Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

Dongcang Kingdom.

Cangwu Street is a quiet street near the imperial city. It is lined with the residences of officials above the third rank. Each of them has high gates and large courtyards, which are deep, secluded and solemn.

A dark brown carriage, plain and simple.

The rumbling sound of the wheel rolled over the bluestone paved road, slowly and steadily, and stopped in front of a large gate. On the door plaque was written three large vermilion characters "Prime Minister's Mansion".

"Miss, we are here."

The middle-aged coachman parked the carriage on the side of the road and waited patiently for instructions from the people in the carriage.

"Qiao Nan, go down and knock on the door."

"okay!"

The curtain of the car was opened, and a woman in a sky-blue dress jumped out of the car nimbly. She stretched out her arms, moved her waist, and walked towards the guard outside the gate without looking around.

"Hey! Tell your wife that the second young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yun Qianyou, has arrived."

"The Prime Minister's Mansion? This is the Prime Minister's Mansion. There is no second young lady named Yun Qianyou in the mansion. How could anyone dare to pretend to be a young lady from the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Besides, the second young lady in the mansion is just a child less than ten years old and has never dared to go out alone. What's more, the woman in front of him has never been seen before and she doesn't look like a maid in the mansion.

The guard looked at his companion on the other side, and after confirming with his eyes, he glared at the woman in blue, as if intending to drive her away.

"The Prime Minister's wife instructed Nanny Li in the mansion to pick someone up a month ago. She just arrived today. You can go in and report it."

The woman folded her arms and leaned against a half-human-high stone lion. Her dress fluttered in the wind as she looked at the vehicles and pedestrians passing by.

The woman's calm words and composed demeanor made the two guards lose their confidence. After looking at each other, the one who didn't speak ran to the inner courtyard.

The backyard of the prime minister's residence.

"Mother, do you think that little bitch named Yun Qianyou will be disobedient and refuse to marry into the old prime minister's mansion?"

Yun Wanqing leaned on the small table beside the bed and ate the washed fruit bite by bite.

On the other side, Madam Li was being served by the head maid, who was removing the Impatiens juice wrapped around her nails.

The rich color made her hands look white and smooth. She admired her new nail polish with satisfaction and was in a very good mood.

"Once she's in this house, she has no choice but to obey. Her mother made her disappear without a trace within a year of entering the mansion. She's still a child, so she can't turn the tables either."

Nanny Li, who went to inform her to return home, had already returned home three days ago to report.

She inquired in detail about the circumstances of their encounter, and curled her lips in disdain when she heard that they had only packed a few worn-out clothes.

When asked about Yun Qianyou's appearance and demeanor, Nanny Li described him as having a handsome appearance, but looking weak and cowardly, so Madam Li was relieved.

Although she was determined to succeed in the substitutionary marriage, she did not want to bring back a trouble that she could not control and disturb the long-term peace of the mansion.

"I believe in mother. If she is obedient and marries for someone else, she will have a good fate. It will be her blessing to go to the old prime minister's mansion and be the young wife of that cripple. But I am worried that she is a country girl who doesn't know anything. Will the old prime minister's mansion disagree?"

Yun Wanqing was worried about this matter. Since it involved her lifelong event, she couldn't help but take it seriously.

"Haven't we already discussed the plan? We want that playboy to break the rules first and ruin the innocence of our young lady from the Prime Minister's Mansion. Our goal is just to cancel the engagement, and we can't tolerate their disapproval. As for sending Yun Qianyou over, whether to be a young lady or a concubine, we have no say in that. The old Prime Minister's Mansion can do whatever they want. It's their business. Even if they beat her to death, we won't stand up for her, and they can't say anything."

There was a glimmer of cruelty in Mrs. Li's eyes.

She is the eldest daughter of Li Wanqing, the Minister of Personnel. Her father is good friends with the old Prime Minister Song Ren'an, and supported Yun Xuanzhi, who was the runner-up in the imperial examination that year, all the way from being a compiler in the Hanlin Academy to becoming the youngest Minister of Rites.

His father admired his alertness and shrewdness, so he chose him as his son-in-law and supported him all the way until he became the prime minister today.

Li Yalan relied on her family background to sit firmly on the position of mistress of the Yun Mansion for twenty years.

There are three concubines in the mansion, and all the illegitimate sons and daughters are submissive and no one can get out of her palm.

The backyard was peaceful, but the only thing that made her unhappy was what happened sixteen years ago.

Yun Xuanzhi brought back a woman with a cold and elegant temperament from somewhere. Not long after entering the mansion, she became pregnant. Her husband took good care of her, which made her jealous and crazy.

Thinking about this feeling now still makes me feel uncomfortable.

