bestfiction Chapter 329 Under Control
Chapter 329 Under Control
Seeing that he could get no more information from them, Yun Shang's eyes flashed with a cold light. He casually pressed the pressure points on the two men, rendering them temporarily unable to move.
He turned to look at Yu Wan and said, "What this person said must be true. It seems that this matter is related to Consort De in the palace. You go back to your room and rest. I will go and handle the follow-up."
Yu Wan nodded. "Okay, go ahead, be careful."
Back in her room, Yu Wan rolled over and lay down on the bed, staring blankly at the canopy above her head.
Consort De truly lives up to her reputation as the mother of that scoundrel Prince Yong; like mother, like son.
Consort De and Prince Yong are truly of the same ignominious lineage.
Su Qingchan is not dead, this matter is definitely not over.
Moreover, Consort De probably didn't inform Prince Yong beforehand when she took action, and she wondered if the mother and son would clash over this matter. She was actually quite curious to see the two of them fight.
Originally not sleepy, Yu Wan's thoughts drifted away as she pondered, and she unknowingly drifted off to sleep.
When she woke up, the sky outside had already turned dusky.
It's almost dark.
Yu Wan got out of bed, her mind still a bit foggy. It took her a while to realize that she was in the plum garden.
By this time, all the guests who came to the plum garden to admire the flowers today should have already left.
What about Yunshang?
He left too?
There was no sound from the surroundings, so it didn't seem like anyone else was there.
Yu Wan couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
The vixen said she was there to pick her up, but she didn't even wait for her to go back together!
Yu Wan stood up angrily, casually straightened her somewhat disheveled clothes, and strode towards the door.
She suddenly flung open the door, and a gust of cold wind rushed in, causing the plum tree in the yard to sway gently. There was indeed not a soul in sight in the yard.
Yu Wan frowned and walked out of the courtyard.
She had only taken a few steps out of the courtyard when a familiar voice came from behind her: "Where are you going?"
Yu Wan paused, turned around abruptly, and saw Yun Shang standing not far away, holding an exquisite food box in his hand.
The candlesticks beside him were already lit, and the pale yellow candlelight reflected on the man's flawless, porcelain-white skin, outlining his ink-black eyebrows and high nose bridge. His appearance was even more eye-catching than the plum blossoms in the plum garden.
"Where did you go?" Yu Wan crossed her arms and glanced at him sideways. "I thought you left by yourself."
Looking at her lively and expressive eyes, Yun Shang couldn't help but smile slightly, a gentle smile appearing in his eyes.
He walked a few steps to Yu Wan, handed her the food box, and said softly, "After I finished my work, I saw that you were already asleep, so I went to the kitchen, thinking that you would be hungry when you woke up."
Yu Wan's gaze was immediately drawn to the food box. Her nose twitched as she smelled the familiar sweet aroma, and her stomach rumbled at just the right moment.
She pursed her lips, reached out and took the food box, but said rudely, "At least you have some conscience."
Yun Shang looked at her with a smile, his smile full of doting affection.
The two of them walked out together.
Yu Wan was slowly eating pastries when Yun Shang reached out to wipe the crumbs from the corner of her mouth, her voice gentle, "Mother originally wanted to wait for you to go back together, but I saw that she was exhausted after a long day, so I let her go back to the Duke of Anguo's mansion first."
Yu Wan nodded with a pastry in her mouth.
She ate two pieces to fill her stomach and then handed the food box back to Yun Shang.
"By the way, how's the matter with those assassins going?"
A cold glint flashed in Yun Shang's eyes, and his voice turned colder, "I sent those people to the Dali Temple."
He went to the Dali Temple to report the case, and Prince Chen would surely present the case to Emperor Wenjing.
Consort De repeatedly hired assassins to kill people, and even Emperor Wenjing, with his good temper, would surely be displeased.
The next day, Consort De learned that the people she had hired had failed again, and she was so angry that she almost fainted.
Upon learning that her son had caused the trouble, she became even more furious.
Upon learning that Prince Yong was actually keeping Su Qingchan in his mansion, she could no longer control her emotions and smashed everything she could get her hands on.
The sound of shattering porcelain was particularly jarring in the silent palace.
Consort De's face was full of anger, her chest heaving violently, and she shouted, "What exactly does this unfilial son want to do!"
The personal maid Ruyi, standing nearby, trembled with fear and cautiously advised, "Your Majesty, please calm down. It's not worth getting sick from anger."
Consort De wouldn't listen to a word she said. She paced back and forth in the hall, gritting her teeth as she said, "I've tried every means to get rid of Su Qingchan, but he's hiding her in his own residence. Isn't that openly opposing me?"
The more Consort De thought about it, the angrier she became. She immediately ordered her sedan chair to be prepared, as she was going to Prince Yong's residence to ask him for an explanation.
Inside the Prince Yong's residence, the Prince Yong was leisurely playing with the birds in the cage when he heard a servant announce that Consort De had arrived. A look of confusion flashed across his face, and he hurriedly went out to greet her.
Upon seeing Prince Yong, Consort De disregarded any notions of maternal love and filial piety, and launched into a tirade of abuse:
"What exactly is wrong with you? I sent someone to kill Su Qingchan, why did you interfere? And you even kept her in your mansion, are you trying to drive me crazy!"
Prince Yong was caught off guard by the barrage of insults and didn't immediately recover.
After he realized what was happening, he slowly bowed to Consort De and asked, "Why did Mother Consort kill Su Qingchan?"
Consort De was furious. "She talked nonsense in front of Xiao Huanyan. Your cousin even came to the palace yesterday to question me. Shouldn't I kill such a troublesome person?"
Prince Yong didn't take it to heart, saying, "My cousin always listens to my mother. A few words of explanation from her will suffice. Why get so angry?"
"Mother, I still have use for Su Qingchan, so we can't touch her now."
Consort De sneered, "What use is she? She's a menace; keeping her around will only cause trouble sooner or later."
Prince Yong frowned slightly, his expression calm, and said unhurriedly:
“Mother, Yu Wan and Yun Shang are too difficult to deal with, but Su Qingchan is different. She has been deceived by her son and now only has eyes for him. Once a woman falls in love, she is like a fool. At that time, she will do whatever I ask her to do.”
The anger on Consort De's face lessened slightly, but her eyes were still full of suspicion. "Are you so sure that Su Qingchan will obey you? What if she is just pretending to be obedient, and secretly joining forces with Yu Wan to deal with you?"
Prince Yong retorted without hesitation, a smug smile playing on his lips, "Mother, you can rest assured. I've put a lot of effort into winning her over; she's long been devoted to me."
"She now believes she is the future Princess Consort of Yong. She comes from a humble background and probably never thought she could become a princess consort with her status. Now that the Su family is gone, she has nowhere to retreat. How can she resist such temptation?"
"Mother, please rest assured, everything is under your control."
Upon hearing this, the displeasure on Consort De's face vanished completely.
The mother and son spoke in hushed tones for a while, completely unaware that a figure lingered by the back window for a moment before silently departing.