The substitute prince: Reported the emperor's brother at the beginning

Rou'er was rescued by Ning Yi, and he was willing to let her stay in the mansion. She often cleaned his central courtyard, behaved well, and served him when he changed clothes and had his meals.

The little girl was not very old, and she was indeed more efficient and careful in serving than a group of male servants.

Now she was beaten for speaking up for him. Ning Yi said calmly, "Yang Ziqin, why are you showing off here so early in the morning?"

Yang Ziqin stood before him with dignity, her beautiful eyes filled with dissatisfaction, and she snorted coldly, "I am here to tell the Sixth Prince to be mindful of your status."

"Otherwise, if outsiders knew that I was hanging out with prostitutes every day, it would be embarrassing and make me a laughing stock."

"I don't need anyone to comment on what I want to do, let alone you coming here to lecture me." Ning Yi said, "Go back to your backyard and throw a tantrum. Don't stand here and delay my breakfast."

This is to drive Yang Ziqin away.

Yang Ziqin was even more angry. She came here specifically for Ning Yi's own good, to avoid being laughed at by others.

But Ning Yi had no idea of her kindness and wanted to drive her away.

Yang Ziqin was extremely dissatisfied and snorted coldly. She had no way to deal with Ning Yi. After all, he was a prince, not a son-in-law of their Yang family.

However, looking at the pitiful Rou'er lying on the ground, he could only vent his dissatisfaction on this dirty woman: "You slut from a brothel, dare to seduce the prince? Beat her with twenty sticks and throw her out of the palace. Don't let this dirty the prince's palace."

She's just a brothel maid. It's a good idea to vent your anger on her so that you don't get upset when you see her.

The two personal maids behind her grabbed Rou'er from the ground and dragged her out.

This frightened Rou'er, a little girl who hadn't experienced much of the world. "Please spare my life, my concubine. I know I was wrong and I won't do it again."

She herself didn't know what she had done wrong, she only knew that she had offended the prince's wife.

In this feudal era, in this world where the royal family is sovereign, anyone who wants to be punished by the royal family is wrong.

Ning Yi frowned, stood up and shouted coldly: "Stop."

The two personal maids could only stop and look at the prince's wife.

Yang Ziqin was even more unhappy: "Sixth Prince, do you have any right to interfere with the way I deal with a lowly maid?"

Ning Yi took a step forward, almost sticking to Yang Ziqin, forcing Yang Ziqin to take a step back.

"Rou'er was brought here by this prince. She is his person. She has nothing to do with you. Do you understand?"

Yang Ziqin's face turned pale: "Isn't she just a lowly maid in a brothel?"

In the eyes of people of this era, once you enter a brothel, your identity is already dirty, and this is also Rouer's biggest stain.

But Ning Yi said coldly: "Her father was a scholar, and he fled to the capital when Jiangdong was in trouble."

"My brother was seriously ill, so my father had no choice but to sell her to a wealthy family as a maid for three years, but she was tricked by a gang of human traffickers and sent to a brothel."

"This prince couldn't bear to see such a deceived woman fall into prostitution and have her life ruined, so I rescued her. Moreover, she had saved me before."

"As the eldest daughter of the Yang family, how are you better than her, except for having a good father?"

This made Yang Ziqin even more furious: "Are you comparing me with her?"

"What else?" Ning Yi sneered in disdain: "Put away your arrogant young lady's temper, or I will deal with you personally."

He then looked at the two personal maids and said, "This prince is warning you. If anyone dares to come and bully me again, I will kill them all, regardless of who they are."

The two personal servants, naturally afraid of the arrogant Sixth Prince, immediately knelt down and said, "We will never dare to do that again."

Yang Ziqin was so angry that her chest heaved. As the hostess, how could she not be angry when Ning Yi said that?

She said angrily, "I don't care about a heartless man like you anymore."

Seeing Yang Ziqin about to leave, Ning Yi had no intention of persuading her.

He was also annoyed by Yang Ziqin's arrogant attitude. No matter what, you are married into the prince's mansion. As a prince's consort, shouldn't you be obedient and honest?

Normally he would come to complain from time to time, that would be fine, but now he has come to cause such a scene.

Ning Yi looked at the pitiful Rou'er lying on the ground with tears on her face, like a wronged stray cat.

"Get up."

Only then did Rou'er behave herself and stood steadily in front of Ning Yi.

Ning Yi frowned and reached out his hand to hold her chin.

Rou'er was so scared that she quickly dodged a little: "Rou'er is dirty, don't dirty your highness's hands."

"Don't move." Ning Yi's tone became heavier.

The little girl Rou'er didn't dare to move. Ning Yi lifted her chin to look at the red and swollen scar on her face.

And her hair is messy and her face is dirty.

Ning Yi also felt bad: "I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."

Of course Rou'er felt wronged, as she used to be the eldest daughter who was spoiled by her family.

However, when a disaster struck Jiangdong, his mother died, and he had to flee from the famine along the way, suffering all kinds of hardships. He was even deceived into a brothel like Wangyue Tower, leaving him with no hope for the rest of his life.

She finally arrived at the prince's mansion and thought she could survive. The prince was not harsh on her and was very kind to her.

But today she did nothing, yet she was nearly beaten up and thrown out. She would have no way to survive, and might even be sold to a brothel again.

Rou'er felt wronged and could only lower her head and cry silently.

Ning Yi didn't know what to say, so he told her to have a good rest.

Looking at Rou'er who was about to leave, Ning Yi suddenly said, "By the way, you don't have to clean this hall anymore."

Rou'er's delicate body shuddered. "Your Highness, Your Highness, do you think, Rou'er, Rou'er didn't do well?"

She thought Ning Yi was going to drive her away. Now the only thing Rou'er was afraid of was being driven away.

Ning Yi shook his head slightly: "You have also read a lot of books with your father, so you don't have to do just these chores. In the future, please help me sort out my documents and materials."

While Rou'er breathed a sigh of relief, she was also very grateful in her heart. His Highness was the best to her.

Ning Yi doesn't have many people he trusts. At the moment, this little girl is the only one who is reliable. At least she has no qualifications and no reason to betray herself.

It was difficult for Ning Yi to sort out all the information, documents and letters from various places by himself.

Rouer happened to have read quite a few books, so this could come in handy.

For several days in a row, the little girl Rou'er helped to organize and carefully record all the important things, and then told them to Ning Yi.

It also made Ning Yi feel a lot more relaxed. Although it was a little clumsy at first, he would get used to it slowly.

As for Yang Ziqin, he was too lazy to care about her. She had a bad temper and was showing it to everyone. He was too lazy to pay attention to her.

Qin Haifeng walked into the hall and bowed, "Your Highness."

Ning Yi drank his tea slowly: "What's the matter?"

Qin Haifeng glanced at the little girl Rou'er who was writing with her head down, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He was surprised. He didn't expect that His Highness would let this brothel girl do clerical work. Normally, the clerical work of a prince should have a certain rank. How could she, a brothel girl, do it?

Ning Yi didn't care: "If you have something to say, just tell me. Are you afraid of outsiders here?"

What this means is that he trusts Rouer and there is no need to lie to her. He is alone and will not leave the house, so how could he make a mistake?