The evil sister is in charge, and the mother is getting married

Chapter 329 What’s your name?
This also frightened the eldest prince, Lu Chen, who was hiding in the shadows, so much so that he knelt on the ground. He had originally wanted to peek at what was going on amidst the commotion, but instead he witnessed Han Qingqing taking action.

He originally thought that although Han Qingqing was older than him, she was indeed beautiful and had a powerful background. If he could marry her, it would be a great help, and his other brothers would not be a match for him in the struggle for the throne.

Upon seeing this, he immediately dismissed the idea. He wouldn't even know how he died, and he wanted to live a few more years!
"Alright! Wanqiu, go ahead and ask. Now whatever you ask him, he'll answer honestly!"

"I guarantee he'll behave like a dog, hehe!" After Han Qingqing finished inserting the acupuncture needles, she took out a small red porcelain bottle, opened it, and placed it under the man's nose.
The man's eyes instantly turned red, which looked quite frightening.

Sheng Wanqiu made an OK sign and walked up to the man. She waved her finger in front of his eyes and saw that his red eyes followed her finger. She knew that the poison Han Qingqing had given him was similar to hypnosis.

"What's your name? Who do you work for?" This was the first question Sheng Wanqiu asked, and everyone else remained silent, listening to the man's answer.

"My name is Mao Yong, and I am the steward of Princess Changnian's household!"

"Why did you put a child in a cloth bag? What is the identity of this little boy?" Sheng Wanqiu continued to ask, but she had a rough idea of ​​what kind of thing this was. It was nothing more than love and affection, and the struggle for favor among the women in the backyard!

"It was the Prince Consort who ordered me to do this. The young master is Princess Changnian's child!" The man's words nearly made everyone's CPUs explode.

What? This curly-haired boy is the princess's son? Shouldn't he also be the prince's son-in-law's son?

Is this father going to abandon his own son? Even tigers don't eat their cubs, is this prince consort out of his mind?

"Why would the prince consort abandon his own son? What was his purpose? Why did he do this?"

"The Prince Consort has his own son. He wants his son to replace the young master's position, then he wants Princess Changnian to die so he can marry his cousin!"

Damn it! Is this some kind of switcheroo?
Then he brought his mistress into the house and seized Princess Changnian's property. That son of a bitch must be killed! It's outrageous!
Sheng Wanqiu was so angry she was about to swear.

The other young ladies were also eager to fight. If that damned Prince Consort were here, he would have been torn to pieces by these young ladies.

"What is Princess Changnian's status? What is the name of the Prince Consort?" Sheng Wanqiu asked, clenching her fists.

"Princess Changnian is the current emperor's cousin and the Marquis of Xiaoyao's niece, but they are not close. Her husband is named Wei Jian!"

Sheng Wanqiu understood immediately. It seemed that this so-called prince consort was just scheming against Princess Changnian because she wasn't close to the Marquis of Xiaoyao or the Emperor. No wonder no one was looking for Little Curly Hair! They simply didn't want Little Curly Hair to be in their way!

"Alright, Sister Han, wake him up!"

"Brother Lu, you're fast on your feet. Go to the Marquis's residence and invite Uncle Wu over. Tell him what happened!" Lu Yu immediately led his men out the door. As a man, he felt that this so-called prince consort's actions were despicable. If he wanted money, he should earn it himself. To scheme against a woman was worse than that of a pig or a dog.

Sheng Wanqiu really didn't expect it. She used to think that the dramas were exaggerated enough, but it turned out that there were quite a few such melodramatic things in ancient times. It seems that the dramas were too conservative.

Han Qingqing brought a basin of cold water and splashed it on the man's face. This method of detoxification was simple and effective. The man's eyes immediately regained their clarity, and his consciousness gradually returned.

Where am I? Why am I tied up? And why does my whole body hurt?
The group of people standing in front of him were all looking at him with hostility. Who were these people?

"Mao Yong, do you know him?" Sheng Wanqiu saw the change in Mao Yong's eyes and knew that he was fully awake, so she pushed the curly-haired boy in front of him.

Mao Yong was shocked. That's right, he was frightened because he saw that the young master was still in Yancheng. He was planning to go back and report to the Prince Consort when he was beaten by this group of women until he was barely breathing.

"Child trafficking is a capital offense. Don't you want your entire family back then? Think carefully before you answer!"

"Of course, you can choose not to say it, and you can say it when Marquis Xiaoyao comes!" Sheng Wanqiu brought up the powerful Marquis Xiaoyao to suppress a mere steward of a county princess's mansion, which was simply a waste of talent.

Mao Yong knew he was doomed. He still remembered the scene of Xiaoyao Hou wielding his sword to kill Prince Rong. He held the bloody head in his hand, a scene that terrified all the servants in the Prince's mansion.

I thought that the Marquis of Xiaoyao and the new emperor didn't like their princess, after all, Prince Rong was the princess's biological father. Even when the princess got married, only a little eunuch came to deliver some gifts. That's why the prince consort dared to scheme against the princess like this. Now it seems that the prince consort is doomed this time.

"Young master, this servant was wrong. It was all the Prince Consort's orders that I did this!" Mao Yong said and immediately began kowtowing to the curly-haired boy. Judging from the loud thumping, it was clear that the guy was truly terrified.

Sheng Wanqiu knew this would be the outcome. It's all because you, this disloyal servant, can't distinguish between the princes and the princess. Without Princess Changnian, how could there be a prince consort? Isn't this putting the cart before the horse?
If you were a loyal person, you could sneak off and tell Xiaoyao Hou about this. Sheng Wanqiu believed that Wu Yao would not ignore it. Even if Wu Yao did indeed behead Prince Rong during the coup, he did not kill Princess Changnian. This was a symbol of clear distinction between gratitude and resentment.

The hatred of the older generation will not affect the younger generation; even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected!

After all, she is the niece of the Marquis of Xiaoyao. How could she remain indifferent when she was being bullied to the point of death?

As expected, Marquis Wu Yao, carrying a long spear, strode into the Snow Bamboo Garden, followed by a group of armored guards and Lu Yu, who almost ran himself ragged.

Lu Yu leaned against the door frame, panting heavily. He had arrived at the Xiaoyao Marquis's residence and found the Marquis. He had only exchanged a few words when the Marquis suddenly sprang into action, grabbed a long spear, and led his men on horseback. Lu Yu could only run after him, nearly running himself out of breath.

Wu Yao moved with lightning speed. Without saying a word, he pierced Mao Yong's shoulder with his spear and then quickly pulled it back.

Sheng Wanqiu quickly covered the little curly-haired boy's eyes, and Lu Li also stood in front of him, not wanting a child like him to see such a bloody scene.