Chapter 143 You're Right, I Was Wrong

in, and Ming Shu had no choice but to accept it."Thank you, Master Yun."It's we who should trouble Uncle Ming.After dinner, Xue Qiancheng and the others had not yet recovered their energy.Looking at...]:

"An'er, my husband is hungry."

Seeing Yun An an ignoring him and only talking to the other woman, Bei Chen Yi opened his mouth again to seek attention.

"Shut up, didn't you see me talking"

I was already angry about Bei Chen Yi going to the Yan Yu Lou, and this guy just wouldn't stop talking my ear off.

"Today we meet by chance. I'll tell Mama Hua that you should focus on getting well first. Don't worry, I've got your back."

For some reason, the moment she saw Qing'er, she felt an instant fondness for her, wanting to cherish and protect her like a younger sister.

But after all, this is Yan Yu Lou. All she could do was this.

"Thank you, Your Highness. I didn't know you were the Princess earlier. Please forgive my ignorance."

Qing'er knelt on the ground and was about to kowtow when Yun Anan hurriedly stopped her.

"Everyone says I don't do these formalities and rituals here, so you just focus on getting better. I'll tell Mama Hua when I get back."

"An'er, my husband is sick. Can you hear me *cough cough* "

The overlooked regent coughed softly, feigning weakness, just to capture Yun An'an's attention.

Finally, Yun An'an turned her head, her phoenix eyes scanning Bei Chen Yi from top to bottom, and let out a cold snort.

"The Lord came to the Smoke and Rain Tower despite being ill, he's truly remarkable."

That's right~!

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Back to the starting point.

Today's events are unfixable.

Under the gaze of all, the people from Yiwangfu disappeared into the distance.

Those watching the commotion also withdrew their gaze, each pair of eyes filled with both curiosity and bewilderment.

Everyone says the Regent King is a wife-loving maniac, now it seems, what they say is true, and he's even gone further.

Then, so to speak...

Didn't their words on the balcony just nearly cause a catastrophe

Recalling the scene just now when they threw away silver and jewelry, a chill ran down the spines of the young masters behind them. A feeling of surviving a catastrophe could creep from their feet to the top of their heads.

Similarly, Yàn yǔ lóu's Mama Hu also lets out a sigh of relief.

"Qing girl, since Yi Wangfei has spoken, these days you should just take care of your body. Don't worry about the rest."

Thank you, Mom.

The sunny girl bowed politely.

"Don't thank me, thank Princess Yi instead. Not many people in the capital dare to provoke her."

Now there's a saying going around Kyoto: It's better to provoke the King of Hell than to provoke Yun An'an, for the consequences will be worse than death.

Thank goodness, Yuyanlou was saved.

On the other side, Yiwangfu.

The atmosphere was incredibly tense.

With a loud bang, the door slammed shut, startling the guards.

Standing outside the study's inner door, Beichen Yi lightly knocked.

"An'er, your husband knows he was wrong."

"You are right, I was wrong."

Inside, Yun Anan thought the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. The angrier she got, the more she thought about it. She simply covered herself with the blanket and went to sleep with her head down.

Outside the door, no matter how Bei Chen Yi explained himself, the door remained firmly shut.

"My Lord."

Qingfeng bravely walked forward and ladled a bowl of warm porridge.

"Have some porridge to warm your stomach first. The princess probably won't forgive you anytime soon. Your concubine has already laid out a bed for you."

As Qingfeng was putting down the porridge and turning to leave his study, he paused.

"My lord, why would you go to a place like the Smoke and Rain Tower"

Beichen's sword eyebrows shot up, a cold glint flashed in his deep eyes, scaring Qingfeng to flee out of the study.

Bai Shiqi leaned against the door, his injured arm resting on it. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes as he seemed to wonder why their king had gone to the Yan Yu Building.

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The next day.

Class A, Group Ding.

Today's homework is still sword practice.

It has to be said that this group of youngsters are exceptionally gifted. In just a few days, they have already practiced the Yuan Family Sword Technique with considerable proficiency.

But still, the same sentence goes: to master the essence of Yuanjia swordsmanship, one needs to practice day and night.

The warm sunlight bathed her body, and Yun An'an, lying in the rocking chair, sipped tea and cracked melon seeds.

Not far away, a graceful figure walked into the area of Class A Dingban Academy.

The visitor is not a stranger, but Li Ruolan whom I haven't seen for several days.

"Master Yun."

"Anything going on"

Glancing at Li Ruolan with a puzzled expression in his eyes.

"These are some Qingtuan I made with my own hands. In a few days, there will be a poetry competition at Tianshu Academy, and there are some things I don't quite understand that I'd like to ask Mr. Yun for advice."

Li Ruolan put down the food box in her hand, smiling sweetly, a smile that was harmless and innocent.

Sunlight shone on her pink dress, beautiful and serene. It was the template for the goddess in the minds of so many men, a white moonlight.

It's a pity.

"Thank you, Mr. Li. I don't eat sweets. It would be better if Mr. Li gave them to those in need."

Besides, I arrived at Tianshu Academy not much earlier than you. As for the poetry competition during the spring outing, you can ask students in Class A and above.

"When Li Fuzi leaves, remember to close the gate to the Jia and Ding classes' academy district. Don't see me off."

There is a kind of person who stands before you, and you know deep down that they have ill intentions. But you can't figure out who their next target will be or what they plan to do.

And, this venomous beauty in the eyes of others is just a delicate little lady who falls down at the slightest breeze. Ironically, the world is blind and cannot see through that facade to the evil queen residing within her heart.

tsk tsk tsk~

Li Ruolan is just like that.

