After traveling through time, I was raised by a little brat

The next day, the princess didn't go to the Chen residence as planned, but instead invited Tang Wenshu to visit her. Actually, finding this place to live was thanks to Tang Wenshu! As a result, the relationship between the two became much closer.

"Princess, is it fun to attend court?" Tang Wenshu couldn't wait to jump out of the carriage upon arriving at the mansion, pulling Zhu Jiahui aside and asking curiously. "I heard that when the old ministers argue in court, they're as noisy as vendors in a vegetable market. Is that true?"

Zhu Jiahui was amused. This third daughter of the Duke of Tang's mansion was indeed a child! Perhaps it was precisely because of this innocence that the Crown Prince looked at her differently.

At this moment, they were leisurely drinking tea in the garden. It should have been a moment to enjoy the aroma of tea, but Tang Wenshu kept stuffing various snacks into his mouth. Suddenly, he choked and quickly took a big gulp of tea.

"Slow down, slow down, don't be anxious," Zhu Jiahui saw this and quickly patted her on the back, gently comforting her, "No one is competing with you."

"My mother doesn't let me eat too much. Since I finally get to come out, of course I have to eat my fill!" Nine-year-old Tang Wenshu is in the teething period, and his cute little gap teeth were exposed when he spoke.

Zhu Jiahui didn't keep her in suspense and said directly, "Going to court is not fun." As she spoke, she played with the teacup in her hand and continued nonchalantly, "They are all trivial matters. The real important matters are discussed by His Majesty and several important ministers in the imperial study."

Hearing this, Tang Wenshu nodded in understanding. Then, she asked curiously, "So, what do those censors actually report on during court? Is it just like the rumors say, all gossiping about other families?"

Zhu Jiahui smiled and replied, "Not all censors are shrews." After saying this, she realized that she had accidentally spoken her true feelings, and quickly covered her mouth with an embarrassed look on her face.

"Are they also cursing at each other in the court? Your Majesty doesn't care?" Tang Wenshu was even more curious now.

Before Zhu Jiahui could reply, screams could be heard from the next yard, followed by the sound of people running back and forth. "Young Madam! There's blood!"

"Is there blood?" Tang Wenshu muttered to himself, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, could it be that the common family feud plot in Tomato's old romance novels caused the miscarriage?

"Princess, shall we go take a look?" Tang Wenshu asked curiously. After all, the Chen family lived next door. She wondered if the young lady was referring to Liu Yixin. She had offended the princess again a few days ago, and she wondered if she would be happy to see her make a fool of herself.

At this moment, Dai Qiuhua had quickly set up a ladder and lay down on the wall connecting to the next yard.

"The view here is great, Miss Tang, how about..." Before he could finish his words, Tang Wenshu had already lifted up her skirt and ran over quickly, shouting excitedly: "I want to see, I want to see." How could she be left out for such a novel thing?

The next courtyard was bustling with activity, with maids and servants hurrying back and forth. One courtyard in particular stood out: people were constantly bringing out blood-red objects. These objects, placed in basins, looked horrifying.

"Sister Qiuhua, what is that?" Tang Wenshu asked curiously. Dai Qiuhua's face suddenly changed, her expression becoming dazed, as if she were recalling some unbearable past. After a moment, she slowly said, "That's a miscarriage... Stop looking at it!" She reached out to pull Tang Wenshu down.

However, Tang Wenshu stubbornly refused to go down, muttering: "No, don't go down, I promise not to look there again." Seeing her insistence, Dai Qiuhua sighed helplessly and let go of her hand.

Tang Wenshu then turned his gaze elsewhere. Outside the courtyard, besides the busy maids, there was a woman sitting on a stone bench in the center. She looked relaxed and content, sipping a cup of fragrant tea with ease. The screams emanating from within the house seemed to have no effect on her; she didn't even frown.

Beside the woman stood two maids, each one respectfully standing on either side, gently massaging her shoulders. Their movements and expressions showed they were accustomed to this kind of service. This scene puzzled Tang Wenshu. Who were these women? How could they remain so calm in such a tragic situation, as if they were observing everything unfolding within the room as a captivating drama?

Tang Wenshu stared at the woman for a long time, but because her back was always turned to her, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see her face clearly. Gradually, her eyes and neck began to ache, and she finally lost her patience. Finally, she had no choice but to climb down the ladder and approach Zhu Jiahui, excitedly recounting the shocking scenes she had just witnessed.

"You've seen her. That should be Ma Yiqing, the cousin of the Liu family. The person inside the room is undoubtedly Liu Yixin," Zhu Jiahui said slowly, her red lips parted. She wondered to herself, "How could Ma Yiqing have so brazenly attacked someone? I wonder what Master Chen will do to her." However, to her surprise, despite all her waiting, she never received any news about Master Chen's punishment for Ma Yiqing. Instead, she was met with a sudden outcry against herself.

The next morning, during the morning court session, the atmosphere in the court was tense. As everyone was whispering, Censor Hu suddenly stepped forward and declared to the emperor, "Your Majesty, I am suing Princess Zhu Jiahui! She first assaulted Lord Chen Tingjian's granddaughter-in-law and then caused her miscarriage. Such unkind and unjust behavior is hardly befitting the position of a pacification envoy! I implore Your Majesty to investigate this matter and punish her severely!" With these words, he clasped his hands together and bowed deeply.

Upon hearing this, the entire court was in an uproar. For a moment, the sound of discussion was endless. Some looked stunned and incredulous, while others whispered among themselves, speculating on the reason. And what about Zhu Jiahui? She sat there, expressionless, not even bothering to lift an eyelid. It was as if she didn't even care about the accusation.

Censor Hu, with a serious expression, pulled out a wrinkled but well-preserved medical certificate from his pocket and solemnly displayed it before the crowd, claiming it was irrefutable evidence. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the certificate, which was densely packed with various technical terms and descriptions of the condition.

The medical record clearly stated that on the first day after being brutally beaten by Princess Zhu Jiahui, the doctors' detailed diagnosis of Chen's granddaughter-in-law was a case of anger-induced heart attack, with a high risk of miscarriage. This news was like a thunderclap, instantly exploding through the crowd and causing an uproar.

However, the story did not end there. Shockingly, on the second and third days, the poor granddaughter-in-law actually suffered a miscarriage! This tragic ending undoubtedly made the whole incident even more confusing and eye-catching.

It turns out that after failing to sue Princess Zhu Jiahui in court that day, Lord Chen had been brooding over the incident, a deep ache in his heart. He had meticulously plotted a scheme, deliberately giving his wife Ma Yiqing an opportunity to take advantage, instructing her to attack Liu Yixin, with the sole purpose of aborting her unborn child. Even if it was an unborn great-grandson, it didn't matter to Lord Chen.

If he could cleverly pin all the blame on Princess Fuhui, he would not only be able to vent his anger, but more importantly, he would be able to restore his family's damaged reputation. In this way, Master Chen would be able to kill two birds with one stone. His intentions were truly sinister!