Qianqianjie, kidnap a reborn prince back to the modern era

An hour later.

Li sat on the couch in Jinghua Pavilion, her soul seemed to have been drained away and her expression was dazed.

"It must be that little bitch. Come with me to Yingyue Residence to see if that little bitch is still there."

Li suddenly remembered something, held his breath, and led a group of people to the yard in the northwest corner.

The courtyard of Yingyueju is so quiet.

Li led his men to the door, and it seemed as if time had suddenly gone back to sixteen years ago.

The same courtyard, the same layout, the same flowers, plants and trees.

The same tea table, the same person, and the same atmosphere, brewing tea under the big pear tree.

She stopped in her tracks, a chill rising from her heart that almost froze her internal organs.

"Why are you still here?"

Her voice was trembling and a little out of tune, and it didn't sound like her own voice.

“Where should I be?”

The woman under the big pear tree responded with a clear voice, took a sip of tea, and gently put down the cup, without any intention of standing up to greet.

“Where is my daughter?”

"Didn't your daughter get married yesterday? Where else could she be?"

"You mean, my daughter married the Minister of Works' mansion yesterday?"

Li's voice was torn and very harsh.

Yun Qianyou scratched his ears with his hands and said with a somewhat impatient look.

"Why are you so excited? Isn't that the good husband family you chose for her?"

"you you you!"

Li's eyes went dark and she fell straight to the ground. The maids around her hurriedly pulled her back, and several others fell down with her.

"Madam! Madam!"

The maids and nannies standing behind quickly gathered around and shouted.

"Oh my! Can't you see that the person has fainted? What's the point of shouting? Why don't you quickly carry the person back to call a doctor? You are really stupid."

Qiao Nan walked out of the house and looked at the chaos at the door, and said impatiently.

Everyone hurriedly lifted and carried Li away.

"Miss, they won't let us go next time."

Qiao Nan was a little worried.

"I don't intend to let Li off just yet."

"Notify them and take the two midwives to a safe place. We will leave here in the next few days."

"really?"

Qiao Nan was very excited.

She really didn't like this place. She had her own comfortable big yard, but she had to live here unjustly. She felt suffocated if she stayed here for one more day.

"Also, call Shilin over today and have him take Mother Chu away first, to prevent someone from using Mother Chu to threaten us."

"it is good!"

Jinghua Pavilion.

The news of the chaos and war had already reached Yun Xuanzhi, who was still on vacation today.

"What did you say?"

"Madam fainted. It must be that the arrangement failed."

Butler Cai Bo replied nervously and timidly.

Yun Xuanzhi sat down on the chair, holding his head with his hands, feeling a little dizzy.

Failed, failed, what other cards does he have left?

What was the reason for all these years of hard work?

Pity.

The daughter he had carefully nurtured was wasted like this.

Mrs. Li is really useless. She can't even protect her own daughter.

If not, if Minister Li had not been still alive, he would have divorced her long ago for what she had done in the mansion over the years.

......

Song House.

Unlike the Prime Minister's Mansion where people were in chaos, the Vice Minister of Works' Mansion was peaceful and quiet early in the morning.

"Madam, this eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion is really outrageous. It's already this hour, and she hasn't come to serve you tea yet."

Nanny Wang beside Wei couldn't help but speak.

"You really have no manners. You are a talented girl. You get up so late on the first day of your marriage. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

Song Mingyue came to her mother's place early in the morning, waiting to see her new sister-in-law serve tea to her mother.

"It's not uncommon for newlyweds to get up late on their first day. It means they had a good time last night. As long as your brother is happy, you should say less later."

Wei smiled, tapped her daughter's forehead, gave her gentle instructions, put down the account book in her hand, and looked outside the door.

As long as Yun Wanqing can live a good life with her son, she will hand over the household to her after some time, and she can have more free time.

If she can have another grandson next year, her life will be complete.

She was lost in her own thoughts.

When she first got married, the old prime minister's mansion was so powerful.

It's a pity that after that incident, the old prime minister's most beloved youngest daughter died. The prime minister seemed to have become a different person, cruel and violent.

Because he held his breath for a long time, his healthy body deteriorated and he passed away early.

Otherwise, who wouldn't want to marry into the prime minister's mansion? How could passers-by have the right to judge whether this marriage was a marriage of higher status or a marriage of lower status?

The wedding room is located in the southeast of the Minister of Works’ residence, in the largest courtyard, Yesheng Pavilion.

It was past the hour of Si, and the servants were all moving very quietly, not daring to disturb the two newlyweds who were still soundly sleeping.

Yun Wanqing had a very beautiful dream.

In the dream, she was wearing a gorgeous wedding dress and was carried on her brother’s back into her lover’s sedan chair.

Along the way, she secretly looked at the man riding the white horse. He was handsome and elegant, like the green pine on the top of a mountain. Her heart was extremely eager to get closer to him.

Finally, I arrived at his house, and he gently led me out of the sedan chair. I could hear his congratulations, and the atmosphere was full of joy.

After marrying him and being led to the bridal chamber, her heart was filled with anticipation, hoping that her lover would come back soon.

A figure approached her and lifted her veil. She was too shy to look him in the eye.

After drinking the warm and fragrant wine, the gentleness of the wine overwhelmed her, and she finally fell into that man's arms.

Although it was a little painful, she truly had him. She was his, and like him, she was someone who was looked up to.

He was very gentle last night, and I was very happy.

She didn't want to wake up from this beautiful dream, but her mind became clearer and clearer, and she felt sore all over, and there was an arm around her.

"Your Highness!"

She shyly buried her head in the man's armpit, making soft sounds, her nose enveloped by the man's unique body fragrance.

"Huh? What did you say?"

The man had actually been awake for a long time, but he was unwilling to get up because he was holding such a well-behaved sweetheart in his arms.

"Your Highness, I am just shy."

Her tender voice made Song Qingfeng shudder.

"what are you saying?"

He stepped back, put some distance between himself and the woman in his arms, and lifted Yun Wanqing's chin.

Yun Wanqing's blurred eyes slowly focused, the figure in her mind gradually dissipated, and the dark blue eyes of Song Qingfeng appeared in front of her.

"what!"

Yun Wanqing subconsciously pulled the thin blanket over and wrapped her naked body tightly, shaking like a sieve.

"Why is it you? Why is it you?"

She yelled, her voice shrill and hoarse.

"You married me, who else could it be if not me?"

Song Qingfeng was a little confused and a little angry at this time.

"No, it's not you. The one marrying you is not me, but that little bitch!"

She cried loudly, feeling indescribably aggrieved and helpless.

what happened?

what's up?

Mother said that it should be that little bitch who married here, so why is it still her?