The princess has no moral principles, why did you provoke her?

Lotus Village

On the day Ye Qingyan was pushed off the Cliff of Unfeeling, Ye Sihai and Li Cuihua came back from working in the fields at noon, washed their hands and prepared to eat.

Li Cuihua walked into the kitchen and saw that there was no smell of food inside. She immediately cursed: "Where is that damn girl? Why didn't she even make lunch? Where did she go?"

Ye Ziyan walked in and asked, "Mom, what's wrong?"

Li Cuihua's face was still full of anger: "Where's that little bitch?"

Ye Ziyan's eyes met Li Cuihua's, and she avoided him a little. "She came this morning with a basket on her back, saying she was going up the mountain to collect herbs. She never came back. Who knows where she went?"

Li Cuihua saw that there was some mud on Ye Ziyan's clothes, as if she had fallen, and the sides of her shoes were also covered in mud.

There was a strange flash in her eyes: "Zi Yan, tell me the truth, where did that damn girl go?"

Ye Ziyan lowered her head: "Mom, I'm writing in the room, I don't know where she went."

"Tell me, where have you been? If you don't tell the truth, I'll beat you to death!"

Ye Ziyan was only a teenager after all, and she was much more timid in front of her tigress-like mother: “That little bitch wanted to go collect herbs, so I followed her.

She went to the cliff to pick a herb, but she slipped and fell off the Cliff of Unfeeling.

Ye Ziyan finally thought of a good excuse to clear herself. It was normal for her to fall off the cliff.

"Falling off a cliff? You said she fell off a cliff thousands of feet high?" Li Cuihua widened her eyes, her face full of surprise.

Ye Ziyan pretended to be innocent: "Yes, mother, I was so scared at that time that I ran back quickly."

Li Cuihua seemed to be lost in thought, then she shouted outside, "Old man, come in."

Ye Sihai walked into the house cursing, "You damned woman, why haven't you cooked yet? I'm almost starving to death!"

"What are you shouting about? I have something to tell you."

At this time, a little girl walked in from outside the gate. She looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. She was Ye Qingyan’s good friend Hua Ling’er.

She is also a poor person. Her parents died when she was young and she depended on her grandmother for everything.

Ye Qingyan only drank porridge once or twice a day, and Hua Ling'er often took some food from home and secretly brought it to Ye Qingyan.

Hearing the noise in the house, she didn't dare to call Ye Qingyan, but quietly hid behind a tree and listened.

"You damn bitch, I'm hungry. Do you want to be beaten by standing here? Why don't you light a fire and cook?" Ye Sihai was full of anger.

Li Cuihua rolled her eyes at him and yelled, "You old fool, you only know how to get angry at me. How dare you do that to Widow Xing?"

Now something terrible has happened. That damn girl fell off the Cliff of Unfeeling and died!"

Ye Sihai was stunned for a moment: "Fall to death? Why would she go to Jueqing Cliff for no reason?"

"Zi Yan said she was going to pick a herb and fell off the cliff."

Ye Sihai's eyes were blazing with fire: "This damn girl, what kind of herbs is she picking? If she falls from the Cliff of Unfeeling, she will surely die.

She is the legitimate daughter of the Prince of Zhennan. If they come to ask for her, how will we explain it to them?"

Li Cuihua lowered her eyes and sneered lightly: "What is there to explain? The one who fell off the cliff was our daughter Ye Ziyan, and the person in front of us is Ye Qingyan, right?

The death of that little bitch has caused us to lose several hundred taels of silver.

He had originally planned to sell her to Mr. Zhang as his 20th concubine in two years, but now his plan has been shattered.

Now that she's dead, we don't have to worry about anything being exposed. Our daughter will soon be able to enjoy a peaceful life.

In the future, she will be the princess of the Zhennan Palace, with endless silks and satins to wear, endless wealth and splendor to enjoy, and she will marry into a wealthy family and become the mistress of the house."

Ye Sihai looked at Ye Ziyan, still a little worried: "But everyone in the village knows Ziyan, so if we ask around, won't it be exposed?"

Li Cuihua said confidently, "People in the Zhennan Palace don't have the time to inquire.

Every time Xu Pozi, who was beside the princess, came, she always saw Zi Yan. She had never seen that bitch.

It has been like this for so many years, she won't doubt it."

Ye Sihai warned: "Zi Yan, you are our biological daughter. When you return to the Zhennan Palace, don't forget us two old guys."

Ye Ziyan assured: "Dad, Mom, don't worry, no matter where I go in the future, I will never forget your kindness in raising me."

When Hua Ling'er heard this, she broke out in a cold sweat and quickly left the Ye family.

She was afraid that the three men would find out and kill her.

Hua Ling'er fled back home in a panic.

Seeing her granddaughter's distraught look, the grandmother asked, "Ling'er, what's wrong with you? Who scared you like this? Did you give the dry food to Qingyan?"

Hua Ling'er's face turned pale: "Grandma, Qingyan, Qingyan is dead!"

"Dead? What nonsense are you talking about! I saw her cutting grass for pigs yesterday. How could she die so soon?"

Seeing that her grandmother didn't believe her, Hua Ling'er told her everything she had heard.

After listening to this, Grandma Hua said, "It seems that Ye Sihai and his wife just found out about this.

Ye Ziyan usually never leaves the house and never touches water, so how could she secretly follow Qingyan to the Cliff of Unfeeling?

She must have forced Qingyan to go, and then pushed her off the cliff when she was not prepared.

Alas, this poor child, who was said to be doomed since childhood, ended up meeting the inhumane family of Ye Sihai and suffered endless torture.

She thought for a moment and said, "Ling'er, go find your fourth uncle quickly. You two can ride in an ox cart to the bottom of Jueqing Cliff to look for him.

If Qingyan is still alive, bring her back and don't send her to the Ye family;

If she dies, her body will be buried, and she will no longer have to suffer, and she will be freed."

"Grandma, I'll go right away."

After Hua Ling'er finished speaking, she ran towards her fourth uncle's house...

About half an hour later, Hua Ling'er and her fourth uncle reached the bottom of the cliff and began to look for Ye Qingyan.

"Qingyan, Qingyan, where are you?" Hua Ling'er cried and shouted, but no one responded.

Fourth Uncle looked at the top of the cliff, but it was shrouded in clouds and mist, and he couldn't see the top at all.

"Ling'er, if it's true as you said, she will definitely die if she falls from up there.

We've been searching for a long time, but we haven't found any trace of Qingyan. We need to find her alive or dead. Where is she?"

Hua Ling'er wiped her tears with one hand and sobbed, "Qingyan, where are you?"

She continued to look forward, and suddenly saw a pink sachet embroidered with bamboo next to a big tree. She ran over quickly and picked up the sachet.

This sachet was embroidered by her own hands. The piece of cloth her grandmother gave her was just enough to make two sachets. She kept one for herself and gave the other to Ye Qingyan.

"Fourth Uncle, this is Qingyan's sachet. I gave it to her. She must be nearby."

"Qingyan, Qingyan..."

As a result, the two of them searched hard but couldn't find Ye Qingyan.

The setting sun dyed the sky red, and Fourth Uncle said, "Ling'er, let's go back!

The sachet can prove that Qingyan did fall off the cliff, but we searched the entire area and found no one. Perhaps she was rescued."

Hua Ling'er smiled with tears in her eyes: "Qing Yan is still alive. It's good that she was rescued. She is not dead..."

The two of them got on the ox cart and returned to the village...