After the marriage, the abstinent prince turned me on

Xie Mishuang looked at the red and swollen corners of Yong'an's mouth with a trace of blood oozing out. She took out her handkerchief with heartache and gently wiped it for her.

"You have to protect yourself even when fighting. Look, your face is covered in bruises."

Her tone was gentle, with a hint of helplessness.

Yong'an was stunned by this sudden concern, and a sense of grievance and a hint of touching surged in his heart.

She tugged the handkerchief from Xie Mi's hands, her tone awkward, "Who told you to meddle in other people's business? It was obviously your new Crown Princess who started it first!"

Xie Mishuang turned his gaze to Anman.

At this time, Anman had been helped up by her maid Amber. Her eyes were filled with malice, and she raised her chin proudly. "This is my place, it's not your turn to reminisce about the past! Get out of here!"

Yongan retorted without showing any weakness, "This princess doesn't even want to stay in such a shabby place like yours! Let's go!"

As she spoke, she took Xie Mishuang's hand and walked out of the yard.

Xie Mishuang was a little surprised to be pulled by her, and staggered a few steps before he could keep up with her.

Yongan seemed to realize that his action was a bit abrupt, and he quickly let go of his hand, whispering unnaturally, "Thank you for just now."

After walking out of Anman's yard, Xie Mishuang stood firm and asked with a smile: "So, you came here just to fight with the princess?"

Yongan's face flushed, and he stiffened his neck to defend himself, "Who wants to fight her? I just came here to see if you guys would start a fight!"

Xie Mishuang couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. Princess Yong'an was really straightforward.

Yongan felt even more embarrassed when he saw her laughing, and stamped his feet. "What are you laughing at?! No matter what, from today on, you and I are on the same page! This Anman is so vicious and barbaric. I would rather the Crown Prince have a Crown Princess like you!"

She paused, then asked anxiously, "Come to think of it, why hasn't the Crown Prince recovered his memory yet? Isn't that Divine Doctor Li your master? Hurry and ask him to think of a solution!"

Xie Mishuang put away his smile and turned serious. "My master is already thinking of a solution for your brother."

Yong'an frowned and paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pan. "In addition to medication, I think other stimulation is needed! You should think of something that can help Prince Brother recall his memory!"

Xie Mishuang pondered for a moment, a glimmer of light flashing between his brows, "There is indeed something that may be able to awaken my brother's memory, and that is the peony hairpin..."

She paused, a hint of helplessness in her tone, "It's just that the hairpin was taken back by my brother, and I don't know where it is."

When Yong'an heard this, his eyes lit up and he immediately clapped his hands and said, "It must be in the study! Let's go look for it now!"

Xie Mishuang quickly pulled her back, looking worried, "My royal brother is in the study right now. He probably won't let me in now that he's forgotten me."

Yong'an turned her head and said confidently: "That's right! But I'm his sister, he won't stop me! I'll go look for it for you!" After that, she walked towards the prince's study in a hurry, and her figure disappeared at the corner of the corridor.

Watching Yong'an's receding figure, Qing He walked to Xie Mishuang's side, with a hint of doubt in her tone, "My Lady, when did Princess Yong'an treat you so well?"

Xie Mishuang's lips curled up into a faint smile, "Because we have a common enemy. The enemy of my enemy is naturally my friend."

Qing He suddenly realized, "So now the Queen and the Princess have become friends?"

Xie Mishuang sighed softly, "I guess so. After all, she is my cousin's wife, and I don't want to have a bad relationship with her. It's not bad to have a sister like this."

She turned to look at Qing He with a serious expression, "Go to the treasury and withdraw some silver to help your aunt and her family find a home in the capital. Remember, you must also send someone to keep an eye on them. If 'that person' comes looking for them, report them immediately."

Qinghe nodded solemnly and left.

However, as soon as Qinghe arrived at the warehouse door, he was stopped by two ferocious-looking servants.

"What are you doing?" Qing He demanded, a hint of anger in her tone. "That's our queen's dowry and the money she earned. Are you trying to embezzle it?"

One of the servants laughed contemptuously, "What queen? Only our Princess Anman is the only Crown Princess in this mansion! Therefore, the storehouse should be under the jurisdiction of our Princess Anman. You don't need to come here anymore. The things inside belong to our Princess Anman!"

Qing He was so shocked by this sudden change that she stood there in a daze. She looked at the two arrogant servants in front of her in disbelief, with anger boiling in her heart.

She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger in her heart, and said coldly: "Do you know what you are talking about? This is the Prince's Mansion! How can you be so presumptuous!"

Another servant curled his lips in disdain, "So what if it's the Prince's Mansion? Princess Anman is the master of this mansion now! If you know what's good for you, get out of here! Don't be an eyesore here!"

Qing He was so angry that she was shaking all over. She knew that these two servants were relying on Princess Anman's power to deliberately make things difficult for her.

Qing He's eyes widened in anger as she pointed at the two servants' noses and practically gnashed her teeth as she said, "Don't go too far! Even though our Crown Princess is no longer the same as before, it's unacceptable for her to seize Concubine Ping's dowry! If this gets out, I wonder what the people of our country will think of you, An Guo!"

The boy nonchalantly scratched his ears with a look of disdain on his face, as if he had heard some huge joke.

"Even if you make a scene, it's because you're jealous of our Princess Anman! We Anguo don't care what you people think, haha!"

He glanced at Qinghe with contempt, his eyes full of frivolity and provocation.

Qing He was so angry that she was shaking all over. She pointed at the boy with a trembling finger, "You!"

The servant suddenly changed his expression, looking Qing He up and down with lustful eyes, a lewd smile on his lips, "But you are quite good-looking. If you serve us, maybe we can reward you with some money."

Qing He was immediately filled with shame and indignation, and shouted angrily, "Shameless! This is the Crown Prince's residence, not a brothel for you men!"

She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her flesh, and tried hard to suppress the urge to slap the other person.

The servant became even more arrogant, holding his head high and looking fearless.

"So what if the Prince's Mansion is here? As long as Princess Anman is here, we can do whatever we want!"

Another servant behind him also echoed him, making bursts of obscene laughter.

Qing He took a deep breath and tried to remain calm. "You...you are too presumptuous! If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince finds out, he will never forgive you!"