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

Ye Xinran asked someone to call Ye Xintong over. She was sitting on a chair with a gloomy face.

She sighed, "Third sister, I believe you already know about the Second Aunt's affairs. Ye Qingyan is no longer a star of misfortune.

If Liu Banxian confesses everything, our situation will change dramatically.

Her biological daughter is back, what are we going to do next?"

Ye Xintong blinked her watery eyes and said, "The incident of the star of misfortune happened more than ten years ago. We were not even born then, so it has nothing to do with us."

Ye Xinran glanced at her and said, "But the Second Aunt sent assassins to kill Ye Qingyan on the way, which happened recently."

Ye Xintong smiled and said, "Second sister, the killer was not sent by us, so what does it have to do with us?"

"That's what I said, but the person who was sent to kill us was our own mother. This is a fact that no one can change."

Ye Xintong thought for a moment, "Second sister, let's kneel in front of mother and atone for Second Aunt's sins.

My mother's weakness is that she is too soft-hearted. We have been with her for many years and we always have feelings for her.

Even though Ye Qingyan was her biological daughter, she hadn't seen her for many years and was no different from a stranger.

As long as we behave carefully in front of her, she won't vent her anger on us because of the Second Aunt's matter."

Ye Xinran frowned, "Second Aunt is really stupid. I told her a long time ago to get rid of Liu Banxian. He is a disaster.

But she just wouldn't listen and was extorted two hundred taels of silver every year.

We still have to rely on grandma, after all, she is the second aunt's aunt."

After the two of them finished their discussion, they went to pay their respects to the old princess first.

Ye Ziyan heard Baoyue talk about what happened last night early in the morning, saying that the second concubine was sent to the farm overnight.

She originally planned to run away, but then she thought that the idea of ​​being unlucky was a figment of her imagination.

She changed her mind and decided to live here for Ye Qingyan and enjoy wealth and glory.

Baoyue reminded: "Princess, you have to go and pay your respects to the old princess, your grandmother.

It was understandable that you were punished for not going to pay your respects yesterday, but if you don't go today, it would be disrespectful."

Ye Ziyan nodded and followed Baoyue to the old princess's meditation courtyard.

Before she came, Shen Meng and the second aunt's two daughters arrived first.

Ye Ziyan looked at the old princess sitting on the couch. Although she was old, she still had charm.

The years seemed to have only lightly outlined a few fine lines at the corners of his eyes, adding a bit of calmness and grace.

She was wearing a gorgeous crimson brocade robe embroidered with rich peonies.

Her deep eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts and the fickleness of the world.

The princess stood up, took a few steps forward and took Ye Ziyan's hand, "Qingyan, come and meet your grandmother."

Ye Ziyan quickly knelt down: "Grandmother, please accept Qingyan's thanks!"

The old princess looked Ye Qingyan up and down with a scrutinizing gaze. Seeing that she looked quite decent, she asked, "Have you ever been educated?"

Ye Ziyan didn't get up, and replied in a low voice: "Second Aunt hired a teacher to teach her granddaughter for a while, and she learned a few words."

The old princess nodded slightly: "It's already very good that the Ye Sihai family can do this.

The daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo cannot be blind. Do you know how to do needlework?"

Ye Ziyan shook her head: "There's a lot of work to do in the countryside, and Second Aunt doesn't know needlework, so Qingyan hasn't learned it."

The old princess was quite satisfied with her answer: "A woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent. You must also learn needlework. Ask your mother to send someone to teach you later."

Ye Ziyan complimented him: "Yes!"

At this time, Nanny Jiang spoke up, "I remember when Princess Qingyan was born, she had a birthmark on her left forearm. I wonder if the birthmark is still there now that she's grown up?"

Ye Ziyan's heart trembled: Fortunately, my mother had prepared in advance. She burned my left forearm and made a butterfly mark.

She rolled up her sleeves, and a vague butterfly mark appeared in front of everyone. Nanny Jiang walked closer and asked, "How did it get burned?"

