The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Yang Yuheng looked at Chen Yuan in shock: "Isn't this a good thing?"

"The current prince is as gentle as jade. He is young and promising. He will definitely inherit the throne in the future. If you can... this is a beautiful thing."

When Chen Yuan heard Yang Yuheng use such words to describe the prince, he felt sick in his heart.

She didn't explain much and just pulled Yang Yuheng out: "Follow me."

"Where are you going?" Yang Yuheng stumbled and was dragged to the outskirts before she even woke up.

Looking at this village, Yang Yuheng pursed his lips: "Why did you bring me here?"

Chen Yuan did not answer his words, but stared at Zhuangzi not far away, and said lightly: "Although he has restrained himself recently and has not been here for a while. But I bet he can't bear it for long, and he should be able to see it today To people.”

Yang Yuheng didn't know who she was talking about, so he didn't ask any more questions and just waited here with her.

About half an hour later, a small sedan came on the path. The sedan stopped at the door, and a beautiful woman got out.

Yang Yuheng stared at the woman for a few times and suddenly frowned.

Chen Yuan said calmly: "Does it look familiar?"

Yang Yuheng looked sideways at her.

A flash of disgust flashed in Chen Yuan's eyes, and he said coolly: "You should have met the childhood sweetheart wife of the Young Minister of Dali Temple."

Yang Yuheng's eyes widened suddenly, and he remembered that he had indeed seen that beautiful woman, she was the wife of the young minister of Dali Temple.

The couple were childhood sweethearts and had a good relationship, which was also a good story.

Yang Yuheng frowned and watched the woman enter the village, with an ugly look on her face.

"What is she doing? She is hiding someone in this village behind the back of the young minister of Dali Temple? As a woman, how can she be so unruly? It's so shameless!"

Chen Yuan glanced at her and said coolly: "Don't scold a woman whenever something goes wrong. Maybe she didn't do it voluntarily?"

Before Yang Yuheng could utter a word of argument, he was interrupted by Chen Yuan: "Look over there, here they come."

Yang Yuheng swallowed his words and turned to look at Zhuangzi's door.

At this sight, Yang Yuheng's eyes almost fell off in shock.

The man who was escorted by everyone and hurried into Zhuangzi, although it was only a glance, Yang Yuheng could still clearly recognize him. That was none other than the current Crown Prince.

Yang Yuheng: "Impossible."

He took a step back, shook his head, and murmured: "How is this possible?"

The current prince has always had a very good impression in the minds of their scholars, at least much better than the violent Ninth Prince.

But the scene in front of him completely stunned Yang Yuheng.

Chen Yuan said coolly: "Don't believe it? It doesn't matter. You can come here often in the future. You can also count how many wives of ministers, famous prostitutes in brothels, and innocent girls from good families come in and out of this village."

Yang Yuheng: "...you mean, there is more than just the wife of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple?"

Chen Yuan: "Don't underestimate your Royal Highness, he has a big appetite."

Yang Yuheng: "..."

Yang Yuheng felt that his eyes were darkened, and he felt that if such a prince would inherit the throne in the future, the country would be over.

Chen Yuan glanced at him: "Have you seen enough? Or are you unwilling to give up and want to wait here to see him come out?"

"But I kindly remind you that the area around Zhuangzi is heavily guarded by the Crown Prince. If you are discovered... you may not survive."

The prince will never allow anyone to know about this, and anyone who knows will die.