The ugly concubine counterattacks the beautiful lady, the evil prince should not love her too much

"Two hundred taels?" Yuwen Duo frowned and looked at Yang Qianqian: "How did you spend the money? Two hundred taels are not enough for you?"

When Yang Qianqian heard this, she understood that there was a way!

At that moment, she immediately raised an innocent and bullied face and said, "Your Highness, Mr. Fan was kind enough to help me keep the silver and I can take it out when I need it. Lu Er thought that I would not go out and would not need the silver, so she agreed."

Yang Qianqian paused, and shed a few tears with great effort: "But maybe Mr. Fan has never seen a doctor, so he doesn't know the price. He thinks that it would only cost ten taels of silver to treat a broken leg. We couldn't agree on the answer for a while, so I got anxious. I really didn't hurt Mr. Fan on purpose. I just want to explain to Mr. Fan that ten taels of silver is not enough for a leg injury..."

"Alright!" Yuwen Duo's face had already darkened, but when he saw her startled, his expression softened a little, "Get up quickly, princess, how can you kneel on the ground?"

Things had come to this point, and Yang Qianqian knew that Yuwen Duo's heart was probably completely on her side.

It's okay, it's okay. She was worried before that she didn't have the acting skills, but now it seems quite successful. It seems that the biggest contributor is the handkerchief soaked in pepper water.

"Fan Zhiwen!" Yuwen Duo turned around again, but was not so polite, "How much money did you withhold from the princess?"

"Your Majesty, I...I am just keeping it for you!"

Fan Zhiwen had cold sweat on his forehead. If he had known that the matter would turn out like this, he would not have gone to file a complaint.

But at least she could use the strategy of playing the victim, so she quickly lifted the hem of her robe, revealing her calves that were wrapped like dumplings, "But your Highness, look, the princess did hit me a little too hard!"

Yang Qianqian rolled her eyes in her heart. Although she had hit him hard, she had aimed at the right spot. The swelling would last for ten days or half a month at most. Was it necessary to wrap it up so exaggeratedly?

Thinking of this, she took advantage of Yuwenduo's inattention and winked at Lu'er. Lu'er was smart and came to her senses immediately. She shouted: "My princess is just a weak woman. She only hit you lightly. How could you be injured like this?"

"Lu'er!" Yang Qianqian pretended to stop Lu'er, but she had already admired her in her heart. This girl is teachable.

"I did hit Mr. Fan. I admit that Mr. Fan also wrapped so much... uh, cloth to protect his legs. Lu'er, don't talk nonsense!"

After saying that, she stepped forward again politely: "Mr. Fan, I'm sorry, I was a little too harsh..."

"Fan Zhiwen!" After hearing this, if Yu Wenduo still didn't know that it was Fan Zhiwen who was playing tricks, then he would be a fool. He gritted his teeth and asked, "How much money do you owe the princess?"

"Not only do we owe our princess, we also owe this servant and Ruyue a lot of money!"

Seeing Yang Qianqian's admiring look, Lu'er immediately plucked up her courage and, based on her own understanding, seized the opportunity to interrupt.

Sure enough, Yuwenduo's expression became uglier and uglier: "You even didn't let go of the salary of the two maids?"

"Your Highness... I, little one..." Fan Zhiwen's face was a little pale. Seeing this, he quickly knelt down with a "thump". He couldn't care less about his injured leg. "Your Highness, I really just want to help the princess manage the money out of kindness!"