The tyrant is changing the plot madly because of the fake princess's voice

Lin Jingshan threw himself into the arms of the person who came.

"Mom, they bullied me!" His tears burst out instantly, and he pointed in the direction of Jiang Yingcheng and complained with tears in his eyes, "Brother Lei and I took them out to play with good intentions, but they closed the door and beat me!"

Zhang's heart ached with distress: "Where are you hurt? Let me take a look!"

Lin Jingshan quickly pulled up his shirt, revealing his soft, bulging belly.

It was smooth and white, without a single bruise.

Lin Jingshan's crying paused for a moment because of the scene in front of him: "Why, why isn't it here? They hit me right here! They hit me so many times!!"

Zhang's expression also froze.

Suddenly, a sharper cry was heard from the side: "Wow--Brother Jingshan knocked my head to the ground and pulled my sleeve hard!"

Zhang looked back when she heard the voice.

The little boy in the stranger's arms had a face covered in black dust and his cuffs had obvious signs of being torn. Knowing her own child's personality very well, she believed what the little boy said almost the moment they met.

Comparing the two scenes, Zhang, who had always been a loving mother, was unable to say anything harsh to the other party for a moment.

"She rubbed the dust off herself! Her cuffs were also torn by her dumb brother!!" Lin Jingshan became even more anxious, "Mom, please believe me, it really wasn't me and Lei Ge'er—"

"Ouch, it hurts," Jiang Yingcheng opened her sleeves, revealing her delicate arm. The clear purple palm print startled her and she cried out, "Wow—"

The large purple marks were much more convincing than Lin Jingshan's white and tender belly. The eyes of everyone present looked at Lin Jingshan with profound meaning in an instant.

Even the servants in the Lin Mansion were secretly complaining in their hearts.

Lin Jingshan usually likes to bully Master Jinshu, but he relies on his wife's kindness and never takes it seriously, which is why he has developed such a carefree character now.

No matter how you look at it this time, what the cute little kid in Lord Jiao's arms said is more like the truth.

Lin Jingshan faced all kinds of gazes from the people around him. The feeling of grievance almost drowned him. He opened his mouth and was about to cry out -

"Waaaaa——" Jiang Yingcheng burst into tears again.

She shrank back into Jiao Hongmiao's arms, crying and she shrugged her shoulders, looking extremely pitiful.

The poor little guy was very happy.

[Hehehe, I'm so mad at him!]

[I can’t cry anymore than Cheng Cheng, and no one will believe me when I tell them, hehehe! ]

[Every action has its consequences, and your retribution is to clear my mind! ]

Lin Jingshan closed his mouth and glared at the small figure fiercely.

Why are you crying?!

Those two marks on your arm were caused by your brother who didn't use much strength!

He was almost pissed off to death by these two bastards who were confusing right and wrong!

The crying finally brought Zhang back to her senses.

Although her Shan Ge'er was naughty, his aggrieved expression was so real that she hesitated for a moment.

Zhang glanced in Fang Yiwan's direction and her eyes met hers. They both saw the same confusion in each other's eyes.

In the heavy atmosphere of the room filled only by the crying of the little one, Fang Yiwan spoke softly: "Sir, when this happened, there were indeed no bystanders who could serve as witnesses, and the children are still at an innocent age. I'm afraid some things cannot be explained clearly for a while..."

Fang Yiwan stopped here at the right moment, and Jiao Hongmiao almost laughed out of anger.

What she said was almost a direct statement that the little guy was talking nonsense and had wrongly accused her big fat boy.

Jiao Hongmiao's anger was extinguished here.

like……

She was not wrong.

It was indeed the little princess who wrongly accused the two fat boys in the Lin Mansion...

Jiao Hongmiao glanced at the two faces in the corner that were so aggrieved that their eyes were filled with tears, and felt a little bit reluctant.

He understood the truth, but he always felt a little reluctant to let a grown man like him wrongly accuse two little kids.

At this moment, the little guy turned his head slightly from his arms and looked at Fang Yiwan in the middle of the hall with squinted eyes.

[Wow, she really looks down on my Uncle Jiao! ]

Jiao Hongmiao: “???”

Your Highness wants to persuade others to "fight" again, right? !

[Do you think that Cheng Cheng is just the daughter of the Minister of Revenue, and that she has a younger sister who is a concubine in the palace, so she can do whatever she wants to Uncle Jiao?! ]

Jiao Hongmiao: “…”

This is indeed possible, if the little princess is really just his daughter.

After all, Concubine Wan is enjoying great honor and favor because of the young prince, and no one in the court is willing to bring bad luck to her family at this time.

In the silence, Jiang Yingcheng spoke timidly.

She lowered her head and picked at her torn sleeves, saying aggrievedly, "But, but, my brother loves me the most, I can't let him suffer this injustice."

Jiang Xiaolucha said: "My arms and forehead hurt, and my favorite clothes were torn by Brother Jingshan. These are all fine, but, but, he can't say that these were all done by my brother!"

"Although Auntie didn't even ask why we were in that yard in order to protect Brother Jingshan and Brother Yelei, and didn't want to listen to what Brother Jinshu had to say, she didn't ask if my brother and I were in pain or if we felt any discomfort..."

Jiang Yingcheng sighed heavily: "Alas... but who made my father just a small minister of the Ministry of Revenue? My aunt's family has connections in the palace, we understand..."

Jiang Xingran: “…”

Fang Yiwan: “…”

Jiao Hongmiao: “…”

They suspected that this little guy was adding fuel to the fire, and they had clear evidence.

Fang Yiwan was speechless for a moment.

She really didn't expect that the little guy, whom she had always ignored, could have such meticulous thinking and expression skills.

However, such a small little ball was not enough to make her afraid.

She smiled and said, "My dear little noble, you are joking. We——"

"Why waste your time talking to them?" a sharp voice suddenly interrupted.

Everyone's attention was drawn to this voice.

Behind Fang Yiwan, Zhang's expression had been gradually distorted by Lin Jingshan's crying. She gently stroked Lin Jingshan's back with her hands, but the words she spoke were full of resentment.

"Sister-in-law, you heard what Shan Ge'er said. It was these two little guys who beat up our Shan Ge'er. We can't just think about keeping the peace and let this matter go!"

Even if that little boy is indeed injured, so what? Even if that little boy’s father is the Minister of Revenue, so what?

Her sister, Fang Yiwan, is now a concubine in the palace, and her family is also related to the royal family!

Besides...

The dark light in Zhang's eyes flashed away.

Moreover, over the years, Shan Ge'er had been helping Fang Yiwan complete her evil plans under her deliberate guidance. If she didn't help to deal with this conflict this time...

But you can’t blame Zhang for being rude!