After rebirth, she became the prince's favorite

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for being willing to make the decision for my daughter." Chu Tengzheng knelt down to express his gratitude with a look of gratitude on his face.

The emperor stared at Chu Yanyi's face, and Chu Xiaoxiao's gentle smile appeared in his mind again, and his heart ached.

"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price. Lord Chu, I think Miss Chu is quite attractive to me. I want to adopt her as my daughter and canonize her as Princess Yuxiao. What do you think?"

Chu Tengzheng's hair stood up on his back, and he said with extreme vigilance, "Your Majesty, my daughter is timid and afraid of meeting unfamiliar people. She is not blessed to be a princess. I beg Your Majesty to revoke your decision."

The first step is to enthrone the princess. What's next? Should he let his daughter marry a foreign prince?

No matter what, he would never push his daughter into the fire.

The emperor's face turned ugly in an instant. This was his daughter who had been living outside. He wanted to make up for the fatherly love she had been missing for more than ten years, but the Chu family actually stopped him.

"Why not ask your daughter's opinion? What if she wants to be my daughter? Didn't Lord Chu ruin Miss Chu's bright future?"

Chu Tengzheng clenched his hands under his sleeves into fists. He had previously guessed that the emperor had dirty thoughts about his sister who died young. Now he wanted to send his daughter to the palace. Would his daughter still be able to survive?

"Your Majesty, Yan'er has a heart palpitation problem. It should be brought from her mother's womb. She is very afraid of meeting strangers and cannot go to unfamiliar places, otherwise she will get sick and her life will be in danger."

The emperor looked at Chu Yanyi distressedly, and after a while he compromised and said, "Forget it, let's talk about this matter after she wakes up and gets better."

On the other side, in the dark dungeon, Yang Daoling was whipped dozens of times, his body was covered with bruises, and he was dying.

He was in pain and despair. "I want to see the emperor. I really didn't stab the daughter of Marquis Mingyao in the street. They are framing me."

The jailer poured a bucket of cold water on his head and shouted, "Lord Yang, please be quiet. This is the emperor's order. If you didn't stab anyone, could it be that Miss Chu from the Marquis Mingyao's mansion stabbed herself? Who would be so desperate as to smear poison on a dagger and kill themselves?"

Yang Daoling was covered in blood. "Such a clumsy conspiracy, it's obviously a frame-up. The Marquis of Mingyao and the Marquis of Yongning are sworn enemies. What can't they do? I want to see the emperor."

No matter how he shouted and screamed, the jailers ignored him. Instead, they whipped him a dozen more times, fed him stinky meals, and made him live in a dark and damp cell.

An hour later, the news that Yang Daoling had committed murder in the street and was thrown into prison finally reached the Yongning Marquis' Mansion.

When the old lady heard the news, it was like a bolt from the blue. She felt dizzy and almost fainted.

"The Marquis would not do such a stupid thing. He was framed. How could the Dali Temple arrest someone without knowing the truth?"

Yang Daoling's confidant Lu Ming had a heavy face, "Madam, but the daughter of Mingyao Marquis's mansion was almost molested by the Marquis. Because she couldn't take advantage of him, she stabbed him with a knife coated with poison. It is a fact. Many people around saw it, and there are witnesses and evidence. It will not be easy for the Marquis to clear himself of the crime."

The Marquis Mingyao's Mansion and the Marquis Yongning's Mansion were originally hostile to each other and wanted to kill each other.

"Hurry up and call the lady over. The Marquis cannot be stripped of his official position, and he cannot be locked up in a cell forever. The Yongning Marquisate cannot afford to lose face like this." A strong sense of fear surged in the old lady's heart. If her eldest son was really convicted, the future of the entire Yongning Marquisate would be over.

Will she still be able to enjoy wealth and glory in the future?

Not long after, Zhou Yueran, with a wound on his head, came to the old lady with the help of Yang Yufei.

"Daughter-in-law, the Marquis has been falsely accused of murder in the street and has been thrown into jail by the Dali Temple. You must quickly find a way to get your husband out. If he loses his official position and his future, what future will our Marquis's house have? Even Yu Fei's marriage may be affected."

It was rare for the old lady to speak to Zhou Yueran in a humble tone.

Zhou Yueran's face was as cold as ice, and she said bluntly, "He was caught killing someone, how can I save him? Debts should be paid, and murder should be paid with one's life, isn't this a matter of course?"

"How can you say that about your husband? If he really becomes a murderer, you won't have a good ending either. Don't forget that you are husband and wife, and you share the same fate. And Yu Fei's marriage, she has a murderer father, can she still marry into the Zhennan Palace?"

Zhou Yueran was unmoved. "I will choose to divorce him before he is beheaded and take my daughter back to the Duke of Rong's Mansion. It's not impossible for me to let my daughter sever ties with your son."

She wished she could kill that beast Yang Daoling. Now that he was locked up in jail, it was the most comforting thing for her.

The old lady's heart ached, and she looked at Zhou Yueran with anger and disappointment, "You are such a cruel woman. I really regret that my son married such a wicked daughter-in-law. You are so cruel to your husband. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

Zhou Yueran pointed at the head still wrapped in gauze, her eyes covered with a layer of icy frost, "When your son favored his concubine and neglected his wife, and beat me so badly that I was unconscious, why didn't you show up? Your son robbed my banknotes and jewelry and gave them to that vixen Dong Yuanyuan, why didn't you come out and teach your son a lesson."

"Why, now that your son is crazy and wants to kill people, you think of me, your daughter-in-law? He deserves to die for killing people! Aren't you arrogant and domineering, and don't take me seriously? Go and save your son with your own ability."

The old lady's tears flowed down her cheeks. Her eldest son was her support. Her second and third sons were of little promise. They worked as minor officials of the sixth rank outside and had little money. She could not rely on them.

If her eldest son was really beheaded for murder, what hope would she have for her future?

"What exactly do you want me to do to save your husband? What resentment do you have against me? Don't you think you are too cold-blooded and heartless for not saving him?"

Yang Yufei was impressed by her arrogant grandmother. Even at the point of asking for help, she still acted so condescending. Was she dissatisfied that Yang Daoling did not die quickly enough?

She couldn't help but remind him, "Grandma, my father favored his concubine over his wife and gave all my mother's dowry and money to Aunt Dong. My mother was almost crushed to death. She is so angry. If you do this, my mother will never come to save people."

"I don't know how my father has angered the emperor. Who knows if he will be beheaded. Grandmother, you have to calm my mother down before she is willing to save my father. Now is not the time to be angry, don't you think?"

The old lady took a few deep breaths and swallowed her dissatisfaction. "Daughter-in-law, how do you want to vent your anger?"

"It's very simple. I want Dong Yuanyuan to be beaten so hard that she can't get out of bed. I want all the money and treasures she looted from me to be returned to me. Including the ones your son secretly took from me before. When all my money is returned and I'm satisfied, I'll consider saving Yang Daoling."

Zhou Yueran said, suddenly smiling brilliantly, "If you want your son to suffer less, hurry up. If the emperor gets angry and directly chops off Yang Daoling's head, everything will be too late."