Natural Born Winner: 160. What if there is always a rival in love who wants to kill me?
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Although Ye Mingrou was not angry, she could only be wronged and agreed. She also hated the Seventh Prince from the bottom of her heart. She has such a bad temper. Fortunately, she was not the one who married the Seventh Prince.
After asking the servant girl to send Mingrou back to her room, Pan rubbed the corners of her eyebrows and sighed to the nurse next to her, "The seventh prince is venting his anger."
"When Rou'er doesn't go out for a while and the seventh prince gets married again, this matter will stop and it won't affect Rou'er's reputation. Then I will find a good marriage for Rou'er."
"Ma'am is right." Nanny agreed.
As for Miss San, no one would mention whether the future seventh concubine would be angered after marrying into the palace.
The news about the Seventh Prince Xiao Qi making Miss Ye Fourth embarrassing on purpose finally got out, but this was in line with Xiao Qi's original temperament, no one thought it was strange, they only blindly sympathized with Miss Ye Fourth.
Even Emperor Longxuan heard about it, but he just didn't know it, and ordered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to give Ye's dowry a couple of points more, which should be regarded as compensation for Ye Xiang. He also expected Miss Ye San to marry. After giving it to Lao Qi, how will he be treated coldly.
Alas, children are debts.
***
The people in the Prime Minister's Mansion worked fast and arrived at Qingfeng Nunnery in less than two days. They thought it was just a desolate and deserted nunnery, but they didn't expect it to be a place of good fortune and beauty. The scenery is picturesque, like a place outside the world.
After passing through the Taoist temple, you can see a beautiful and elegant bamboo house hidden in the green bamboo forest.
Nurse Ding, who was ordered by his wife, was a little puzzled. The servants who came to deliver things before did not say that the third lady does not live in the nunnery, and when was the bamboo house built? Heart, deal with things.
Nurse Ding spat secretly in her heart, but she showed a smile on her face, and said through the door, "This old slave pays homage to Miss San."
But there was no sound coming out of the bamboo house. Nanny Ding thought it was the third lady who was resentful. Don't ask.
If it were normal, Nanny Ding would have gone in to persuade her long ago, and she would just take him back. It doesn't matter if she likes it or not, but this is different from the past. Well, that is the master of the royal family. If she offends the third lady, she will keep it in mind, and if she wants to punish her in the future, she is a slave, and the madam will not say anything.
Nurse Ding said softly, "Master and Madam miss Miss, and specially ordered this old slave and others to bring Miss back home."
After a long time, Mother Ding's waiting voice finally sounded, but what she said made people tremble with fear.
"In previous years, no one came, but this year they came."
The voice of an eighteen-year-old girl is a little cold, but it is still as pleasant as the gurgling of spring water,
"Third Miss misunderstood, Madam is true..." Ding Momo forced a smile and said.
"So something happened to the Prime Minister's Mansion? It has something to do with me?" Ye Wuxin in the room continued to speculate, and every time she heard a sentence, Nanny Ding broke out in cold sweat.
"I also brought a lot of people, some of them are not from the prime minister's mansion. In such a big battle, they are from the royal family. What does the royal society have to do with the Ye family and me?"
It was said that eight or nine are inseparable from ten, and Nanny Ding did not dare to let the third lady guess any more, and said frankly, "It is a marriage gift. Your Majesty values the prime minister's house, and I will marry you and the seventh prince."
The guessing speech of the girl in the room was indeed interrupted, and she said inexplicably, "Oh?"
"This is a great happy event." Ding Momo was a little fortunate that the third lady couldn't see her flustered and forced smile through the door.
What kind of person is this young lady who grew up outside the house?
9526 is at a loss, this is a novice task, Ye Wuxin is still calm, and even has the mood to pick up a Taoist scripture that he hasn't finished reading, and hang out the people in the Xiangfu.
Just as she thought, the opportunity to trigger the plot has come.
