"It is indeed a child." The queen said coldly, "Even Duke Yu is too doting on his daughter, and he spoils her beyond recognition."

"It's not strange for Duke Yu to favor his legitimate daughter." Aunt Rong said with a smile, "After all, she is the daughter of old age. There is no other male in the family except a daughter. The Duke's government is probably counting on this daughter to support the family.

, Yu Manrou has an arrogant and domineering temperament, and recently I heard Eunuch Cui say that she asked Eunuch Yu to go to the emperor to ask for marriage."

"Marriage? To whom?" the queen asked with a frown.

"This..." Grandma Rong hesitated, seeming to regret that she shouldn't have spoken out about it.

The queen's face darkened and she stared at Aunt Rong.

"Say." She uttered one word slowly.

Aunt Rong hurriedly bowed and saluted with a solemn expression: "This is His Royal Highness Prince Chen."

The queen's expression changed.

"She's got her wishful thinking," she said slowly, with a sarcastic curve on her lips, "I just don't want to think about it, is she worthy?"

Although this sentence is very simple, it carries endless determination to kill, showing the queen's anger and murderous intention at this time.

"Yes, is she worthy?" Aunt Rong hurriedly agreed, "That's why I'm worried, I'm afraid she will embarrass the princess."

The Queen sneered: "She dares." She stretched out her index finger and tapped on the table. "She dares to compete with my Zhi Yao for her husband. She doesn't care about her status."

Aunt Rong nodded hurriedly in agreement.

The queen smiled again, dignified, elegant and noble.

"But our Ziyao is not going to let her bully her." She said with a smile, "If she dares to hurt anyone, I will send her to the temple to undergo spiritual training and tell her not to come out to see anyone else for the rest of her life."

Grandma Rong showed an expression of approval.

The queen leaned back in the chair, a cold light flashing in her eyes.

"If she dares to spoil our Yao's marriage, I will deprive her of her title in the Yu family." She said slowly, her eyes full of viciousness, "Didn't Yu Guogong's sister also want to steal someone else's marriage?

In the end, she snatched her away, and the Qiu family's daughter was disfigured and became a joke in the capital. Soon after, the Qiu family moved their entire family."

"I won't mention these old things about old sesame seeds and rotten millet." Speaking of this, Aunt Rong thought of something and said hurriedly, "My Majesty, do you think this will happen again in the Duke's Mansion?"

"Don't even think about it. I am not from the Qiu family. If he dares to do this to Sheng Zhiyao, I will destroy the Yu family." The queen sneered and then smiled, her expression relaxed, "No matter what, Yuan Chen will not agree.

of."

Grandma Rong smiled and nodded, but suddenly looked hesitant.

"Mother, this is Yu Manrou..." she said hesitantly, "What if she really uses force to force her?"

The queen burst into laughter and shed tears.

"Then I'll help her and let her hit rock bottom." She smiled and stroked her hands, with a cold tone and sinister eyes, "This is the trick they used back then. I was just a boudoir girl at that time, so I couldn't interfere.

This time they want to use it on Yuan Chen, dreaming."

She stood up suddenly.

"Let's go back to the palace." She said, "I have to remind Yuan Chen about this. Yuxian is no longer here, and I can't let others bully her precious granddaughter."

Aunt Rong hurriedly held her arm and ordered someone to drive her.

After the poetry meeting ended, word spread throughout the capital that Princess Yongchen of the Imperial Garden had written a poem, causing an uproar.

After Yu Manrou returned to the Duke's Mansion, she smashed everything in the house, and then she collapsed on the soft couch and cried.

The maid and servant were so frightened that they knelt on the ground.

"Useless trash." Yu Manrou's sharp and hoarse voice echoed through the room.

When Yu Guogong came after hearing the news, Yu Manrou raised her head and burst into tears.

"Father," she choked, "this time I am embarrassed at my grandma's house. My reputation is completely ruined."

"It's not your fault." Yu Guogong sighed and said gently, "This is none of your business."

"I'm not willing to do it." Yu Manrou gritted her teeth, "I am no match for Sheng Zhiyao. I have learned ten times and a hundred times more than her. How could she beat me?"

Duke Yu gave her a few words of comfort.

"What qualifications does she have to participate in the poetry meeting?" Yu Manrou shouted, "Father, go and complain to His Majesty and drive her out of the capital. She is not worthy of staying in the capital at all."

Yu Guogong frowned and shook his head: "It's all my father's fault. I only found out today that this is a banquet specially organized by the emperor for Sheng Zhiyao. If I had known this, I shouldn't have let you go. Originally, I wanted you to take advantage of this poem.

He will show off his power, I didn’t expect..."

"This bitch!" Yu Manrou shouted, with a ferocious and twisted expression, "Father, you have to take it out on me."

"Father is already thinking of a way for you. This daughter of the Sheng family is so ignorant of praise. We must teach her a lesson, otherwise she will think that our Yu family is a fool."

"Then what does father plan to do?" Yu Manrou asked eagerly.

Yu Guogong looked solemn.

"I want to make it impossible for her to get married." He whispered, "Since the emperor likes her so much, let her stay in the palace. Anyway, there is plenty of room in the palace, and the emperor can afford to support her."

Yu Manrou was stunned for a moment and then understood.

"Wonderful, wonderful." She clapped her hands and laughed, "Let her stay in the palace shamelessly, make the queen hate her, make her unable to get married, and finally die miserably in the palace. Such revenge is really a relief."

Duke Yu touched her shoulder.

"Don't worry, this method of revenge is cruel, but it will never dirty your hands. You don't need to be stained with blood, and I don't want you to be stained at all." He said.

Yu Manrou snuggled into her father's arms.

"Father, it's great to have you," she said, tears rolling down her face, "I knew you were the best to me, dad."

Duke Yu held her in his arms and caressed her shoulders, looking pitiful.

"You silly boy, our father and daughter have the same life, so why should we share the same life with each other? How could my father be willing to let you suffer?" He murmured.

Yu Manrou lay in his arms and glanced aside from the corner of her eyes. The maids and servants all lowered their eyes and retreated outside the screen.

She looked away.

"Father," she said coquettishly against Yu Guogong's chest, "don't you find it strange? How could a six-year-old Sheng Zhiyao write so many poems? She must have cheated, she is not a good person at all.

Talented and intelligent.”

Duke Yu looked slightly startled.

"Maybe it's not a coincidence," he said, "after all, she did write some poems before, and even the Tutor wanted to take her under his wing."

Yu Manrou sneered.

"Father, you don't understand, not everyone can write poetry." She said, "She was just lucky."

"But what if he is really talented?" Yu Guogong asked.
Chapter completed!