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

Lord Meng walked into the room full of anger.

"Dad." Meng Tingyue frowned slightly when she saw that he looked strange.

Lord Meng's gaze fell on Meng Tingyue's pale, frail face. Thinking of what he had just heard, the anger in his eyes became even stronger. He clenched the thin whip in his hand and rushed directly to the bed.

Nanny Qin and Qinglan Qingdian noticed the family whip in his hand and their faces changed drastically. They all stopped in front of Meng Tingyue's bed.

"Master, if you have anything to say, please tell me nicely. My girl just woke up."

"Master, there must be some misunderstanding. My girl is innocent."

Lord Meng looked gloomily at Nanny Qin and the others, "Misunderstanding? This wicked girl bullied my younger sister and tried to ruin her reputation, not only did she stay out all night, and the rumors have spread throughout the capital. You wicked girl, you just want to destroy the Meng family."

"Get out of my way."

Lord Meng swung the family whip in his hand at Nanny Qin and the others. Nanny Qin felt pain but did not retreat.

Meng Tingyue was protected by them behind her and could only hear the roar of Lord Meng and the sound of the family whipping on her body.

She suddenly felt angry.

"Madame Qin, Qinglan and Qingdian, please get out of my way."

She tried hard to pry them apart, but it was no use. The three guards on her bed were as hard as iron servants and could not be moved at all.

The sound of whipping came to her ears again, and the sound was like whipping her heart, which made her feel very distressed.

"I'm saying this one last time, get out of the way! If you don't, I'll hit my head against the bed and die!"

Nanny Qin and Qinglan Qingdian were startled and angrily gave up their place so that Meng Tingyue could meet Lord Meng. If Lord Meng wanted to whip her, it would only fall on them and would not hurt the young lady at all.

Meng Tingyue's cold gaze met Lord Meng's, and Lord Meng suddenly felt a chill down his spine for no reason.

"Everything must be based on reason and evidence. I wonder what evidence Lord Meng has for coming here to accuse me." When Meng Tingyue thought of the whip that had just fallen on Nanny Qin and the others, a raging fire almost burned her sanity.

Lord Meng regained his composure, ignoring the discomfort in his heart. "Evidence? All the noble ladies at the Fifth Prince's banquet saw it clearly. If you hadn't tampered with Jiaojiao's clothes, would she have been embarrassed in front of everyone?"

"Not only did you ruin Jiaojiao's reputation, you also angered the Fifth Prince to the point of illness. Then, you followed the Crown Prince out all night without permission, causing rumors to spread throughout the capital. Your shameful behavior is an attempt to destroy the Meng family!"

Lord Meng was so angry that he wanted to whip again.

Seeing him raise his hand, Meng Tingyue said coldly, "If you dare to attack Nanny Qin and the others, if I become the Crown Princess in the future, the Meng family will never get the Crown Prince's help."

As soon as these words were spoken, Lord Meng's hand holding the whip stopped in mid-air, neither moving up nor down, and his face turned pale and blue.

He looked sinister, "Okay, you've learned how to threaten me. I'm your father."

"I've never seen a father who, when his own daughter is sick, doesn't even offer a word of concern, but instead storms over and angrily demands an explanation using family rules."

"The father didn't listen to his biological daughter's explanation, but instead argued back at her based solely on the adopted daughter's one-sided story. I've never met a father like that."

Upon hearing this, Lord Meng said, "If you treated Jiaojiao as your own sister, you wouldn't say such things. It turns out that you were the one who designed Jiaojiao to be embarrassed in public."

Meng Tingyue was completely disappointed with her father from the moment he came with the family whip to beat someone after a disagreement.

She looked at Lord Meng with sarcasm in her eyes, "Did I beg Meng Qingjiao to come to me and beg for clothes? Did I know she was going to see the Fifth Prince yesterday and even tamper with her clothes?"

"If I had the ability to predict the future, I shouldn't have left. I should have stayed with my mother and let her live a long life. That way, Jiang Qingrou and her daughter wouldn't have entered my family, and I wouldn't have had a sister who is not related to me."

Lord Meng was so angry that he subconsciously raised his hand to whip Qin Ma, but Meng Tingyue got down from the bed and protected her.

"No matter what, I am the Crown Princess appointed by His Majesty himself. If the Crown Princess died suddenly at home for no apparent reason, what do you think His Majesty's reaction would be?"

Meng Tingyue tilted her head slightly, curved her lips to reveal an extremely brilliant smile, her eyes slightly narrowed, with the corners of her eyes raised, like a cunning little fox, but that smile was not pleasing to the eye.

After saying this, Lord Meng didn't know whether to swing the whip or not. Finally, he smashed the whip heavily on the ground and left angrily.

After the people left, Meng Tingyue collapsed backwards as if all the strength had been drained from her body. Nanny Qin quickly helped her back to bed.

Nanny Qin tucked in the quilt for her, tears glistening in her cloudy eyes. "We are all servants. You don't have to protect us like this, it's our turn to protect you."

Meng Tingyue rubbed her stuffy chest, smiling lightly and seriously, "You three are the only relatives I have in the capital. If I don't protect you, who else can I protect?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Nanny Qin couldn't control her tears and she felt heartache, helplessness, and a strong sense of guilt.

She turned her face to the side and wiped away her tears. "We will always be with the girl until she no longer needs us."

Qinglan and Qingdian nodded in agreement with Nanny Qin's words.

Meng Tingyue's heart warmed, "It's enough to have you here."

"Would you like to sleep a little longer, girl?"

Meng Tingyue shook her head, her eyes falling on the family whip on the ground, "Take that whip and burn it. It's annoying to look at it."

"Yes."

……

Meng Qingjiao would twist her handkerchief and look out from time to time.

"Mom, why hasn't Dad come back yet?"

Mrs. Meng shook her head, feeling confused in her heart.

"Do you think Dad will beat Meng Tingyue to death in a fit of rage?" Meng Qingjiao's eyes flashed with gloating.

"I think we should just kill her. She made me lose face so much that I don't know how to survive in the circle of noble ladies in the future."

"Fortunately, the Fifth Prince is fine. If anything had happened to the Fifth Prince, Meng Tingyue would have died a hundred times."

Madam Meng frowned slightly, "Do you really like that sickly Fifth Prince? He looks like he won't live long, and he's a powerless prince, so how can he compare to the Crown Prince?"

Meng Qingjiao curled her lips. "What's wrong with the Crown Prince? Since ancient times, there have been only a few who can sit firmly on the throne of the Crown Prince. What's more, he often leads troops to fight. What if something goes wrong on the battlefield?"

Madam Meng didn't know what had happened to her daughter. She was thinking about the fifth prince all day long and spoke ill of the crown prince.

"The fifth prince was once predicted by the imperial physician to have only a few years to live."

"So what? There are so many miraculous doctors in the world. Maybe the fifth prince's illness has been cured long ago. Now he is just gathering his strength and waiting for an opportunity." Meng Qingjiao disagreed.

Madam Meng: "But what did the Fifth Prince say to you?"