It's best to avoid such people and keep interactions to a minimum.

As the figure gradually disappeared from view, Yun An'an glanced at the lunch box left untouched on the table, speculating about Li Ruolan's next move and its connection to the poetry gathering for spring outing.

Ha~~~~

I'm so tired.

Okay, class dismissed. I'm off work too.

"Master, wait a moment."

As Yun An'an stood up to leave, Yuwen Xiu, Xue Qiancheng, and Xue Mucheng called out to her.

"Master, let's go to a place together."

Where to go

"Uncle Ming."

Three mysterious figures pulled Yun An'an to Ming Shu's small restaurant.

Ming Shu is preparing a midday meal for the Class A, Ding Ban.

"Mr. Yun is here, would you like him to stay for lunch"

Uncle Ming was just about to ask An'an what she wanted for lunch when he saw Yu Wenxiu and the others pull An'an around to the back of the small restaurant.

"Master, look."

Since last time he had the human meat porridge and got diarrhea, Yuwen Xiu has been more careful.

I have been keeping a close eye on my surroundings these days to prevent anyone from tampering with things.

Finally, they found a clue.

"Master, look at the footprints on the wall."

Ming Shu likes to keep things clean, so he always brushes the front and back yards after work.

It just so happened that on the day they arrived, Master Ming had just finished cleaning the garden. The shoe prints left on the wall were precisely those of the murderer who had swapped out the flesh that day.

"The man's footprints"

Yes, and here too.

"Yuwen Xiu also pointed to the wall not far away. The footprints here were deeper, left by a woman."

That is to say, more than one person came to Ming Shu's small restaurant at that time.

"That's interesting."

The two footprints suggest that someone exchanged pork and human flesh on the day of the incident. As for the rest... further investigation is needed.

"Okay, that's it for this matter. Just leave it to me."

"Master... We found such a big clue, don't you reward us "

Xueqiancheng chuckled and extended his hand to take credit.

"You made us buy clothes and threw a birthday party, but it cost us our last penny. We would have been out of even toilet paper these days if it weren't for Uncle Ming's help."

Xue Qiancheng said that it was pitiful. They were princes and sons of nobles, but they had fallen to such a state.

By the way, speaking of the clothes bought for Yun'an'an, they haven't seen this woman wear them.

"Aren't you finding the clothes unattractive"

"That looks nice."

"If it looks good, why not wear it"

Three people looked at Yun'an, with a gaze of scrutiny.

"I can't bear to part with it. I will definitely wear it to the Poetry Competition for Spring Outing. Let's have a meal together first, then Father will go back."

"Master Yun, strictly speaking, you are a couple of years younger than both me and Wenxiu. Can you please stop calling yourself our father every day"

With a look of disdain, this sixteen-year-old little carrot insists on acting like their father. Which woman has such thick skin

Yun An'an patted Xue Qiancheng, Yuwen Xiu, and Xue Muceng on the shoulders, and said solemnly.

"A teacher for a day, a father for life; can you bear the responsibility of being called 'father' and 'mother'"

"My children, your father still has some business to attend to. Don't forget to practice your swordsmanship."

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Three pairs of eyes watched Yun An'an get into the carriage and disappear from sight. The expressions in their eyes were different.

After leaving Uncle Ming's eatery, Yun Anan went to the Gongsun Residence.

Gongsun Yan was not there, the old steward led Yun An'an to the back house.

From afar, I saw Gongsun Lang tied to a pillar, raving mad.

"Mother, Mother... save me, Lang'er is afraid."

Gongsun Lang's cry was so heartbreaking. After being released, he dove straight into Yun An'an's arms.

"Mother, why are you only coming now Lang'er has missed you, sniffle~sniffle~."

"What's going on"

Whether it's true madness or feigned stupidity, after all, Gongsun Lang is the eldest son. Being tied to a pillar... isn't that too undignified

The old butler sighed and told Yun'an why she had tied the young master to the pillar.

Today, after Master went out, young master acted like he was insane and insisted on finding you.

"This back and forth has already been done three or four times. For the safety of the young master, we had no choice but to resort to this."

The old butler was also embarrassed.

Master, he grew up under your care. But now he's acting so recklessly, going to the Duchess of Yi's residence… If he really goes… The consequences would be unimaginable.

"You said he was going to find me"

"Yes, it's good that you're here."

The relationship between Gongsun Mansion and Yiwang Mansion is awkward.

Although the Gongsun family wasn't native to Beichen Kingdom, they had officials who served in the kingdom and even participated in the pursuit of the Regent King ten years ago.

Since the present-day Princess Yi is willing to disregard past grievances and treat the young master, it is already a great kindness. How dare they go to her door and cause trouble

"Alright, I understand. You may go now."

Yun An'an sat in the garden, holding onto Gongsun Lang's sleeve.

Gongsun Lang smiled happily.

"Mother, these melon seeds are delicious, I'll give them all to you."

One by one, melon seeds were stuffed into Yun An'an's bosom. Qingfeng stood beside her with a gloomy face. If it weren't for the fact that Gongsun Lang was an idiot, he would have definitely chopped off his paws.

What did Gongsun Zi eat today

Yun'an checked Gongsun Lang's pulse and found that he had been poisoned again. Fortunately, he had a pill to protect his body, so he didn't die on the spot.

"I forgot, but a really, really tall uncle gave me a candy. It was so sweet."or thirty years to live. By then, the little one will have grown up and can take care of you in your old age and see you off.Although the meaning was this, when he said it, Old Wang’s face turned grim...