You act stupid and I act crazy, let's be ancestors together

"Oh, so you care about us!"

Fan Tong and Jiang Si made faces at each other, and their expressions and tones were as sarcastic as they could be.

Any normal person could tell there was something wrong with the tone of their voices, and the expressions on Yu and her daughter's faces were so interesting.

Yu Qingyuan originally thought that what he was waiting for was either a decree to send him to prison or two people beaten half to death, but unexpectedly, when he saw that they were intact, he was so angry that he almost fainted.

Before this, she, as the mistress of the house, was humiliated in front of a group of concubines and concubines. She originally wanted them to see the consequences of offending her, but she didn't expect to lose face again.

"Cousin, cousin, this prince is very satisfied with the way your family cares for others. Let me tell you, Laifu, I scold you for your own good. I care about you, but you still don't believe it."

Listening to his own prince's words, the young eunuch Lai Fu nodded repeatedly in agreement, showing great cooperation.

At this moment, the ladies and concubines of the Fan family noticed the five or six-year-old child standing on the carriage.

Others didn't know him, but Fan Yurong did. After all, she was the Prince Chen's concubine, and she had attended palace banquets with him and met the Sixth Prince several times.

"Why is the Sixth Prince coming to our Fan Mansion?" Fan Yurong immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Who are you? Why do I have to report to you when I come to stay at my cousin's house for a few days?"

Although Murong Zhengjue is young, he grew up in the palace and has seen these scenes more than once or twice. Dealing with people like Fan Yurong is a common occurrence for him.

Fan Yurong looked a little embarrassed, but she was very confident and continued to try to get close to him, "Your Highness the Sixth Prince, forgot that we have met before. I am your third sister-in-law."

Jiang Si and Fan Tong looked at her as if she were a fool. This Prince of Chen had embarrassed their mother in public this morning, and now she came up to him to get close to him. Who knew what the Prince of Chen would think when he saw this?

Oh, he couldn’t see it either, after all, he was so angry that he fainted.

That's not right. They have been in Mingyue Pavilion for an hour or two. Logically, what happened to Prince Chen in the court should have spread out long ago, but why is Fan Yurong still here?

"Third sister-in-law?" Murong Zhengjue looked at Fan Yurong in shock.

Fan Yurong nodded and was about to respond when she heard the child's childish voice again.

"It's only been a few days since we last met, Third Sister-in-law, how come you've become like this? Why are you getting uglier and uglier? Back then, Third Sister-in-law, you were one of the four great talented women in the capital, how come you're reeking of money now? Look at you, you look like you wish you could wear a hundred pounds of gold on your head, no wonder Third Brother doesn't like you."

Fan Yurong could tell that Murong Zhengjue was deliberately humiliating her. What he meant was that Du Fanyan was his third sister-in-law and she was not worthy of him.

Murong Zhengjue had a photographic memory and recognized Fan Yurong as his third brother's concubine early on. He had heard that today his third brother had colluded with court officials to frame his mother and cousin. Although he was young, he was not stupid, so he naturally could not get close to the people in Prince Chen's Mansion.

Fan Yurong was stupid and couldn't figure out the deep meaning of this, but Fan Ruoxue knew that the Sixth Prince's return with Fan Tong and the others proved that something had gone wrong with Prince Chen's actions. If they returned safely, then those who were punished in the palace today...

Thinking of this, Fan Ruoxue secretly said that something was wrong. Just as she was about to step forward to warn them, she heard the voice of her eldest brother.

"Second sister, why are you still here?"

Fan Yurong, who was ridiculed by the Sixth Prince, was now furious. Seeing the fool Fan Tong, she took out all her anger on him. Anyway, no matter how she scolded him in the past, he would never complain to his father.

"Why, I can't come back, isn't this my home? Dad isn't dead yet, and you want to kick me out? Do you really think that since you are the only son of the Fan family, the Fan family business belongs to you?"

Well, she is worthy of being Fan Yueyue’s sister, and they are both stupid.

"Hey, so it turns out that you, my sister, hope that our father will die soon. I'll go tell dad right now." Fan Tong shouted deliberately and was about to rush into the house.

Seeing this, Fan Yurong hurriedly stopped him, "You idiot, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Aiya, sister, why are you so angry? Your brother and I are just too surprised. We didn't expect you to think so highly of our Fan family. Even when His Royal Highness Prince Chen fainted in anger this morning and was sent back to the palace, you didn't care. You only cared about your eldest brother and me. Your sister-in-law is really touched."

As Jiang Si spoke, she took out a handkerchief and wiped her eyes twice.

Such acting skills, let alone others, even Murong Zhengjue, a five-year-old child, couldn't stand it.

"What did you say? What happened to the prince?"

When Fan Yurong heard Jiang Si's words, she felt like an ant on a hot pan.

"Rong'er, don't listen to this madman's nonsense. If something really happened to His Royal Highness Prince Chen, the people from the palace would have come to report it long ago." Yu came out with the support of Fan Ruoxue, believing that Jiang Si and the other person were talking nonsense.

At this moment, a figure dressed in green and with flowing white hair fell from the sky, holding a short and fat girl in his hand.

"You guys are finally back. I'm an old man with nothing to do and I'm so bored that I can only grab a girl to chat with me."

Que Feibai spoke honestly, but Jiang Si and Fan Tong always felt that something was wrong.

"Cuihua, why are you here?"

Fan Yurong looked at the maid that she had left as a dowry in the palace and suddenly appeared here, and she thought to herself, "Oh no!" Could something really have happened in the palace?

At this moment Cuihua's face was pale. She looked at Que Feibai as if he were the King of Hell, and her teeth were chattering.

How could this guy, who is so good-looking, talk nonsense like that?

Which kind of good person would hang someone on a tree and stuff his mouth when he wants to chat with you, and let you watch him eat and drink?

Cuihua took a long time to recover, and quickly knelt at Fan Yurong's feet, saying anxiously: "Concubine, it's bad, something happened. The prince vomited blood and fainted during the morning court, and was carried back to the palace. I came here an hour ago and wanted to inform you to return home as soon as possible, but he was kidnapped by this man, and he..."

"How...how could this happen?"

Before Cuihua could finish the rest of her words, Fan Yurong's legs went weak and she fell to the ground.

"I know about this!" Jiang Si spoke enthusiastically, but the undisguised smile on her face made people hard to believe that she could be so kind.

"It's you, I know, it's you, it must be you..." Fan Yurong's face was full of tears, and she pounced towards Jiang Si with her teeth and claws bared.

Jiang Si didn't tolerate her and swung two big slaps at her, making Fan Yurong spin in circles with stars in her eyes.

"What does it have to do with your ancestors?"

"If I really want to blame anyone, it's only him, oh, and you and your mother."

Upon hearing Jiang Si's words, Yu and Fan Yurong's faces turned pale.

Fan Yurong paused for a moment, covering her rapidly swollen face, and the first thing she said was, "How dare you hit me?"