12dz Chapter 437 Angry
Chapter 437 Angry
Yu Yin was still a little stubborn: "She is a cautious person and will not cause any trouble to you!"
An Lingrong, whose anger had calmed down, was flaring up again upon hearing this. "You won't cause us any trouble? That's easy for you to say. The three of us have been walking on thin ice in the palace. You've seen every step we've taken.
She is a maid raised in a deep mansion, with no family background at all. How will she survive in the palace? If she makes any mistakes, the emperor will link it to Prince Guo's Mansion. What should we do then? Helping her is partiality and collusion between the concubines and the prince; if we don't help her, are we just going to watch her get into trouble and implicate Prince Guo's Mansion as well? Are you afraid that your prince is living too comfortably? "
Upon hearing this, Zhen Yuyin waved her hands in panic, her voice trembling a little: "I have deep feelings for the prince, how could I harm him!"
An Lingrong rolled her eyes and said, "You've hurt him a lot in the drama!"
"A bad guy racking his brains is not as good as a fool's sudden inspiration. And you are that fool."
Shen Meizhuang and Zhen Huan were standing by and only realized the seriousness of the matter after hearing this.
Zhen Huan's face had turned a little pale.
The reason why An Lingrong was so angry was, first, because she knew that Jiang Caiping would be a cannon fodder after entering the palace, which indirectly led to Yongzheng's suspicion of Prince Guo, and then to suspicion of Zhen Huan, which triggered a series of subsequent difficult events.
Once Yongzheng's suspicion emerged, it would be out of control. Even though the situation in the palace was good now, she did not dare to take the risk.
There is a second reason:
An Lingrong looked at Zhen Huan and said, "She can't even tolerate a single maid in the mansion. How can she be the mistress of a household? Moreover, if she can't tolerate a maid today, do you believe she would kill the mother and take the child away if someone got pregnant with Prince Guo's child in the future?"
These words made Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang stand there in shock. They had never imagined that An Lingrong would take the matter so seriously.
Yu Yin knelt on the ground, her face pale, beads of sweat oozing from her forehead. She hurriedly defended herself, "I, your wife, absolutely do not have such thoughts!"
"No?"
An Lingrong sneered, stood up again, walked over to Yu Yin, squatted down, and looked at him with a sharp gaze: "Not now, what about in the future? Yu Yin, you can hide your thoughts from others, but not from me."
Yu Yin felt that An Lingrong's gaze was like two sharp knives, piercing straight through her body, exposing every thought and every idea deep in her heart, laying it bare before her eyes.
An Lingrong snorted coldly and continued speaking. Although her voice was not loud, it was as cold as ice. "We all know why Prince Guo married you in the first place. Prince Guo's Mansion has always been at the center of controversy. Your actions not only implicate you, but also Sister Zhen and us. The current situation in the harem is the result of my countless efforts and hard work. I will not allow anyone to disrupt it. Do you understand?"
Yu Yin lowered her head, her voice so weak that it was almost inaudible: "Your Majesty, I...I understand..."
"Look at me!" An Lingrong suddenly stretched out her hand, lifted Yu Yin's chin with her slender fingers, and spoke in a stern tone.
Yu Yin shuddered and was forced to raise her head. There was a hint of fear in the eyes of the person in front of her.
This look was the same one An Lingrong used when she looked at Concubine Qi, with a hint of murderous intent in it.
"I understand. I will never do it again."
After hearing her admit her mistake, An Lingrong stood up and looked down at her condescendingly: "Yuyin, remember, I can let go of what happened today. But if it happens again, I will never let you go easily."
After saying that, he sat down on the couch, took a sip of tea, and calmed himself down, but his fingers were still trembling slightly.
The hall fell silent.
After a moment, Zhen Huan asked, "How do we resolve this?"
Shen Meizhuang took over the conversation: "Jiang Caiping's name has been filed with the Imperial Household Department. It's too late to change it. We can only hope that the Emperor will dislike her."
Yu Yin stood up with the help of her maid and said weakly, "She...the emperor will like her."
Shen Meizhuang choked, thought for a moment, and then said, "In that case, the only chance is to let her make some minor mistakes and fail the selection, but this may delay her life."
A concubine who makes a mistake and fails to be selected will be ridiculed and basically no one will marry her, and her life will be over.
An Lingrong didn't say anything, leaning on the couch and dozing off, thinking constantly about the plot of the play, hoping to find a solution that would satisfy both parties.
I thought about it over and over again but still had no clue. My head was aching slightly, so I raised my hand and slapped it hard.
Seeing this, Shen Meizhuang hurried to her side, let her lean on her, and gently massaged her temples.
Her fingers were warm and soft, and with just the right amount of strength, they slowly calmed An Lingrong's irritability.
Zhen Huan remembered something: "A few days ago, the Emperor said that the Third and Fourth Princes had reached the age of arranged marriage, and he planned to help them choose their wives during this selection."
An Lingrong asked, "There's no queen in the harem now. Will the emperor let you go with him in this selection?"
"Yes!"
"Then tell the Emperor that you two will go together and we'll see what happens. If you can give her to the Third Prince, that would be great. If the Emperor likes her, then she can enter the palace!"
With that, An Lingrong stood up and said, "Sister, let's go."
When she reached the door, she turned back and said, "Sister Zhen, write a letter to Prince Guo and tell him that it was me who asked Jiang Caiping to participate in the selection."
Then he left.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became oppressive.
Zhen Huan turned around, her gaze fixed on Yu Yin. At that moment, the disappointment in her eyes could no longer be concealed. "Back then, I repeatedly advised you against this, but you insisted on choosing this path. Now, has your life turned out the way you envisioned?"
Yu Yin's eyes instantly turned red, tears welled up in her eyes and slid down her cheeks. Her lips trembled slightly, and her voice was filled with tears: "Eldest sister..."
Seeing her like this, Zhen Huan felt a pang of pain in her heart. But now that things had come to this, what could she do? In the end, she could only wave her hands helplessly: "Whether it's sweet or bitter, you'll have to bear it all by yourself from now on!"
Then, Zhen Huan took a deep breath, gathered herself, and turned to Jin Xi, "Go, get the brush and ink."
After the pen and ink were ready, she slowly sat down, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and said as she wrote: "You must have kept these things a secret from Prince Guo, right? That's why Rong'er came up with this idea. Take this letter back with you, it will be an explanation to Prince Guo, so as to avoid any rift between you two. After all, you are the ones living your life, and this is all we can do to help you. If you have any evil intentions in the future, I will deal with you before Rong'er can even take action!"
After finishing, Zhen Huan folded the letter in half and put it in an envelope. Then she raised her hand and handed it to Yu Yin, her expression full of fatigue: "You go back, I'm tired!"