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Chapter 225: People who will do anything to achieve their goals (11)

After a tender moment, Nie Huaili's cheeks flushed slightly, and her tender lips swelled a little. She raised her hand to the bronze mirror and adjusted the pearl hairpin in her hair. She said to Tu Weizhi, who was sitting beside her, "My sister will be leaving Guangyuan Temple soon."

"Well, no matter what, the person I love is only you, Li'er." Tu Weizhi put his arm around her waist, his big hands rubbing her waist. "As long as we wait a little longer, I will ask His Majesty for permission to make us a couple."

But Nie Huaili turned his head to look at Tu Weizhi and said firmly, "No."

"Why?" Tu Weizhi chuckled.

"Sister has Princess Liuli's dowry. She wants to take it away, but it's not hers. It belongs to my father." Nie Huaili frowned slightly. She leaned in Tu Weizhi's arms, picked up a pearl flower on the dressing table, raised her lips, and spoke slowly, "How about this, Your Highness, you should pursue sister and ask her to marry you. Then, on the day she marries into the palace, we will personally give her the dowry. That way, everything sister has will be mine."

Her voice was gentle, but mixed with an innocent cruelty.

Tu Weizhi reached out and lifted Nie Huaili's chin. He curled his lips and smiled slightly, his eyes half closed. "I just like your personality, Li'er. We are a match made in heaven." Because we are the same kind of people, selfish and will do anything to achieve our goals.

"By the way, Your Highness, there is something else I want to tell you." Nie Huaili put down the pearl flower in his hand, then looked up at Tu Weizhi.

"Li'er, just say whatever you want." Tu Weizhi lowered his head and kissed her between the eyebrows, his voice slightly hoarse.

Nie Huaili smiled softly, put his lips close to Tu Weizhi's ear and whispered a few words.

After she finished speaking, Tu Weizhi raised his hand and gently scratched the tip of her nose, "What a vicious little wild cat."

"Your Highness!" Nie Huaili pouted coquettishly, "This is all for our future."

"Li'er is right, hahahahaha."

When the two came out of the private room, Xia Qing noticed at a glance that Nie Huaili's hair was a little messy.

"Miss..." Xia Qing tried to speak, but Chun Ye interrupted her.

"Miss, let me re-comb your hair." Chun Ye stepped forward and smiled.

Tu Weizhi glanced at her and said, "She's quite a good maid."

"Chun Ye, go wait by the carriage and let Xia Qing come." Nie Huaili said gently. She pushed Chun Ye away and waved to Xia Qing, "Come here, Xia Qing."

"Yes, Miss." Xia Qing bowed slightly and followed Nie Huaili into the room.

Chun Ye glared at Xia Qing with dissatisfaction, then pursed her lips and walked away quickly.

"You didn't tell my mother about what happened today, right?" Nie Huaili sat in front of the dressing table, looking at Xia Qing in the bronze mirror.

Xia Qing immediately let go of her hand, knelt on the ground, and banged her forehead heavily on the ground. "Miss, I'm sorry, Madam told me to take good care of you early in the morning, and Madam also told me not to let you meet the prince."

"I know you are on my mother's side, but Xia Qing, I am your master now. I can forgive you for this time, but if it happens again, I will not let you off easily." Nie Huaili sat upright on the soft stool, her eyes were cold, not as gentle as before.

"Yes, Miss!" Xia Qing felt a pang of pain in her heart. She knew that if she did this, she would not be able to please anyone. When she returned to the Nie Mansion, she would also be punished by her concubine Chen Lianyi. But she had no choice because she was originally a slave.

It would be great if Miss Nie were here. She is so kind-hearted and would definitely help her out of this misery.

"Get up, Xia Qing." Nie Huaili's tone became gentle again, and even his eyes softened a little.

"Yes, Miss." Xia Qing stood up, picked up the wooden comb on the table, and continued to comb Nie Huaili's long hair.