Ye Ziyan replied, "When I was five years old, I accidentally fell in the kitchen and was burned by an iron hook. This is how I became."

The old princess looked at Shen Meng: "Qingyan is the daughter of the Ye family after all. She has lacked maternal love since she was a child. You must do your best to make up for it."

Shen Meng bowed and said, "Yes, my daughter-in-law thinks so too."

The old princess winked at Nanny Jiang and said, "Give me my pair of Feiluan jadeite and gold hairpins with beads and give them to Qingyan."

"Yes!"

Ye Xinran was very dissatisfied. She had begged her grandmother for the pair of gold hairpins for a long time but she never gave them to her. Today, she actually gave them to Ye Qingyan.

She hated her even more, thinking that she had returned home and stolen her things.

Nanny Jiang brought over a brocade box, opened it, and handed it to Ye Ziyan: "Princess, this is a pair of fine things. The old princess was reluctant to give it to anyone else, so she kept it for you."

Ye Ziyan smiled and bowed: "Thank you, grandma."

Jealousy appeared in Ye Xinran's eyes, and she thought to herself: Ye Qingyan, don't be so proud, you will suffer in the future.

Princess Zhennan saw that the time was almost up, and whispered, "Mother, Qingyan just came back, and my daughter-in-law is taking her to buy some jewelry and make a few dresses, so we have to go ahead."

The old princess' voice softened a lot: "Go ahead, I'm tired too."

Everyone left...

After leaving the yard, Ye Ziyan glanced at Ye Xinran and said, "Second sister, thank you for accompanying my mother for so many years, making her less lonely.

Of course, all this is thanks to your mother.

If she hadn't said that I was doomed, my mother and I wouldn't have been separated, and I wouldn't have suffered so much.

As the saying goes, like mother, like daughter. You can’t learn to be as vicious as your mother.”

Ye Xinran was so angry that her stomach was bloated. She lowered her head and said nothing, like a bullied person.

She knew that no matter what she said, it would be wrong, and that too much talk would lead to mistakes, so she simply decided not to argue.

Shen Meng said, "Alright, Qingyan, it's all in the past, don't talk about it anymore.

You two sisters can do whatever you want to do, and you don’t have to follow us.”

Ye Xintong disagreed, but Ye Xinran felt very uncomfortable. In the past, she had always been the one to accompany her mother.

From then on, Ye Ziyan used the title of Ye Qingyan to bully others in the Prince of Zhennan's Mansion, and her true colors were gradually revealed.

The two daughters of the Second Aunt were angry but dared not speak out. A plan spontaneously emerged in Ye Xinran's mind...

…………

The War King Leng Jiuyuan was looking at a portrait in his study. The portrait showed a little girl dressed in white.

At this time, An Yi knocked on the door, "Master!"

Leng Jiuyuan put the painting away and said, "Come in."

"What's the matter?"

An Yi clasped his fists and said, "Master, the princess whom the emperor has granted you in marriage has been brought back to the Zhennan Palace from the countryside."

"Ye Nanxiong is quite anxious. He's probably worried that the calamity star might die in the countryside and not be able to kill me."

Leng Jiuyuan exuded murderous aura and his words were as cold as ice.

"I heard that the legitimate daughter is also called Ye Qingyan, the same name as the divine fortune teller Xiaoqi, and they are also about the same age."

Leng Jiuyuan’s eyes were as deep as the sea, and his voice was low and cold, like the biting wind in a cold winter night, which made people shudder: “The surname Ye is rare, and there are people with the same name and surname, and they are of similar age.

I remember when I first saw Ye Qingyan, she was dressed like a beggar, but she had a lot of skills.

Sending someone to investigate, I always feel it's too coincidental."

"Yes, I'll send someone to check it out right away." An Yi walked out.

Leng Jiuyuan had a bold guess in his mind. He muttered to himself, "Could it be that the divine fortune teller Xiao Qi is the legitimate daughter of the Prince of Zhennan?"