"What?" Chen Ji was startled, and she took a few steps forward, staring fiercely at the servant in front of her, "Speak clearly to me."
The servant immediately swallowed his saliva and took two deep breaths before stopping, "The young master almost ran into the Eighth Prince's carriage when he went out. A doll carved in pink and jade got out of the car. He insisted on saying that we are bad guys. , took the young master and got on the carriage. I don’t know what the young master and the Eighth Prince said, but at this moment, the carriage is almost at the gate of the Right Prime Minister’s Mansion. "
"Eighth Prince?" Chen Ji was shocked and felt as if she was going to be dizzy.
What kind of good luck did that little bastard Yu Baoer have? He could meet noble people even when he went out. The most terrible thing is that this eighth prince is also a nosy master, and... he actually believes the words of a madman.
"What should I do? Rou'er, what should I do now? I said that the little bastard will do bad things sooner or later if he is left here. Now it's okay. He went to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Even if the Prime Minister doesn't believe what he said, there are eight The prince is here, then the right prime minister... wouldn't it be..."
Chen Jixin sighed heavily, stretched out her hand to grab Yu Qingrou's arm, and her forehead was covered with sweat.
Yu Qingrou couldn't help but frown, biting her lower lip with her teeth, her expression gloomy.
After a while, she patted Chen Jixin's hand and said in a steady voice, "Mom, calm down. Yu Baoer has gone to Youxiang Mansion now, and we can't sit still and wait for death. Come on, let's go too. . While they have just arrived, let’s strike first.”
"Why should we strike first?" Seeing that her daughter had an idea, Chen Jixin breathed out a little, nodded and asked someone to prepare the carriage.
Yu Qingrou's eyes suddenly turned ferocious, her expression cold. Then, under Chen Jixin's worried gaze, she grabbed the teacup on the side and threw it at her head.
"Ah... Rou'er, what are you doing?" Chen Jixin screamed and quickly snatched the tea cup from her hand, "Rou'er, are you crazy? How can you hit yourself on the head with a tea cup? How can I get married after I have a scar?"
Yu Qingrou smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry, I am sensible. This force is not very strong, it will only cause swelling. If you go back and apply it with a boiled egg, it will be fine. It will not leave any scars." .”
With that said, she held up her skirt and walked out of the hall, looked carefully into the yard, and finally broke off a thin branch from a potted plant and handed it to Chen Jixin with her backhand.
"Mom, use this to slap my arm, hard."
"This this… "
"Mom, hurry up, the carriage over there is ready. If we don't set off quickly, the right minister may come to the door after listening to Yu Baoer's words." Yu Qingrou saw that she was not moving and hurriedly urged her. .
Although Chen Jixin didn't understand what her daughter was going to do, she still knew her daughter's temperament. Yu Qingrou was smart. Since she asked her to do this, she must have a solution in mind.
"Hey." With a heavy sigh, Chen Jixin finally gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, aiming at her slender arm and swiping it hard.
"Come again." Yu Qingrou groaned. The branch was painful on her arm, and the pain made her want to scream.
Chen Ji gritted her teeth and gave it two or three more severe blows. Then she threw the branch to the ground and said, "That's it."
"Well, mother, let's go." Yu Qingrou turned up her sleeves slightly, then helped Chen Jixin out of the gate of Yu Mansion and got on the carriage waiting outside.
As soon as the curtain was lowered, Yu Qingrou couldn't wait to speak, "Quick, go to the Prime Minister's Mansion."
As soon as the coachman responded, the carriage was already rolling forward with a rumble.
Chen Jixin took one look at the injuries on Yu Qingrou's forehead and arm, and couldn't help but slap the car frame hard, and said angrily, "It's all that little bastard's fault. Catch him later and look at me." Don’t kill him.”
Yu Qingrou didn't answer, she just stuck her head in and asked the servant sitting outside, "When you come back, how far is the Eighth Prince from the Youxiang Mansion?"
"It's not far away. Brother Liang thinks something is wrong, so he quickly asks the younger one to come back and tell the madam and the young lady."
"So, they should have entered the Right Prime Minister's Mansion by now?"
The servant paused for a moment, lowered his head and thought for a while, "That's not necessarily the case. Brother Liang will probably find a way to hold the Eighth Prince back."
Yu Qingrou nodded, asked the driver to speed up a little more, and then lowered the curtain.
He was right, Liang Jiu was quite smart and knew what to do.
Ye Haoran didn't expect that when he was getting closer and closer to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the servant who had been following the carriage would dare to rush in front of his own car and stop the carriage.
Yu Baoer's face turned pale and she looked at Ye Haoran nervously. Her palms gradually tightened, looking very irritable.
This is all going to the Prime Minister's Mansion. He will see the Prime Minister soon. How can he fall short at this time
No, he can't be captured again, otherwise there will really be no chance at all.
"Why, you are so brave, dare to block my Eighth Prince's carriage?" Ye Haoran coolly opened the curtain of the carriage and glanced coldly at Liang Jiu who was kneeling in front of the carriage.
Liang Jiu smiled and hurriedly apologized, "My lord, you didn't say you wanted to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion."
"Be brave, do I have to tell you where I am going?"
Liang Jiu was stunned, quickly lowered his head, and immediately started to tremble, "I don't dare, I don't dare, my lord, I forgive you. But, I've already sent someone back to report to the lord, my wife, and the young master went to the eighth prince's house. At this moment, I am afraid that the master and his wife have already gone to the prince's mansion. Now... if the prince is a guest in the Youxiang Mansion, wouldn't they miss the opportunity? "
Ye Haoran twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling very ridiculous, "Who is your master and his wife? Don't I even have the qualifications to make them wait? Or are they more capable than the right minister and worthy of me putting down my right hand?" Prime Minister go to see them first?"
Liang Jiu was startled, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, "That's not what I meant. I'm just worried that the young master will suddenly become ill. If he enters the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, what will he do if he collides with the Right Prime Minister? So, It will also implicate the Eighth Prince. Such a sin cannot be shouldered by a villain."
The corners of Yu Baoer's mouth were pursed tightly, and the hands holding the robe were all wet with sweat. He had thought about it, if Liang Jiu didn't get out of the way, he would have to rush in, otherwise it would be too late when Yu Qingrou and her daughter came over.
Ye Haoran naturally knew that Liang Jiu was stalling for time, and he just had the leisurely spirit to accompany him to say a few words. After all, he also had his own plans in mind.
However, just when several people were having their own thoughts, the door of Youxiang Mansion was suddenly opened.
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