Reborn to marry, the short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Meng Tingyue's eyes were gentle, and she whispered softly, "I haven't mentioned it to my uncle and grandfather yet, but I've already found Meng Dongliang's whereabouts."

Xiao Huaifeng remembered this name very clearly.

Although Old Man Xiao was old and his memory was not good, he had already guessed something when the word "Meng" was mentioned. His expression became serious and he asked seriously, "Is this person a relative of Meng Ci?"

Meng Tingyue nodded slightly, her voice soft and firm: "That's right, he is currently living in Xiyuan under the name of my uncle."

"Well, he actually has the nerve to live in the prince's mansion." Upon hearing this, Xiao Huaifeng's eyes flashed with an imperceptible coldness, which then turned into deep worry.

He slowly turned to Meng Tingyue, his eyes full of concern, and asked softly, "I heard that he has bad behavior and has harassed many decent women on his way to the capital. Has he been rude to you or caused you any trouble?"

Meng Tingyue shook her head slightly, a faint smile on her lips, "He's just a clown, nothing to worry about."

Changing the subject, she continued, "Besides that, I've also found the whereabouts of the two elders of the Meng family, my late grandparents, and have already sent someone to invite them to the capital."

"I'll just have to wait until next month for my dad's birthday to give him a surprise."

Meng Tingyue had a faint smile on her face, her eyes full of calmness and confidence.

Upon hearing this, Old Master Xiao and Xiao Huaifeng immediately understood her plan and profound meaning.

"Very good, Ting Yue's thoughts are indeed meticulous and detailed. As soon as those two step into the capital, the orphan image and the mask of deep affection that Meng Ci painstakingly created will dissipate like morning mist meeting the sun."

"When that time comes, we will show up at the right time and personally uncover his hypocritical facade. We'll see if we can use this opportunity to free your mother's tablet from that filthy Meng Mansion and allow it to rest in peace."

A look of relief flashed across Xiao Huaifeng's eyes.

Old Master Xiao also nodded in approval. "That's right. We can't let Chang Le's tablet continue to stay in such a filthy place. This time, the Xiao family has made great contributions to disaster relief. His Majesty has asked about rewards, but we haven't asked yet. We can take this opportunity to kill two birds with one stone."

Speaking of this, Mr. Xiao's emotions suddenly fluctuated, with tears flashing in his eyes, as if there were thousands of words stuck in his throat.

Just at this moment, a rude and rapid noise came from outside the yard, like a gust of wind breaking the tranquility in the yard.

"Get out of the way! I want to see who is so ignorant as to pretend to be my niece's relative. How come I've never heard that my niece has any other relatives?"

Old Master Xiao quickly wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and when he turned to Meng Tingyue, there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Meng Tingyue raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but that smile was filled with a deep and profound feeling, without any trace of genuine joy: "What a coincidence."

She gently uttered three words to the Xiao family. Her words were concise and to the point, but they were enough to make their faces freeze in an instant.

Their eyes turned cold in an instant, and their gazes towards the outside of the courtyard were filled with a chilling chill and hatred that was difficult to conceal.

Meng Dongliang just noticed that the servants in the mansion were walking hurriedly and busy tidying up the house, and he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

He asked casually, and when he learned that they were cleaning the house to entertain the Crown Princess's relatives, he instantly became unable to sit still.

He wants to be the emperor's uncle, and no one else can compete with him for it.

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, scanning everywhere, and finally locked onto Old Man Xiao and Xiao Huaifeng accurately.

His gaze pierced the air, carefully examining the two unfamiliar faces. Then, a disdainful smile curled up the corners of his mouth. "Humph, where on earth did you two come from? How dare you pretend to be my niece's closest relatives?"

His words were filled with arrogance and dignity: "I am her real uncle, and the future uncle of the emperor. How dare you be so bold as to come and impersonate me? You are simply courting death."

After saying that, Meng Dongliang pointed his finger at Old Man Xiao and Xiao Huaifeng, then turned his gaze to Meng Tingyue on the side, his eyes full of admonitions and warnings.

"Niece, you must be careful and don't be deceived by these two people of unknown origin. I don't know these two people, and they are not our relatives."

He always talked about the emperor's uncle, his words were full of vulgarity, and his demeanor was frivolous, making it difficult for people to look at him directly.

This scene, seen by Old Man Xiao and Xiao Huaifeng, made their faces look even gloomier.

How could a person of such low character live in the Prince's Mansion? How could one not be suspicious? Has he caused Ting Yue a lot of troubles?

I think it’s all because Tingyue is gentle and too tolerant.

Xiao Huaifeng snorted coldly, his tone filled with unquestionable contempt: "I didn't know that Tingyue had such a vulgar and unworthy relative like you."

Hearing this, Meng Dongliang looked arrogant, as if he didn't take Xiao Huaifeng seriously at all: "Humph, I am her father's brother and her legitimate uncle. Who do you think you are to speak so arrogantly here?"

Xiao Huaifeng said slowly: "We are the Xiao family."

Hearing this, Meng Dongliang couldn't help but sneer, his tone full of sarcasm: "The Xiao family? That really makes me laugh. My niece's surname is clearly Meng, so how can she be a relative with the surname Xiao?"

"We are relatives from her maternal family." Xiao Huaifeng explained slowly.

"Don't treat me like an ignorant child!" Meng Dongliang snorted coldly, his words full of disdain. "Her mother is from the Jiang family, what does she have to do with the Xiao family..."

Before he could finish his words, the crisp sound of porcelain breaking suddenly rang in his ears.

An exquisite teacup shattered into pieces at his feet in the blink of an eye, shocking him so much that he trembled all over.

Meng Dongliang's eyes widened as he looked at the porcelain pieces scattered on the ground. He said sternly, "Niece, I'm your uncle, and you still want to kill me?"

Meng Tingyue's face was gloomy and cold, and her eyes were filled with frost. "I don't know when Jiang Qingrou became my mother?"

Seeing her furious, Meng Dongliang was stunned, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about something quickly.

In a moment, a hint of realization flashed in his eyes, and he obviously realized that he had spoken out of turn.

"No, I made a slip of the tongue... I said Mo... No, it was Mu..."

With every word he uttered, Meng Tingyue's face became darker.

Not only Meng Tingyue, but even Old Man Xiao and Xiao Huaifeng beside him had ashen expressions.