Chapter 292 It’s your own fault.
Xia Chunyu went to ask about Minister Mu's affairs in the morning. He was relieved that everything was going as planned. Then he went to the palace to inquire about the situation in Ninghe Palace. He heard that after they left last night, the Queen Mother summoned the imperial physician.

Even the old lady was alarmed by what happened last night. She seldom came to the palace once a year. In addition, the queen mother was ill, so people in the palace could not help but speculate. Some said that Liuli was arrogant and willful, and did not take Jing'an Marquis Mansion seriously. Jing'an Marquis Mansion was fed up and wanted to divorce Liuli. Others said that Liuli seduced him, and then Yaoyao and Liuli had a quarrel...

Xia Chunyu was very depressed. Damn it, it was none of his business! These people had such a rich imagination, and they made it sound very convincing. Some fearless colleagues even came to verify it. Xia Chunyu was so angry that he wanted to beat them up.

Only now do I realize the pain of being wronged and unable to defend myself. It is a pain that makes me want to vomit blood.

After escaping from the palace, Xia Chunyu first went to the abandoned house that the emperor mentioned to see if it was really dilapidated beyond repair, so as to avoid scaring Yaoyao when he took her to see it later.

As a result, when he saw it, he was very happy, thinking he had found a treasure. No wonder when he met the emperor before, the emperor gritted his teeth and said... You are such a good kid.

This house was originally granted to Nangong Shaobao during the reign of Emperor Taizu. During the Rebellion of the Seven Kings, Nangong Shaobao and his grandfather fought their way out of the siege and risked their lives to escort the then crown prince, now the emperor, to flee from Jinling. They later died heroically in the suppression of the rebellion, and none of their four sons survived. The women who stayed in Jinling at that time were all killed by traitors and rebellious sons, so the entire Nangong family died heroically. The emperor originally did not want to give this house away as a memorial to his loyal ministers, but in order to rescue the empress dowager, he had to reluctantly give it up.

Well, he would not be averse to living in a house where loyal ministers had lived. Instead, he would feel honored.

This house was not far from the Yongning Marquis's residence. The location was quite good and the interior was quite large, with five courtyards with a back room, two side courtyards, and an absurdly large garden with many rare flowers and plants, but it had long been covered by weeds, and the paint on the carved beams and painted buildings was mottled, but not as serious as he had expected. He could just repaint it, tidy it up, and add some furniture and move in.

Not bad, not bad. Xia Chunyu was quite satisfied.

Song Qi looked around and said, "My Lord, if this place is renovated, it will be more magnificent than the Marquis' Mansion! The Second Young Madam will definitely like it here."

Xia Chunyu raised his eyebrows. Of course. Don’t you see who originally lived here? It was the famous Nangong Shaobao!
Before the get out of class was over, Ye Jiayao saw Song Qi peeking at the door. Knowing that Chunyu had arrived, she made a brief summary speech and ended the class.

Song Qi smiled and took the lecture notes folder for her, and couldn't wait to tell her about the condition of the house. Ye Jiayao was stunned. It turned out to be the house where the powerful and loyal minister of the previous dynasty, Nangong Shaobao, lived. It was so surprising.

Xia Chunyu was waiting for her in the lounge. Hearing Song Qi nagging about the house, he couldn't help but glare at him. "You lackey, can't I tell you these things myself? You're the one who's talking too much. I've been worried about not having any topics to make your Second Young Madam happy these days. You've taken away everything I'm saying. What can I say?"
Song Qi pursed his lips in grievance, not understanding why the prince was glaring at him, and what had he done wrong?

Alas! The prince is so hard to please. Although his face is incredibly handsome, it is also unpredictable. Sometimes it is sunny and bright, and sometimes it is covered with dark clouds. It is so hard to please.

After getting on the carriage, Ye Jiayao asked, "Didn't the emperor say yesterday that the courtyard was too dilapidated and he was embarrassed to give it to his subjects? Is the house the emperor was talking about really the house of the Zhinan Palace family?"

Xia Chunyu explained to her: "The emperor said that because he was reluctant to give it away. Fortunately, I pressed him hard last night, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten this benefit."

Xia Chunyu told her about the past of the Nangong family and also talked about the glorious deeds of his grandfather in those days. He described them vividly, as if he had participated in them as well.

Ye Jiayao listened attentively. No wonder the emperor valued the Jing'an Marquis' Mansion so much. It turned out that there was this past event. Her grandfather had saved the emperor's life, and the marquis had been defending the country for many years, and his contribution was indispensable.

As they were talking, the carriage stopped. Xia Chunyu pointed to a roof not far ahead and said, "That's the Yongning Marquis's Mansion."

Ye Jiayao liked it even more after hearing this. The wife of Marquis Yongning got along well with her, and even foodies got along well with her.

Xia Chunyu led Ye Jiayao inside and introduced that this was the front yard, that was the big kitchen, there was a martial arts field further inside, and there was a small building in the back garden, which was particularly quiet and elegant... He talked about his renovation plan, taking every detail into consideration.

Ye Jiayao felt that his plan was reasonable and comprehensive, but it cost a lot, which well reflected the Marquis's intention to strike hard last night. Now, the Queen Mother was going to bleed heavily.

