Chapter Eleven

  Murong Yin's expression was solemn and stern, Murong Yi couldn't help but feel that she had gone too far and didn't know what was good for her!

  "You were still young at that time, and your sister temporarily handed over her dowry to me for safekeeping. I wanted to hand it over to you before, but you refused. Why do you want it back now?" Jiang Yue thought for a moment before speaking up. She had already calmed down, and Mu Rong Yi must have known something earlier to dare to speak so confidently and threaten her. So, she absolutely could not act rashly.

  The guards of the Prime Minister's mansion came out one after another, dispersing the crowd. The noisy scene just now became exceptionally quiet, and Jiang Yue became even more fearless.

  "Some things will be said after entering the mansion." Murong said coldly with a gloomy face.

  The other young ladies from the Prime Minister's residence, who were standing at the gate, persuaded her: "Elder sister, a family is just quarreling, whatever it is can be said after entering the residence."

  "Yes, elder sister. Neither Mother nor Father will take your previous disrespect to heart."

  Murong Yi remained silent, her stunning beauty making her the center of attention even without speaking. Now that all eyes were on her, everyone was waiting for her response. Under the oppressive silence, she remained calm and composed, as did Tian Er, who was holding her hand, ignoring the gazes around them. Similarly, He Lan Ting, who had been watching from the side, was also ignored by her.

  Since Helan Ting appeared, all the unmarried women couldn't help but glance at him again and again with bashful eyes, various infatuated gazes had never been lacking, so he was used to it. Wearing a bright red brocade robe, his raven-black hair fluttering in the wind, his gaze swept over Murong Yi's body as if unintentionally.

  In a standoff, once one side weakens, they will inevitably face the sad fate of being trampled underfoot.

  For a long time, even the sound of breathing became so clear. Murong Yi's silence once again enraged Murong Chen, who swung his hand, intending to hit Murong Yi again.

  Murong Yi's sharp and piercing eyes, like an eagle's, swept towards Murong Chen's already raised hand.

  Under such piercing gaze, Murong Chen's hand slowly fell, and at this moment, he was shocked to discover that Murong Yi, who had always been considered weak by him, might be a deeply hidden person. If so, it would be beneficial for him! A gentle smile gradually floated on his face: "It's because Father was too strict, but also because of Father's neglect. Since Yier has already left the Huainan Wangfu, come back to the Prime Minister's mansion."

  "Father is right, there's no grudge among family members. However, I'm not the same person as before, and everything needs to be taken care of by my wife. The dowry mother left for me should also be managed by me now." Under everyone's gaze, Murong Yi's eyes, which were always cold and frosty, suddenly floated up with a smile, and she looked at Murong Chen with the same gentle expression.

  Opposite Jiang Yue's opposition, Murong Chen's refusal, Murong Yin's clever response, Murong Yi suddenly looked at He Lan Ting. The two of them, who also had stunning beauty that shocked the world, collided in this moment. His eyes were deep and cold, hers were calm and equally emotionless. She smiled coquettishly: "The Crown Prince has come from afar, let the Crown Prince see a joke."

  Helen's eyes flickered in her gaze.

  Murong Chen's expression changed, and he suddenly remembered that the Crown Prince was still by his side. The smile on his face had just floated up and quickly disappeared, making it difficult to maintain. It seemed that he had indeed underestimated her before. "Since Yier wants to take care of herself, then let her take care of herself."

  "Old Master!" Jiang Yuanyuan glared with her eyes wide open, letting her give back the meat that she had enjoyed for several years to Murong Yi. How could she bear it? How could she be willing? That cheap goods Murong Yi!

  "Shut up!" Murong Chen angrily rebuked.

  Jiang Yue's face turned pale, under Murong Chen's angry rebuke, she had no choice but to endure it for the time being.

  Murong Yin gazed at Murong Yi with a mixture of shock, amazement, and jealousy. Just now, Murong Yi had smiled so enchantingly at He Lan Ting, was she trying to seduce him? Shameless!

  "Dad is really good to me." Murong Yi faintly withdrew her gaze, and with a bright smile, she said to Murong Chen. Then she lowered her head and looked at the quiet Tian'er, smiling: "Tian'er, shall we go back to the Prime Minister's mansion?" Go back to the Prime Minister's mansion, take back everything that belongs to Murong Yi.

  The child nodded and replied obediently: "Wherever Mother goes, I'll go too."

  The mother and son duo ignored the crowd, walking past Jiang Yue and others, entering the Prime Minister's mansion with a gentle and elegant demeanor. It was as if the tense atmosphere from the sword and bow just now was just an illusory dream.

  Murong Chen, Jiang Yue, and Murong Yin saw this and couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. She completely didn't put them in her eyes, now thinking about it, earlier they seemed to have lost their image, on the contrary, she had been maintaining elegance and composure all along, with a brilliant light, she got what she wanted!

  "Murong, the Prime Minister's daughter is indeed extraordinary." He Lan Ting gazed at Murong Yili's departing figure, his phoenix-like eyes revealing undisguised interest. In twenty years, there were too few women who could spark his interest.

  Murong Chen, under the emperor's orders, entertained He Lan Ting. He was well aware of He Lan Ting's methods and few people dared to provoke him. How could he easily offend him? Otherwise, he wouldn't even know how he would die tomorrow. Listening to He Lan Ting's words, it seemed like he had some interest in Murong Yi? After entering the prime minister's residence, he thought for a moment before saying in a low voice: "Thanks to the king's appreciation, I will make arrangements tonight."

  In this era, women's status was already low. Not to mention a woman who had been abandoned by her husband. He Lan Ting took a liking to Mu Rong Yi, she was lucky!

  He Lan Ting's eyes had a subtle, dark glow floating in them, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, with a slight arc that seemed sharp enough to harm someone's life. Yet, his posture was relaxed and leisurely as he gazed at the woman whose body still looked slender and elegant despite having given birth. Normally, no one would have dared use such an unclean woman to try to please him, but now, he didn't feel disgusted; instead, he felt a bit... interested.

  Digression

  Summer has arrived, someone is sweating...