After finishing these things, Nie Huaili returned to the Nie Mansion in the Nie Mansion's carriage.

Sure enough, Aunt Chen Shuyi was already waiting in Nie Huaili's yard, holding a ruler in her hand.

"Mother, it's so dry out. Don't get angry. It's not good for your health." Nie Huaili walked over to her aunt Chen Shuyi first, placing her hands on hers and speaking softly. Then she led Chen Shuyi to the rattan chair in the yard and asked her to sit down.

Nie Huaili stood behind her, gently rubbing Chen Shuyi's shoulders.

"You still know not to make your mother angry, do you? Li'er, I have told you so many times not to go see that Prince Duan, but you still went to see him!" Chen Shuyi sighed. As she spoke, she took the ruler and pretended to stand up and hit Nie Huaili's palm.

"Mom! My daughter is so old now, does she still need to be slapped on the palm? Don't you feel sorry for her broken hand?" Nie Huaili put on a pitiful look, her eyes were watery, and she was very lovable.

Chen Shuyi sighed again, "How could a mother bear to hit you? I love you so much. But the master said that this matter concerns the reputation of the royal family after all, so we still have to avoid it. If your father wasn't an imperial merchant, how could His Majesty let us go so easily?"

"After all, it's still that Nie Qingxue! The damn girl didn't care about the reputation of the mansion, nor your reputation, and insisted on making a big fuss, making the whole Tiandu City a laughing stock. I don't even dare to visit other people's houses now, for fear of hearing a word about you." Chen Shuyi couldn't help complaining. She frowned, and the pearl hairpins and step-shakes on her head swayed because of her shaking head. She also wore a red coral gold ring on the hand holding the ruler, which was very dazzling.

"Mom, is this ring of yours new? It's so beautiful." Nie Huaili noticed the ring on Chen Shuyi's hand and wanted to reach out to take it, but Chen Shuyi slapped his hand away.

"This ring was found by my mother in the storeroom. If you want it, as long as you can completely control that damned girl, all the gold rings and pearl hairpins will be yours." Chen Shuyi stood up, placed the ruler in the hands of the maid standing beside her, and then hugged Nie Huaili sideways. "A mere prince is the best you have ever seen?"

"Now that the emperor is old, we must make plans early."

Nie Huaili put her face on Chen Shuyi's shoulder, a strange look flashed in her eyes, "What does mother mean?"

"A few days ago, the prince came to your father and said that he wanted to marry that dead girl as his wife. Your father declined, saying that it depends on the wishes of that dead girl." Chen Shuyi didn't look happy when she talked about this.

The current emperor had eight children, two of whom died.

Crown Prince Tu Ming'en was the son of the current Imperial Noble Consort Yang Ruiyue. Originally, the crown prince position was not his. However, because the third prince Tu Mingya suffered from hysteria and committed suicide, the crown prince position fell to the fourth prince.

The third prince, Tu Mingya, was the empress's third child. Her first child was a daughter, who was married off to a barbarian land by the emperor and died in childbirth. Her second child was also a daughter, who married the prime minister's son and lived a comfortable life.

The Imperial Noble Consort gave birth to twins: the Fourth Prince, now the Crown Prince Tu Ming'en. There was also the Fifth Princess, Tu Minyin, who currently lived in the Princess Residence and had not yet married. It was rumored that she had many male lovers in the residence, and men with painted faces could often be seen entering and leaving the residence.

Concubine Ning has only one child, Princess Tu Minlan, who just came of age this year.

Then there was the seventh prince, Tu Mingyuan. His mother was the princess of Tianyao Kingdom, who also died during childbirth. However, the emperor did not like the princess of Tianyao Kingdom, and after Tu Mingyuan was born, he did not pay much attention to him.

If there had not been a kind-hearted palace maid who took care of Tu Mingyuan, the seventh prince would probably not have survived until now.

It is said that the seventh prince was never favored by the emperor even after he grew up. He lived in the cold palace and was not even worthy of entering the prince's mansion.