Especially during this period, Yun Qianyou, who was about to be brought back, was born to that woman. She felt suffocated and heartbroken just thinking about it, but there was nothing she could do, as she had taken the initiative to do so.

Her heart skipped a beat and she raised her hand to press her chest, taking a deep breath.

The guard trotted all the way to the backyard archway with hanging flowers and waved inside. A maidservant who was sweeping the floor and wearing a khaki cotton waistcoat and trousers of the same color came over.

"Go and tell Madam that there is a person at the gate, claiming to be the second young lady of the mansion. Ask Madam what to do."

The maid nodded and left quickly.

Soon, the news reached Jinghua Pavilion where Mrs. Li from the Prime Minister's Mansion lived.

"Madame Li, go and see if that little girl has arrived."

Mrs. Li pressed her throbbing heart, and the good mood she had just felt was instantly swept away.

"Does she want to come in through the main gate? She is so beautiful. Have someone take her to the corner gate where the maids and servants come in and out, and then take her directly to the courtyard in the northwest corner where the sundries are stored."

Yun Wanqing spoke in a soft voice to Nanny Li who was about to step out of the door.

"Okay, ma'am, I'll be there right away."

Nanny Li, accompanied by two maids, walked slowly towards the front yard, swaying her plump body.

A quarter of an hour later, the door opened from the inside.

Nanny Li appeared outside the door first with a bulging belly, and two maids supported her arms on the left and right.

"Madame Li, we are here. We meet again."

With the help of Qiao Nan, Madam Chu got off the carriage and slowly walked in front of Madam Li with a warm smile on her face.

Nanny Li was stunned, feeling like something was different.

Mother Chu was still the same familiar face she was familiar with, but, just?

Her hair was combed meticulously, and she was wearing a light blue satin cotton coat embroidered with dark patterns, which was tailored to fit her perfectly, making Mother Chu look much more beautiful than when she had seen her before in the mountain village.

Especially the material of that cotton coat, which looked better than the satin cotton jacket she was wearing.

She unconsciously stretched the hem of her clothes with her hands to make the wrinkles look smoother.

There was a girl standing next to Mother Chu. She was one of the girls there that day. Mother Chu said that she was the child she picked up and raised.

The girl looked gloomy that day and did not attract her attention at all.

But now, in the sunshine near noon, the woman had a bright smile on her slightly round face, her fair skin had a healthy blush, her big almond eyes were sparkling, and she had a small nose, thin lips, and a naturally upturned corner of her mouth, making her look delicate and cute.

What went wrong?

She subconsciously looked back at the house. Was it the wrong way she went out?

"Madame Li, we came from Anxi Town half a month ago according to your instructions. You said that you were asked by the wife of the Prime Minister's Mansion to invite the second young lady Yun Qianyou back to the mansion."

The woman's clear and crisp voice was not loud, but it was heard by the passing carriages and pedestrians, and those who had nothing to do stopped to listen.

please?

Where did she say the word please?

Nanny Li shook her fat head, suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and maintained the aura of the mistress of the house as the wet nurse.

"Madam knows you are here. Now that you are here, get out of the car quickly and follow Xiao Cui to the corner door on the side and come in quickly."

She then glanced at the people standing by the road waiting to watch the excitement, and added to the people in the carriage, "This is the Prime Minister's residence, don't cause trouble."

After saying that, he raised his big fat face, turned around and was about to go back.

“Qiao Nan, teach Madam the etiquette and the manners to follow when meeting the young lady in the mansion, so as to prevent outsiders from saying that the people in the Prime Minister’s Mansion do not know the rules and that the slaves are bullying their masters.”

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the cold voice of a woman in white was heard.

Again, the sound isn't high, but it's loud enough for people around you to hear.

"Yes!"

Qiao Nan took off the red whip wrapped around his waist.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound was heard, sweeping onto the steps at Li Ma's feet.

Nanny Li lost her balance and fell to the ground with a thud, taking the two maids beside her with her. They rolled down the steps in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion and lay in a mess on the bluestone pavement, attracting laughter from the crowd that stopped in front of the door. Everyone started whispering and more and more people gathered.

"You! You! How dare you..."

Nanny Li's hair bun came apart when it rolled down, and her forehead was scratched and bleeding. She ignored the pain and pointed at the carriage in panic, shouting with an unstable breath.

"Why not? You are a servant, but you didn't greet the second young lady respectfully when you saw her. You even asked her to enter the mansion through the servants' corner gate. But you, an old servant, swaggered in and out through the main gate. Is this the rule of the mansion?"

Qiao Nan questioned her in a cold and mocking voice, still playing with the red whip in his hand.

"You! You! What kind of lady are you......"

