Chapter 2015: Loyal Dog Bodyguard (23)
Chapter 2015: Chapter 2015: Loyal Dog Bodyguard (23)
"Do you have a grudge against the Prime Minister?""...Yes."
"Oh." Chuzheng paused: "Then I suggest you give this to my brother. This thing will be more useful in his hands."
The Prime Minister and the Minister of the Appointments are at odds; all the court officials know about it.
Since Shi Yi wants to use this against the Prime Minister, it means there has to be leverage in it.
"I don’t want to involve anyone." It’s his own business.
"Shi Yi, if you don’t try, how do you know others don’t want to be involved?"
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Shi Yi stood at the back door of the Yann Residence, not entering for a long time.
The book in his arms had already warmed with his touch.
In Shi Yi’s mind, he couldn’t help but envision the girl leaning by the window, her expression calm yet firm as she spoke to him.
Shi Yi took a deep breath and finally entered the residence.
About two hours later, Shi Yi came out of the residence and silently returned to the Third Prince’s Mansion.
Just upon returning, Shi Yi found the mansion in a state of panic. He frowned and hurried to the Jinxiu Pavilion.
Outside the Jinxiu Pavilion, there were many servants. Shi Yi arrived just in time to see Changsun Hang hurriedly carrying Zhen Rou away.
"Could it be a miscarriage?"
"There’s blood..."
"Would the Prince’s Consort really be so cruel? That’s an innocent little life."
"..."
Shi Yi vaguely heard some discussions, quietly entering the Jinxiu Pavilion.
In the Jinxiu Pavilion, Chuzheng stood in the courtyard while Ying Xiang stood beside her with a frightened look, appearing startled.
There were still people outside, so Shi Yi couldn’t reveal himself.
"Miss... what do we do? Could she really... Miss..." Ying Xiang stammered.
Just now, the person from the Shuixin Pavilion inexplicably came over to pay respects to Chuzheng. Before she could say much, she started mocking Miss.
Of course, her Miss didn’t want to deal with her, so she asked someone to throw her out.
But that’s when the trouble happened.
The servant had just touched her, without using any force, when Zhen Rou started clutching her stomach and screaming.
"Miss, say something." Ying Xiang was almost in tears.
Everyone had seen how much the Third Prince cared about that child recently.
If something really happened, what could they do?
"Say what?" Chuzheng’s face was cold.
"If Zhen Rou really miscarried, Miss... we’ll be in trouble." Ying Xiang wished she could shake Chuzheng’s shoulders.
"A miscarriage is her problem, what’s it got to do with me?" I didn’t even touch her.