Chapter 471: Chapter 468: My Legs Are My Own, None of Your Business

Before waiting for a reply, Yu Tingwan carefully scrutinized the Seventh Princess again.

"Seems like that’s all there is."

"The darkness under your eyes isn’t concealed."

Yu Tingwan: "Princess, are you not sleeping well?"

Yu Tingwan sat up straight: "To be honest, I know a little about medicine."

With a clatter.

Tan Jiang dropped the sword in her hand to the ground again.

Before Yu Tingwan could glare, she quickly picked it up.

Gu Wu believed.

For a moment, she was filled with mixed emotions.

Elder sister has gone through so many hardships and torment, how much effort did it take for her not to be crushed by life and still say she’s knowledgeable in various things?

Admiration filled Gu Wu’s eyes.

So, the prescription given to Yao Ru was written by elder sister!

Everything made sense then.

Yang Jingshu’s expression turned peculiar.

Her thoughts aligned with Gu Wu’s.

But she felt... Yu Tingwan might be trying to poison Yao Ru.

Ying Changqiao didn’t even want to deal with her.

Yu Tingwan denied the rouge wasn’t great, doesn’t that mean she said her complexion wasn’t good!

Damn woman!

Yu Tingwan was very calm: "Princess, give me your hand."

Her aura and demeanor gave a very impressive impression.

Ying Changqiao couldn’t very well confront her, so she suppressed her temper with a half-smile and sat down, thinking she was going to take her pulse and having some disdain for Yu Tingwan’s touch.

But, to have a look wouldn’t hurt.

Indeed, she hadn’t been feeling well these past few days.

Ying Changqiao postponed the matter of dealing with Yao Ru.

She sat down nearby, laid a handkerchief on her wrist, and allowed her to feel her pulse.

"How did Young Madam Wei come here?"

"My Imperial Sister-in-law has a cold heart, won’t entertain guests; you might as well come to my courtyard and have a seat."

Who says people in Shangjing don’t wear a facade?

Clearly, they hate her to death, yet they still interact with her.

Yu Tingwan was puzzled by this: "The legs are on my body, is it your concern?"

She calmly glanced at Ying Changqiao.

Pulled the handkerchief open.

Then seriously...

Looked at her palm.

Yao Ru: ...

Ying Changqiao: ??

Gu Wu was surprised: "Elder sister can also read palms?"

Yu Tingwan modestly: "Just a little."

She pretended to examine it briefly.

Yu Tingwan: "Princess, are you about twenty-five or six?"

As the last syllable fell, the pavilion fell into a dead silence again.

It was as if even the wind had stopped.

Gu Wu whispered from the side: "She’s a year younger than elder sister."

Yu Tingwan surprised: "Really? She looks a bit old."

The makeup is too garish.

She was speaking honestly.

Ying Changqiao: ???

She suddenly stood up: "How dare you mock this palace!"

Yu Tingwan unhurried: "The Princess’s palm tells me you aren’t good at dealing with people."

She pressed a fingertip to the corner of her lips: "Shh, don’t rush, listen to me."

"The Prince Consort is indulgent in romance, although he eats and lives with the Princess, he secretly keeps a mistress."

This matter was quite scandalous, quite a few people knew.

"Upon learning this, the Princess was furious, buried the mistress alive. She even appealed to the Holy Emperor, and His Majesty was enraged, caned the Prince Consort thirty times, dragging him out bloody, half-dead, to serve as punishment."

"Your mother-in-law harbors resentment but dares not mention it. After all, she must also consider your attitude."

She spoke slowly.

Speaking of things that outsiders didn’t know.

"But when your sister-in-law went to visit the comatose Prince Consort, she complained once. That very day, she was pushed down by the Princess from the attic, and her six-month fetus was gone, her body damaged and incapable of conceiving again."

The Prince Consort’s family dare not bring this to the palace, everyone keeps their mouth shut.

But Ying Changqiao was nervous.

She gave a harsh warning for them to keep quiet. Yet feeling guilty, she turned and hid at the Second Prince Mansion.

Ying Changqiao was displeased and didn’t like hearing this: "How do you know? It’s none of your business, my matters are none of your concern!"

It was naturally the Dark Crow!

Yu Tingwan even knew.

