Yue Jinghao thought that Yan Liyuan's reputation in the previous life was not good. People said that he was cold-blooded and bloodthirsty, so everyone was afraid of him. Wei Zilin also kept telling her how ambitious Yan Liyuan was. But in the end, her body was taken by Yan Liyuan. It was really ironic! "How about I recruit Yan Chun to serve under the Nine Thousand Years Old? He had many opportunities to be promoted to a general, but for the sake of those 20,000 elite soldiers, he has been relegated to the position of a general for many years. The Nine Thousand Years Old will be even more powerful with Yan Chun!"

Yan Liyuan looked at Yue Jinghao deeply. Yue Jinghao was not afraid of him and stared at him. He saw hatred in Yue Jinghao's eyes... If it was just a fight in the backyard, Yue Jinghao would not hate it so much. Something must have happened... "Are you happy today?"

Yue Jinghao rolled her eyes at him unhappily after hearing this, "Nine Thousand Years Old's actions today have disrupted all of my daughter's plans..."

Yan Liyuan paused as he held the teacup in his hand. "... Humph, what plans can a little thing like you have? They are nothing but childish tricks!"

"Hey, it was this kid's trick that made Yan Chun confess, Nine Thousand Years Old, don't you think so?" Yue Jinghao was blatantly slapping the face of the Thousand Years Old Mansion! Seeing Yan Liyuan's momentary embarrassment, Yue Jinghao was satisfied!

Yan Liyuan straightened his sleeves and stood up. "I'll leave Yan Chun's matter to you." He casually threw a jade pendant on Yue Jinghao and said, "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do!"

Yue Jinghao rolled her eyes in her heart. What does it mean to not bother him when there is nothing to do? He is such a proud and awkward person.

This is a jade pendant without any words on it. There is only a Qilin carved on one side, and the other side has the patterns of the jade pendant itself, which together form a natural landscape painting.

Yan Liyuan gave her the personal jade pendant, which proved that the two of them had joined forces...

"Tell Hongfu that it's her turn to go on stage..."

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Qingyun Garden

Yue Jinghong was finally awakened by the doctor's silver needle. When she opened her eyes, she asked Zhenzhu in fear, "Is the Ninth Thousand Years Old gone?"

Pearl nodded with red eyes, "Miss, lie down quickly, you are still hot!"

Yue Jinghong felt very weak at this moment. After drinking a few sips of water, she realized that something was wrong in the atmosphere in the room. "Where's my aunt? Why doesn't she come to see me?"

Pearl couldn't hold back her tears any longer and burst into tears, "Aunt she, Aunt she..."

Yue Jinghong grabbed Zhenzhu's arm with both hands and asked anxiously, "What happened to her?"

"The Ninth Prince said that the concubine openly insulted the legitimate daughter, so he beat the concubine with fifty boards..."

When Yue Jinghong heard that he was only beaten with a stick, she heaved a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, he was only beaten with a stick..."

But before Yue Jinghong could finish her words, Zhenzhu started crying even harder, "The executioners were the Black Armored Soldiers. Thirty strokes of the board would have broken my aunt's legs!"

Yue Jinghong’s eyes went dark and she almost fainted again. She hurriedly asked Zhenzhu to support her weak body and stumbled to Ruyi Garden.

Before entering the door, I saw several servants taking down plaques. "What are they doing?" Zhenzhu asked puzzledly.

When the servants saw that it was the Second Young Lady, they hurriedly saluted and said, "We didn't know, it was the old lady who gave the order."

Yue Jinghong thought about Aunt Su so she didn't ask any more questions and went straight into the house.

On the large carved nanmu bed, Aunt Su's face was as pale as paper, without a trace of life. "Aunt..." Yue Jinghong called softly, not daring to touch Aunt Su's face, for fear that she would discover something bad.

The doctor shook his head and sighed with regret, "Madam's life is no longer in danger, but her injuries are too severe. From the lumbar spine to the thigh, all the bones are broken. From now on, she can only lie in bed..."

What? Yue Jinghong couldn't believe what she heard. She trembled and lifted the quilt that Aunt Su had covered her with. She saw that her originally slender waist had become loose. If it weren't for the bandages wrapped all over her body...

Yue Jinghao! It was because of that bitch that her aunt was punished by Jiu Qiansui! She was about to go find Yue Jinghao to settle the score.

At this time, Aunt Zhang, who was beside the old lady, came in, followed by several servants. "Meet the second young lady. The old lady has ordered Aunt Su to move to Jinglan Garden."