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

Qinglan looked in the direction of the sound, his eyes locked on the rippling lake surface, "How did the Third Young Master fall into the water?"

Meng Tingyue's eyes slowly fell on the struggling figure in the lake. It was a look of indifference without a trace of warmth, like the ice frozen in winter.

"Help, help, help." Meng Yitong splashed in the water.

"I'm going to save people."

Qinglan rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush into the water.

Meng Tingyue raised her hand lightly, blocking Qinglan's way.

Qinglan paused and looked at Meng Tingyue in confusion, "Crown Princess?"

Meng Tingyue stood there quietly, with an indescribable emotion lingering around her. It was neither pure anger nor simple indifference, which made Qinglan feel a chill in her heart.

In short, she keenly noticed that the Crown Princess was in a bad mood.

"Princess, I can swim and rescue the Third Young Master."

Meng Tingyue's eyes were gloomy and she said nothing.

She knew Meng Yitong would follow her out.

In his previous life, Meng Yiting rushed out from behind and tried to push her out of the lotus pond just like he is doing now.

At that time, she slightly turned sideways and just dodged it. When Meng Yiting fell into the water, Qinglan, who could swim, went down to save him. Unexpectedly, Meng Yiting beat Qinglan like crazy with great strength, knocking Qinglan unconscious.

Later, servants from the mansion came and rescued the two.

Qinglan was sick for several days because of this, and her face was scratched by Meng Yitong.

She later learned that Meng Yiting could swim and that his action that day was purely intentional.

Knowing that Meng Yitong had plans in mind and intended to harm Qinglan, Meng Tingyue would not let Qinglan get involved.

Lest Qinglan have any doubts, Meng Tingyue casually revealed the truth: "He can swim."

Although Qinglan had not heard of this, he believed what Meng Tingyue said.

Meng Yitong struggled in the water for a while, and seeing that the two people on the shore neither called for help nor offered to help, he was filled with indignation. He had no choice but to grit his teeth, wave his arms, and swim back to the shore.

Witnessing this scene, Qinglan was stunned and his gaze involuntarily turned to Meng Tingyue, his eyes full of disbelief.

The Crown Princess is so amazing that she even knows this.

"Why didn't you call for help?" Meng Yitong was soaked and looked extremely miserable.

Meng Tingyue said calmly, "Don't you know how to swim?"

"What if I can't?"

"You can't even swim, yet you still try to harm others. It's your own fault if you lose your life." There was a barely perceptible indifference in Meng Tingyue's tone.

Meng Yitang's emotions suddenly became agitated, his eyes filled with resentment. "My mother is right. You are cruel and vicious. You just wanted to kill me, so you just watched coldly. Why didn't you die with your short-lived mother in Jiangnan?"

These words came from the mouth of an eight-year-old child. One can imagine how Jiang Qingrou usually teaches her children.

There was no ripple in Meng Tingyue's heart, only when she heard the last sentence did her eyes show ripples.

She walked up quickly and slapped Meng Yitong in the face.

Meng Yitang covered his face with his hands in disbelief, "How dare you hit me? What right do you have to hit me?"

Meng Tingyue rubbed her sore hand and said, "This slap is for my mother. I want to teach you what it means to cause trouble with your mouth."

She caught a glimpse of a few figures out of the corner of her eye and turned around as if nothing had happened.

Meng Yitang had been pampered since childhood, and had never experienced such humiliation as today. His eyes instantly turned red, "I'm going to beat you to death."

The little guy rushed towards Meng Tingyue like a firecracker.

Meng Tingyue staggered a few steps after being knocked around, and eventually lost her balance and fell to the ground, hitting her head heavily on the stone.

As her consciousness gradually faded, she vaguely caught a few screams, some far away and some near, and a fleeting smile curled up on her lips.

"Princess!"

Here, Qingdian has successfully completed the task entrusted by Meng Tingyue, and Shen Yunheng is about to leave after checking on Prince Qing's injuries.

Qingdian followed Shen Yunheng back to the garden.

Just at this moment, Lord Meng, who learned that the prince was about to leave the mansion, hurried over to see him off.

The garden was the only way for them to leave the house, so a group of people came to the garden in a grand manner and happened to see Meng Yitong pushing Meng Tingyue from behind.

There was a bloody hole on Meng Tingyue's forehead, and blood was splattered, staining her fair little face red. She fell into a deep coma.

Shen Yunheng looked at the bloodless and lifeless face the size of a palm, and a trace of pity flashed through his heart for no reason, which he did not even notice.

"Send the Crown Princess to see Imperial Physician Wu." Shen Yunheng gave the order and then turned his gaze to stare at the child. His expression was as cold as ice, without a trace of warmth. "You dare to deliberately murder the Crown Princess? Come, arrest him."

Before he finished speaking, Ling Xiao flashed and restrained the child with a clean and neat movement.

Meng Yitong was frightened out of his wits by Shen Yunheng's cold expression and the huge group of people behind him. He cried out desperately, his voice sharp and piercing.

"Let me go! Daddy! I want Daddy!"

Lord Meng's heart was also in turmoil. The blood on Meng Tingyue's face and the shocking scene just now had shaken him to the core. Suddenly hearing his son crying, he looked up and saw his beloved son's hands were tightly bound, his eyes filled with fear and helplessness.

He was anxious in his heart: "Your Highness, this must be some misunderstanding. Tang'er will not hurt Tingyue."

Shen Yunheng turned his cold gaze towards Lord Meng, "Lord Meng, do you mean I was mistaken?"

Upon hearing this, Lord Meng's heart sank. His legs bent involuntarily, and he knelt on the ground. His voice trembled, "I dare not. My son has a kind heart. I believe they must have accidentally bumped into each other while playing..."

Shen Yunheng interrupted his defense: "This is the first time I've heard of someone hitting someone from behind when playing. If that's the case, why don't you, Lord Meng, play with me?"

At this moment, a childish and aggrieved voice suddenly interrupted: "It wasn't me, she pushed me into the pond first. Not only did she not save me, she also slapped me, so I pushed her."

"Yes, that's right, it's all misunderstanding." Lord Meng nodded repeatedly.

"Are there any witnesses?"

Meng Yitang was speechless as soon as he opened his mouth.

There were no witnesses, so he sent his servants away.

Seeing that Meng Yitang couldn't say anything, Shen Yunheng's eyes showed coldness. The Crown Princess had married him, and she had to go through such things in the Meng Mansion. How did she get through the previous few years?

No wonder his illness hasn’t been cured for ten years.

A trace of heartache passed through his heart.

"There was no one around. If she was going to kill you, why would she save you? You said she hit you, but there aren't any red marks on your face. How do you explain that?"

Neither Meng Yitang nor Lord Meng could defend himself from this matter.

"Cousin hurt the Crown Princess today. I will take him back and teach him a lesson immediately." Lord Meng knew that the matter could not be investigated in detail and spoke quickly.

Shen Yunheng's cold eyes swept over Lord Meng, "If this child is not taught well, I'm afraid he will cause even greater trouble when he grows up."

Lord Meng's scalp tightened, and he lowered his head and said, "Yes, yes."