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

Inside the house, Meng Dongliang's wails were as shrill as a slaughtered chicken, echoing in every corner.

Qingdian moved swiftly, grabbed a piece of cloth and blocked his mouth cleanly.

In an instant, silence returned to Meng Tingyue's ears.

"When my father asked my mother for marriage, he claimed that both his parents had passed away and that he had no relatives in this world, let alone any brothers."

"You haven't even done the most basic investigation, yet you dare to barge into the Prince's residence and act recklessly. You are truly audacious."

Meng Tingyue's voice was as cold as ice, and every word she said was filled with chill.

She keenly caught the hatred that flashed across Meng Dongliang's eyes, and couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

What good could hatred do? When they had conspired to deceive her mother, had they ever foreseen that one day this would be exposed? That it would provoke her to the point of hatred?

When the time was right, Meng Tingyue asked Qingdian to tear the cloth out of his mouth.

Meng Tingyue looked down at Meng Dongliang from above, her voice cold and resolute. "I'll give you one more chance. Tell the truth. What is your purpose in impersonating my uncle? If you tell me the truth, I might consider sparing your life."

Meng Dongliang was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he had to swallow his anger.

I thought to myself: Wait until he proves his identity and then ask her to kneel down and apologize to me!

"I have evidence. I have a handwritten letter from Meng Ci, your father. You will know what I said is true once you see it."

Meng Tingyue gently signaled to Ling Qi, who understood and quickly began searching Meng Dongliang.

Sure enough, an envelope was found in his lapel.

Qing Dian took Ling Qi's hand, then respectfully presented the envelope with both hands and handed it to Meng Tingyue.

Meng Tingyue took it slowly, pulled out a piece of letter paper, and carefully examined and identified the handwriting on the letter paper.

Her lowered eyes were filled with cold hatred.

After a while, Meng Tingyue slowly put down the letter in her hand and said calmly, "The handwriting on this letter is undoubtedly my father's."

"Look, I've told you I'm your uncle, but you still refuse to believe it. Now you finally believe it, right? Let me go right now." Meng Dongliang twisted his body hard, his tone full of anxiety and impatience.

Ling Qi still held Meng Dongliang's wrist tightly, without loosening his grip at all.

Meng Tingyue opened her lips and whispered, "The handwriting is indeed genuine, but my father once clearly stated that he has no relatives in this world. How do you explain this?"

"This is because..." Meng Dongliang was speechless as soon as he opened his mouth, and beads of sweat seeped out of his forehead.

He almost told the truth. Although he felt that it didn't matter whether the secret was revealed or not, his parents asked him to keep it a secret and to find his brother as soon as he entered the city.

But he heard that one of his nieces became the Crown Princess.

A Crown Princess, wouldn't that mean she would be the mother of the nation? By that calculation, he would be the future uncle of the emperor. When the current emperor passed away and the Crown Prince ascended the throne, he would be the uncle of the emperor. By then, who wouldn't show respect to him throughout the country? This was a far greater honor than even a mere fifth-rank official relative.

That's why he came directly to the Prince's Mansion to find his niece.

"If you want to know the details, why don't you just ask your father? Why bother asking me?" Meng Dongliang's eyes flickered, trying to change the subject. "Since I'm your uncle, why don't you let this ungrateful dog slave let me go?"

Meng Tingyue looked at his appearance of trying to cover up something, and she had already concluded in her heart that this person must know a lot of inside information.

"If you can't explain the reason, how can I trust you so easily?"

After saying this, Meng Tingyue turned her gaze to Ling Qi and ordered in a cold voice, "This man's words are false and full of lies. Ling Qi, take him to the dungeon and interrogate him strictly. Make sure you get the reason why he is impersonating my uncle from him."

Meng Dongliang's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief. He roared at the top of his lungs, "I am indeed your uncle. How dare you imprison me? This is tantamount to disobedience and unfilial behavior. I will report you to the authorities and have them arrest and punish you!"

Ling Qi couldn't help but hesitate when he heard this. This was because the person before him did look somewhat like Lord Meng, and they were most likely a relative.

If what this person said was true, once the news spread that the Crown Princess had imprisoned her uncle in a dark dungeon and subjected him to harsh interrogation, it would inevitably cause an uproar inside and outside the court, which would be detrimental to the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess.

Meng Tingyue's eyes lightly swept over Meng Dongliang's face, which was very similar to her father's.

"Whether you're pretending to be my uncle, or whether you're truly my blood uncle as you keep saying, and my father is hiding something from my mother—either of these two things, if it gets to the authorities, I won't necessarily be the one to bear the blame."

"take away."

Meng Tingyue's tone became a little heavier. Ling Qi knew she was angry, so they quickly suppressed it.

I plan to lock the man up soon, then go to His Highness to report the matter and ask His Highness to make a decision.

Meng Dongliang was still shouting in vain. Seeing this, Qingdian stuffed the cloth into his mouth without hesitation.

Meng Dongliang's indistinct sobbing gradually faded away.

"Qingdian, keep an eye on him for me." Meng Tingyue's eyes followed Qingdian's figure as it disappeared around the corner. Her voice was soft but resolute. "We must find a way to pry open his mouth and let me know how Daddy deceived my mother all those years ago."

"Yes." Qing Dian nodded firmly.

As soon as Meng Tingyue stepped into the house, Nanny Qin came to greet her, and her words could not hide her confusion about Meng Dongliang's sudden appearance.

"Back then, when the master proposed to the lady, I heard it all clearly. The master claimed that his parents had died young and he was alone, which was why he was willing to become a son-in-law of the Xiao family. Now, how come an uncle suddenly appeared out of nowhere?"

Meng Tingyue knew that Nanny Qin needed to know about this matter, so she carefully considered her words and said, "Nanny, please listen to this calmly and don't get angry. Nanny, please don't get angry after listening to this."

When Nanny Qin heard this, her face involuntarily darkened, and she had already vaguely guessed something in her heart.

"Could it be that the master hid something from the lady back then?" Nanny Qin asked tentatively.

Meng Tingyue nodded slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes. "He did deceive my mother and the entire Xiao family. He only wanted to borrow the Xiao family's wealth to help him pass the imperial examination and gain a foothold in the capital."

"He lied about his parents being deceased to gain my mother's sympathy and let the Xiao family down their guard about him marrying into the family. Now, his brother has shamelessly come to the family, vainly attempting to become the emperor's uncle."

A sarcastic smile appeared on Meng Tingyue's lips.