The charming girl is reborn, dragging the paranoid prince to kill everyone

The days after returning to the capital passed by in a blink of an eye, and soon it was the day when Lu Zhishi's son was one month old.

Prince Yan's Mansion had people send invitations early, but no one came.

When King Yan sent someone to see it, he saw that the gate of Zhenguo Duke's Mansion was closed.

Only then did Zhou Zizhen truly understand that Lu Changze really wanted to sever ties with him and have no contact with him.

In order to curry favor with King Yan, many dignitaries sent gifts and sent people here that day. When they learned that the Duke of Zhenguo didn't even ask a question, they were all surprised.

During the morning court the next day, His Majesty couldn't help but ask the Duke of Zhenguo.

Duke Zhenguo made it clear that Duke Zhenguo's palace will always be loyal to His Majesty and will not get close to any prince. If her daughter refuses to listen to him and insists on entering Prince Yan's palace, treat her as dead.

When Lu Zhishi in Prince Yan's palace heard the news, he lay on the bed and cried for a long time.

Tang Jiao was at home. Occasionally, relatives from the Xin Guogong Mansion would come to visit, but otherwise she was quiet.

At noon that day, Lu Changze came out of practice, and Brother Jun pestered him to sleep.

After the father and son rested, Tang Jiao sat in the room and looked at this year's accounts, income and expenditure, while eating lemon milk tea.

In the past few days, she especially wanted to eat sour food, and she also started to fall in love with milk tea.

They had it before, but she was not used to it, so she rarely bought it, preferring snacks like ice cream.

The housekeeper walked in quickly and bowed respectfully: "Young madam, Fourth Aunt's grandma is here and is outside the door."

When Tang Jiao saw the father and son sleeping soundly, she whispered to the housekeeper, "Don't pay attention to her."

Outside the Zhenguo Duke's mansion, Lu Zhishi looked at the closed door, his round face full of cold anger.

The maid next to her was stung by her grip and said hurriedly: "Concubine, the Duke of Zhen's Palace doesn't take Prince Yan's Palace seriously."

Even if she doesn't like her master, she is still King Yan's concubine. What's the difference between doing this and driving her out of the house?

Holding the silk handkerchief tightly in her hand, Lu Zhishi thought of the sarcasm and ridicule she had received on the day of Full Moon Wine, and she felt cruel and knelt down directly.

"master."

"Stop talking." Lu Zhishi looked at the door in front of her, her eyes full of unwillingness: "If the Zhenguo Palace really doesn't care about me, the princess will definitely tear me apart. I can't be abandoned by the Zhenguo Palace, absolutely not."

She was careless, thinking that by climbing to Prince Yan's Mansion, she would have the support of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, and that she would be rich and worry-free in this life.

Who would have thought that her father would turn her away so ruthlessly.

Now everyone in the capital knows that she has been abandoned by the Zhenguo Palace. If things go on like this, King Yan will definitely abandon her.

She has a son. As long as King Yan becomes emperor and the Zhenguo Palace is there, her son will have a chance to aspire to the throne.

One day, she will trample everyone under her feet. Even the people in the Zhenguo Palace will kneel down when they see her, especially Tang Jiao.

Clenching her fingers tightly, Lu Zhishi's eyes were full of unwillingness.

The sun was getting stronger and stronger, and many people saw her kneeling in front of the gate from a distance, and they came forward to watch.

Not long after Lu Zhishi knelt down, the door of Zhenguo Duke's Mansion slowly opened, and she was ecstatic.

The joy on his face turned uneasy when he saw the butler coming out.

The housekeeper looked at Lu Zhishi and bowed respectfully: "Concubine, please go back. The Duke of the State has said that if you want to enter Prince Yan's Mansion, you must be benevolent. The eldest princess has said before that the Duke's Mansion is not As any prince, you have broken the rules, so you can do it yourself in the future. Our fate with you has ended here."

what?

Lu Zhishi's face suddenly turned pale, and he collapsed on the floor, feeling cold all over his body.

Her father actually wanted to give up on her, why? Why?

"impossible!"

Lu Zhishi stood up and strode up the steps, intending to go in and ask for more information.

The butler turned and stepped into the threshold: "Close the door."

"No one is allowed to close the door."

Lu Zhishi shouted and rushed forward, but the next second, he was locked out of the door.

Standing outside the gate, Lu Zhishi slammed the door hard: "I want to go in, let me in, I want to talk to my father."

She didn't believe it, absolutely not.

Enduring the discomfort, Lu Zhishi kept banging on the door and shouting loudly.

The maid supported her and said: "Master, Master, you have just given birth and your body is still weak. Let's go back first. Wait for King Yan, and let's wait for the prince to come with you. If I don't give you face, I have to give the prince face."

The master gave birth to the son of King Yan. King Yan is your Majesty’s biological son. He does not look at the monk’s face to look at the Buddha’s face.

Lu Zhishi's hands were red and swollen after clapping, but the door remained motionless. He took a few steps back and looked at the tall and grand door with hatred in his eyes.

What she experienced growing up came to mind: her father was displeased, her biological mother was of low status, and her aunt was strong and domineering. She just wanted to take a gamble for the rest of her life.

She thought that her father would be angry and her grandmother would be displeased, but she never thought that the town government would sever ties with her.

She cannot be kicked out of the Zhenguo Palace, absolutely not.

Seeing her silence, the maid helped her go out: "Master, let's go back first. You are going to be sick. Who will suffer for you? Who do you think about? You should also think about your brother. He is only a month old, but the rest of your life is ."

Lu Zhishi took a deep breath and strode up the steps: "Go back home."

Today they wouldn't let her in. If she came tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, she wouldn't believe it. If she knelt in front of the door every day, her father would not let her in.

What the rich and powerful fear most is gossip.

In Mingzhong Courtyard, the housekeeper came to Tang Jiao and told her what had just happened.

Tang Jiao did not expect that Lu Zhishi would come up with such a move, and it was a bit funny: "There are some methods. Kneeling for one day is okay, but if she has to kneel every day, the reputation of the Zhenguo Palace will be terrible."

The housekeeper frowned slightly: "Madam, do you think she will come every day?"

"If it were me, I would." Tang Jiao picked up a piece of mango and put it in her mouth, smiling: "Now our Zhenguo Palace has made it clear that we want to sever ties with King Yan. She is the concubine of King Yan, and there is no Zhenguo Palace. , Zhou Zizhen will definitely ignore her. Your Fourth Aunt is very ambitious, so she will never give up. She will do whatever it takes to gain her own status."

This is really similar to King Yan.

The butler pondered for a moment and bowed respectfully: "Young man, go and talk to the master first."

"Ah."

Tang Jiao watched him leave, leaning in the rocking chair, picking up the Heavenly Formation Technique next to her and looking through it carefully.

In the study, when the Duke of Zhen heard what the housekeeper said, he folded the fold and said in a deep voice: "Let her kneel down."

The knees were her own, and if she didn't cherish them, it didn't matter to him.

He didn't have any special affection for his daughters, but he never treated them harshly. Knowing that he didn't want to have anything to do with the prince, he still sent them to King Yan. What could he say?

"What if she comes to kneel every day..."

"Then let her kneel down."

The Duke of Zhenguo still knows a certain amount about this daughter. It's okay to kneel for a day or two, but it's absolutely impossible to kneel every day.

It's nothing more than trying to force him with rumors, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

The butler understood what he meant and knew what he should do.

After the housekeeper left, Duke Zhen Guo put down his work, picked up the bamboo thread next to him, and planned to knit a cute little cat for his grandson.