"The Princess has a thumb-sized mole on her stomach."

Ying Changqiao suddenly looked at her.

Such a private matter, how did she know!

Yu Tingwan: "Don’t look at me like that."

She was earnest: "I’m not some evil spirit."

She still didn’t forget her ’medical skills.’

"This is an illness, but my medical skills are limited, I can’t treat it."

Ying Changqiao had a moment where she really thought she was ill.

Yu Tingwan remained nonchalant.

"By the way, the Prince Consort was able to walk a few days ago, came over to reconcile."

"Princess should still go back with him, you can’t stay at the Second Prince Mansion ordering people around forever."

"Once the Prince Consort’s wounds healed, he forgot the pain, kept staring at the maids in the Princess’s quarters, I fear it won’t take long before he keeps mistresses again."

Ying Changqiao couldn’t show magnanimity, so why bother.

"When caught again, you’ll bury them alive, and he’ll be caned by His Majesty again, but this time there won’t be a pregnant sister for you to push."

"You!"

Ying Changqiao slammed the table, sending the tea set tumbling to the ground.

Tea water and broken pieces spread all around.

"Not to mention, His Majesty is gravely ill now, and the Princes are fighting amongst themselves, waiting to catch each other’s mistakes. The Princess is the Second Prince’s own sister, better be sensible, don’t bring him trouble."

Yu Tingwan helped Ying Changqiao tidy her attire.

"Be smart."

"The Second Prince cares for you, but if he finds you’ve caused trouble, he might help to warn the Prince Consort’s family, but if things get out of hand, and he can’t cover it up?"

When it comes to benefits, is there really familial love?

"You dare threaten this palace?"

At this moment, Ying Changqiao’s confidence had already waned.

"How can the Princess view me this way?"

Yu Tingwan: "In this world, there are no walls that don’t let the wind pass."

She truly was diligent in her guidance.

"I have no grudge with the Princess, surely I’m incapable of doing that kind of heartless thing."

"The Second Prince Consort is your sister-in-law, if you do badly, the Second Prince fares poorly, naturally she won’t fare well either."

She also pointed to Gu Wu.

"She also has no grievance with you."

Then pointed to Yang Jingshu.

Yang Jingshu’s eyelids twitched: "I have a good relationship with the Princess."

"How are you close?"

"Miss Yang, you shouldn’t joke, you’ll be the Fourth Prince Consort in the future, different factions, there’s no knowing if someday you’ll sell out the Seventh Princess, what good relationship is there?"

Yang Jingshu quickly said: "Princess, you..."

"Enough!"

Ying Changqiao thought Yu Tingwan was just a petty person, capable of doing disgraceful things.

But if things got around, surely, surely, she’d suspect Yang Jingshu first.

After all, Yang Jingshu was like-minded with her, not a good person.

Yu Tingwan gave her a chiding look: "Look at you, still anxious. You’re already a mother, this temper needs reining in."

Well...

Yang Jingshu thought she found her weakness: "The Princess only married half a year, how could there be a child?"

Saying such a thing without first finding out.

Yu Tingwan pretended not to hear that.

She fixed her eyes on the Seventh Princess with a cold smile on her lips.

"Really...none?"

Ying Changqiao felt a sudden thump in her heart.

Before marrying, she stayed for a period at her maternal grandparent’s residence and had an affair with a scholar supported by the family.

Yu Tingwan seemed to remember something, quickly said: "My mistake, I didn’t make it clear."

She pressed a hand on Ying Changqiao’s shoulder: "The Princess was at the Second Prince Mansion, how could she know that your mother-in-law went out this morning to a suburban temple to pray for her children’s safety and picked up a child on the way."

"Not likely abandoned, looks fair and clean, a little girl. With a golden necklace around her neck, engraved with a fortune character."

Ying Changqiao’s body stiffened.

"Your mother-in-law, kind-hearted, searched around unsure whose it was, filed a report to the Government Office, but they only help post notices and don’t take care of them, so your mother-in-law brought her home."

Yes.

It was found.

Definitely not something Yu Tingwan had Shunzi go and steal early in the morning.

Yu Tingwan beamed: "If they can’t find her biological parents, perhaps your mother-in-law may be willing to raise her."

"In that case, the Princess could be considered half a mother."

So, aren’t you going back?