"Yaoyao, what do you think?" Xia Chunyu asked her when he saw that she was just listening quietly and didn't express any opinions. This would be their home in the future, and they might not live here permanently, but they would definitely come to live here, so he naturally wanted to hear her opinion.

Ye Jiayao said: "You can make the decisions on everything else, I will decide on the renovation of the kitchen."

No matter where she goes, the kitchen is her most important position and she has to make all the decisions herself. As for other things, she is already very busy and doesn't want to think too much.

Thinking about it, it's a bit of a waste to build such a big house, they even have a separate courtyard! Damn, in modern times, people have to work hard for a small piece of land, but in ancient times, I can actually satisfy my desire to be a housewife.

However, it was given away for free anyway, so why not give it up? Liuli's fuss actually gave her a great advantage.

The two of them walked around the house and saw that it was getting late, so they went back home.

When we arrived at the Marquis's Mansion, we heard a noise before we even got out of the car.

"Young man, please help pass the message! I beg you, I really have something urgent to see the Second Young Madam. I am her second sister. If you pass the message, she will not miss me."

It was Jinrong who begged humbly.

Ye Jiayao sneered in her heart. She actually had the nerve to come and see her.

Xia Chunyu's face was dark and cloudy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "She still has the nerve to come here."

"I told you, the Second Young Madam is not in the house. Go away quickly and don't make things difficult for us." The guard standing at the door said rudely.

Ye Jinrong was at her wit's end and had nowhere else to turn, so she had to shamelessly beg her elder sister for help. However, the guards refused to let her in or pass her message, making her so anxious that she almost knelt down.

Turning her head, she saw Xia Chunyu helping her elder sister get out of the car. Jin Rong quickly stepped forward and begged, "Eldest sister, please save Liu Jiang. I don't know why the government arrested Liu Jiang again, and even my father-in-law was arrested."

Xia Chunyu stepped forward and stood in front of Ye Jiayao. Last time, he heard that Jinrong was at the gate, grabbing Yaoyao and making her embarrassed, forcing Yaoyao to agree to help. Today, with him here, Ye Jinrong can't try to use the same trick again.

"The government has its reasons for arresting people. If you don't understand something, go ask the government yourself." Xia Chunyu's face was ashen and his tone was cold and hard. There was no room for negotiation at all.

Ye Jinrong was a little afraid of Xia Chunyu. She was intimidated by the majestic and cold aura emanating from him. She dared not move forward an inch. With tears in her eyes, she said hesitantly, "I have asked the government, but they refused to tell me. Sister, brother-in-law, I beg you, please help me! I... I really have nowhere else to go." After saying this, Ye Jinrong was choked with sobs.

Xia Chunyu snorted coldly, "Desperate? Aren't you very familiar with Liuli? Go find her!"

Ye Jinrong's heart sank. She had hoped that the matter would not be exposed, and even if it was exposed, she would not be implicated. Now it seems that she was too naive. Jin Yao was not such a tough girl, and might even push all the responsibility onto her.

But now she urgently needs help from her elder sister and brother-in-law, so she cannot admit it even if she dies. She pretends to be confused and says, "How can I be familiar with Princess Liuli? We have no contact with each other."

Ye Jiayao sneered, gently pushed Xia Chunyu, and walked out from behind him.

Her eyes were full of disdain, her tone was contemptuous, and her sarcasm was obvious: "Second sister, you are really modest. When you returned to Yangzhou, Princess Liuli personally came to see you off. If this is not familiar, then how familiar are we?"

Ye Jinrong's face changed drastically. Eldest sister even knew this. Who told her?
Ye Jiayao changed the subject and said coldly, "Ye Jinrong, if you don't want others to know, then don't do it. You have hurt me again and again. Do you still have any sisterly feelings in your heart? You don't care about my life or death. How can you have the face to ask me for help? I gave you a chance, but you failed. You have lost your humanity and conscience. So, at least save some face for yourself. You have to eat the bitter fruit you sowed, even if you can't swallow it. Go away. I don't want to see you again."

Ye Jinrong panicked and argued, "No, no, sister, you misunderstood. Things are not what you think. Princess Liuli did look for me, but I didn't agree. How could I agree? You are my sister. You helped me when I was in the most difficult time. I have always remembered this kindness..."

Ye Jiayao almost laughed out of anger. Ye Jinrong, Ye Jinrong, you really are a big shot. You can lie with your eyes open without blushing or feeling any heartbeat. You are not shameless, you are just too thick-skinned.

"It was that girl Jinyao who had improper thoughts about my eldest brother-in-law. No matter how I tried to persuade her, she wouldn't listen..." Ye Jinrong also looked very regretful.

Xia Chunyu couldn't listen any more: "Ye Jinrong, after hearing what you said, I think it's a compliment to describe you as completely heartless. Do you think we are three-year-old children and idiots? If you want to act, go somewhere else. We don't have the time or interest to watch you act. Let me tell you something. You can survive if it's God's will, but you can't if it's your own fault. Try to be kind to your children!"

After Xia Chunyu finished speaking, he hugged Yaoyao and left indifferently.

Ye Jinrong's last bit of hope was shattered. She wanted to cry and make a fuss, but she didn't dare to do that in front of Xia Chunyu. She could only watch them enter the mansion.

She stood there in a trance, then suddenly smiled miserably, tears rolled down her face, and she murmured: You reap what you sow, is this... retribution?
(End of this chapter)