There was also a youngest, the eighth princess, only eight years old, named Tu Aiai. Her name was casually given by the emperor, just like naming a cat or dog. Her biological mother was a lowly palace maid, whom the emperor favored after getting drunk.

Originally, she was unable to give birth to this child, but the queen was kind-hearted and argued with the emperor, which resulted in the safe birth of the eighth princess.

But the matter of the palace maid was not very glorious for the royal family, so the emperor acquiesced to killing the mother and keeping the son.

The eighth princess Tu Ai'ai now lives with the queen. She is not very close to other princes and princesses, but is close to the seventh prince Tu Mingyuan.

Because of this relationship, the queen also took extra care of Tu Mingyuan.

Now, Crown Prince Tu Ming'en wants to marry Nie Qingxue in order to get the Nie family to side with him as soon as possible. Although as the crown prince, he can inherit the throne after the emperor's death, there are other unstable factors in the process.

For example, the seventh prince.

"Why does my sister get the favor of the prince?" After knowing this, Nie Huaili raised his head and said in a dissatisfied tone.

"That's because the prince didn't see you. If you were standing in front of him, I guarantee he would like you." Chen Shuyi smiled proudly. Her daughter was the best in every way. Her looks, figure, and charming spirit were almost the same as when she was young.

"Mom, please stop teasing me." Nie Huaili lowered her head shyly. She thought of the handsome prince Tu Ming'en, and wondered which one was better, Tu Ming'en or Tu Weizhi.

"Li'er, you have to let go of that prince as soon as possible and get on good terms with the crown prince. That way, you will be the crown prince's legitimate wife. In the future, you will be the empress." If other people heard what Chen Shuyi said, they would definitely think she was dreaming.

Nie Huaili listened to Chen Shuyi's words, nodded slightly, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth, "Let me think about it again, mother."

Chen Shuyi poked Nie Huaili with her finger, feeling disappointed. "Think about it carefully."

Then Chen Shuyi looked at Xia Qing and said, "Xia Qing, you did something inappropriate. Go and accept the punishment yourself."

Xia Qing's body stiffened, and she subconsciously looked up at Nie Huaili, but Nie Huaili didn't even look at her, still immersed in his own sweet dream.

So Xia Qing had no choice but to bow and humbly said, "Yes, ma'am."

After Aunt Chen Shuyi left, Nie Huaili returned to her room. She sat in front of the dressing table and watched Chunye take off the hairpin from her hair.

"Chun Ye, when Xia Qing comes back, give this ointment to her. She was punished today for me, so we can't let her feel disappointed." Nie Huaili spoke softly. She picked up a small, flat, round white porcelain jar from the table and handed it to Chun Ye.

Chun Ye took the ointment with both hands and whispered, "Yes, Miss, I will bring this ointment to Xia Qing."

After Nie Huaili fell asleep, Chun Ye returned to the cabin and saw Xia Qing sitting by the bed with a dazed look in her eyes.

Chun Ye noticed that Xia Qing's hands were red and swollen, and seemed to be injured. She snorted softly, "I let you fight with me, now you know the consequences."

Xia Qing glanced at her, then looked away. She wanted to say that she hadn't argued with Chun Ye, but no matter how she talked, Chun Ye wouldn't change her mind. So Xia Qing didn't say anything. She looked down at her red and swollen hands, and thought of the medicine on the bedside table. She decided to wait until her hands were less painful before getting them.

Chun Ye walked to her bedside and sat down. She turned her back to Xia Qing and took out the ointment that Nie Huaili asked her to give to Xia Qing from her arms.

The things the young lady uses are naturally excellent, and Xia Qing must learn a lesson from it.

So Chunye stuffed the ointment under her pillow. She also glanced at Xia Qing, and when she saw that she wasn't looking at her, she smiled smugly.

Four days later, Nie Qingxue and Wen Shu'an arrived at Tiandu City in a carriage.

Gu Chang and the other two were still on their way by carriage.