**
The next day, sitting in the carriage sent by the Ye family to pick her up, Ye Wuxin continued to hold the book with the sound of the wheels rolling on the mountain road.
9526 said, "Host, do you really want to go back to Ye Mansion?"
9526 is not as innocent as it was when it was first worn. Although the Prime Minister's Mansion is rich and noble, it doesn't feel like it is a good place, and there is this inexplicable marriage.
"Go back." Ye Wuxin answered two words concisely.
Going back was not only to try out this novice task, but also because she noticed something was wrong.
"Didn't you find it easy for us to go?" Ye Wuxin put down the book and asked 9526 in his heart,
9526 came to his senses, since there are people from the Misty Sect at the foot of the mountain, and the nuns in Qingfeng Nunnery listened to Fan Su's words, how could they easily let the people from Xiangfu pick up the host. Even if Fan Suwen is not there, at least there will be a delay.
9526 felt a little cold.
Ye Wuxin expressed her guess, "I'm afraid there is a small problem with the Misty Gate."
Her eyes are faint, but there is a trace of gleam, "Where there are people, there will be fights."
This is a point that Ye Wuxin deeply realized in the stories of those taskers told by 9526.
The Misty Gate is by no means as holy and indisputable as it looks on the outside.
Although there are still some doubts that have not been resolved, it does not hinder Ye Wuxin's speculation about the Misty Gate and her intuition about the danger. If the Ye family does not come, I am afraid that she will not be able to peacefully cultivate to the eighth level of Wangqing Jue in Qingfeng Temple.
"Fan Su asked, is something going on?" 9526 asked this sentence with a complicated mood.
"No." Ye Wuxin affirmed, "Don't underestimate my master."
With Fan Suwen's hard work on her these years, Ye Wuxin called her master, and there was really no pressure. It is true that the level of martial arts cannot determine everything, but in terms of decisiveness, Ye Wuxin really doesn't think she will lose.
The corners of her lips curled slightly, "Tell me, how would Master feel if he found out about this marriage?"
9526: "..." I'm afraid I'm going crazy.
***
When the car stopped, Nanny Ding said respectfully, "Miss San, the prime minister's residence is here."
Ye Wuxin stopped talking and joking with 9526, and resumed her calm and ascetic appearance in the nunnery, and was helped out of the car by the maid.
In other words, it is higher than this, and she can walk down easily. It is really strange that she needs someone to support her after only two or three steps. Although she has heard many boudoir stories told by 9526, Ye Wuxin still likes it stand up.
It's just that in the eyes of others, although her appearance is like that of his wife, she is outstanding and refined, but the taciturn beauty is not likable no matter what, and there is always a kind of nobleness that seems to be muddy. It's scum.
Even if it is not cold, it makes people feel close to each other.
Ms. Pan reluctantly said a few words of miss, but it was still difficult to have a mother-daughter relationship with this daughter whom she had not seen for many years. Except for mentioning that when she entered the genealogy and changed her name to 'Ye Mingxin', the third daughter took a look at her, and almost There was no response, her expression was so indifferent that she didn't even have any personality, after a long time, Mrs. Pan also felt a little tired, so she sent the nanny to send the third lady back to the new yard that she picked up.
Ms. Pan asked again to Nanny Ding, who was in charge of picking her up all the way, "Is this the nature of Mingxin?"
It took a long time for Nanny Ding to hold back a sentence, "Miss San doesn't like to talk."
Except for the frightening first speech outside the bamboo house, Miss San hardly said anything, which reassured her a lot on the way.
The big maid beside Pan's, Ruyin, persuaded with a smile, "Miss San grew up in a nunnery, she has a cold temper, and it's normal not to talk to others."
"You're right." Pan Shi sighed, Mingxin was no better than her two elder sisters and younger sisters, she was often taken out to socialize by her, and there were more than a dozen maidservants by her side. Thinking of coming to the nunnery to suffer, Pan also felt a little guilty.