Nanny Li was so angry that she spoke without thinking.

"Half a month ago, it was you, Madam Li, who came to Anxi Town to see our young lady in person. She said it had been fifteen years, and Madam missed her very much, and she no longer wanted her to live alone in the mountain village. She said she had found a good marriage for her young lady, and came to take our second young lady back to the mansion. And our young lady was indeed born in this mansion fifteen years ago, and was thrown to Anxi Town by you as soon as she was born. You are an old servant in the mansion, don't you know this?"

Qiao Nan's flamboyant smile turned cold. He stepped in front of Nanny Li, looked her up and down, raised one corner of his mouth, and smiled contemptuously.

"We are living well. We didn't expect to be recognized as relatives by you. You said that the Madam sent you to invite us back. When we arrived at the gate of this mansion today, you, an old slave, said that our young lady is not the second young lady of the mansion? Does it mean that who in this mansion is a young lady or not is decided by you, an old slave?"

Nanny Li raised her head with great effort, but the thick neck blocked her view.

The little slave girl openly spoke out the secret of the prime minister's mansion at the gate, and she was accused of such a big crime, which has caused a lot of discussion among the crowd.

She was both angry and panicked, and she quickly pushed a maid beside her. The maid hurriedly got up and ran quickly towards the gate.

More and more people gathered in front of the door, watching the excitement noisily.

Qian You sat in the car calmly, lifted a corner of the curtain, looked at the crowd, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Take me over, let me enter the mansion through the corner gate, find a random corner to discuss, find a bad plan for me to ruin your marriage with the old prime minister's mansion, let your daughter escape, and then throw me out of the mansion again, no matter if I live or die...

Haha, the wife of the Prime Minister has made a good plan. Do you think I will cooperate with you obediently?

The commotion in front of the prime minister's residence today is just a small greeting gift to you, his wife. You will no longer have such a peaceful life in the future.

It's been fifteen years, and it's time to settle the accounts.

It's time for you to pay back what you owe!

The sound of footsteps of people in the courtyard was accompanied by the tinkling of ringing jade beads.

The woman in a lavender brocade cloak was walking in the middle. This should be the Prime Minister's wife Li Yalan. According to the information we have, she should be around 40 years old.

Qian You looked through the car curtain, facing the midday light, at a group of people walking towards the gate.

Mrs. Li has maintained her complexion very well and looks to be in her early thirties.

The skin is tight and fair, with delicate makeup.

A pair of slightly upturned big eyes with single eyelids make her look sharp and give off an oppressive aggression.

The woman was of medium build, a little plump, but her well-fitting dress concealed the roundness of her waist.

Beside her was a girl of about fifteen or sixteen, who must be her eldest daughter, Yun Wanqing.

A light pink floral dress wrapped around her soft waist, with a red cloak on the outside. The collar was a circle of soft white fox fur. Her graceful neck was raised high, making her look like a proud goose.

The pleats at the hem of the cloak make the gait look more graceful and beautiful.

Her three thousand strands of black hair were tied into a complicated shape, and were interlaced with many hairpins and rings, which jingled as she walked.

The girl's face shape is somewhat similar to the woman's, but her double eyelids are slightly retracted, making her face look much softer overall, less sharp and more charming.

The two men were followed by a group of maids, old women and servants, who were busy taking care of them from front to back and left to right.

When a group of people appeared at the gate, Qian Yousu gently lifted the curtain of the carriage with her hand, slowly leaned out, stretched her waist, and jumped lightly off the carriage.

Mother Chu and Qiao Nan stepped back to the side of the carriage and stood to Qian You's left and right.

Mrs. Li and everyone else also looked over here.

A white skirt outlines her graceful waist, and a plain white cloak is draped over her, flowing like the light of snow and moon, pouring to the ground.

Her eyes were frozen with a chill, and her smile did not reach her eyes.

Her skin was as white as cream, with a hint of pink, and so tender that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.

The soft black hair was loosely tied up with a wooden hairpin, and the hair hanging down by the temples danced in the wind and slid across the delicate face.

The woman had a slender waist and long limbs, and had an ethereal temperament like a fairy. Even though she wore no makeup on her face, her stunning beauty could not be concealed.

Her ten slender white fingers gently held her outer robe. At this moment, her red lips slightly opened and a clear and melodious voice floated out.

"Madam, may you be well! Your daughter Qianyou pays her respects to you, Madam!"

Then she bowed lightly, her movements were standard and as natural as flowing water.

There were sounds of admiration and whispers from the crowd, all of them were impressed by the appearance and temperament of the woman who came out of the carriage.

Li's mind went blank for a moment, as if he had returned to sixteen years ago, the moment he first saw that woman.