Mrs. Qiu is tall and strong. Housekeeper Qiu looks thinner than her. She can't even drag people out.
His eyes were fixed on the wedding letter in her hand and tried every means to get it, but Mrs. Qiu had long prevented his actions and would not let him succeed!
They robbed one and hid the other. They almost wrestled together. The scene looked particularly chaotic.
Ye Zhiyuan's face was getting darker and darker, and he raised his voice. "Come on, drag them out. What a way!"
When the servant guarding the door heard the prime minister's order, he immediately ran in. Several people rushed up and dragged Mrs. Qiu out.
"Wronged, prime minister, the people's wife wants you to be the master! The one who suffered a thousand dollars has already married a wife. She didn't say it at all. The people's wife has become a concubine for no reason! How can I live... I'll kill myself!"
Mrs. Qiu refused to go at all. She shouted that she would be killed. Several people held her and pulled her out. She simply sat on the ground and began to spill.
Qi Jingrui looked at the farce and watched a woman being pulled by several big men. Somehow, he was interested.
The folding fan slapped in the palm of his hand and said directly, "let go, let go of me! Come on, if you have any grievances, just tell me, I'll decide for you!"
Several servants looked at me, I looked at you, and then turned to see the prime minister. Ye Zhiyuan frowned. He was obviously unhappy. He didn't understand why King Xiaoyao had to meddle in this business, but he still had to nod to let them go.
Qiu Qiming also dragged Mrs. Qiu. He strongly pinched her wrist and lowered his voice to warn, "don't talk nonsense to me and get back to the back kitchen, or I'll be rude to you!"
Mrs. Qiu has been held back for a long time and is unwilling to compromise at all.
She gave him a horizontal look and pushed him away very aggressively. "You're not polite to me, Qiu Qiming. When the Lord makes me the Lord, I'll divorce you!"
When ye Xiyue found her and she knew what was written on the marriage letter, she was angry.
She handed the marriage certificate to Qi Jingrui. Qiu Qiming wanted to stop it, but the man in front of him was king Xiaoyao. He didn't dare to stop it at all.
He glanced uneasily at Chu Yun not far away. This look happened to be caught by Ye Xiyue, who had been watching the play without making a sound.
She hung her eyelids, hooked her lips and smiled sarcastically. She wanted to see how the two people explained to Ye Zhiyuan for a while.
Qi Jingrui opened the Yellow wedding letter and scanned it. When he saw the last name, he read it directly.
"Qiu Qiming is the housekeeper. He and another woman named Chu Yun have the wedding letter. Do you know Chu Yun?"
He said this to Mrs. Qiu in a very natural tone, as if he didn't know who Chu Yun was.
Mrs. Qiu didn't come to the prime minister's house for long. Naturally, she didn't know that Chu Yun was the prime minister's wife's name. When she heard the speech, she shook her head.
"He hid the marriage book very tightly. The people's wife searched all over the house and found it in the dark box under the bed. When the people's wife married him, the matchmaker said he had never married, but now... Although the people's wife is a country woman, she didn't want to be a concubine and asked the Lord to be the master!"
Qi Jingrui took the marriage certificate in his hand and looked at Qiu Qiming, who shrunk his body and seemed very afraid. He said in a cold voice, "come on, what's the matter? You really have a marriage with the woman named Chu Yun in the marriage certificate? If you have already married, why deceive others?"
"Chu Yun, mom, that's not..."
Ye ChuChu subconsciously made a sound and looked up at her mother standing on her side, but she stared coldly and dared not say anything for a moment.
"Your Highness, can you show me the marriage certificate?"
Ye Zhiyuan suddenly made a noise, which made Qiu Qiming's knees soft. If he hadn't held his teeth, he would fall to the ground immediately.
"Take it."
Qi Jingrui handed the marriage certificate directly to Ye Zhiyuan.
Ye Zhiyuan looked as like as two peas tempestuous waves, and two eyes of the same name.
His hand holding the marriage letter tightened suddenly, so strong that his knuckles turned white, but only a moment later, the dark color in his eyes gradually faded and recovered to the same as before.
"It's just a marriage letter. The years are so long. Why bother! Qiu, now Qiu Qiming's wife is you. Don't make any more trouble!"
When ye Zhiyuan said this, his eyes swept over Chu Yun. It seemed warm, but in fact it was as cold as a knife. He looked at each other like falling into an ice cave.
Chu Yun's expression did not change. Even if she was upset and all kinds of emotional worries and fears poured up, she still forced to be calm.
She knew that even if ye Zhiyuan doubted, he would not say it to his face now. He was such a good face.
As long as she wants to speak well and explain well, she may get away!
"Prime minister, if it were only a matter many years ago, the civilian women wouldn't be so noisy! But he clearly remembered the woman. He hid the silk handkerchief given to him by the woman in his arms and embroidered their names on it. He looked day and night with the silk handkerchief treasure every day. It was clear that there was still her in his heart. The civilian women had met many times..."
Mrs. Qiu's words ignited Ye Zhiyuan's anger and resentment again.
His eyes stared at Qiu Qiming coldly, and the anger in his eyes almost gushed out, "did you call it out yourself, or did I let someone search?"
"Slave... Slave... Master..."
Qiu Qiming trembled with fear. He hesitated for a long time and couldn't say a complete word. His eyes subconsciously floated to Chu Yun.
Ye Zhiyuan saw it and was extremely angry. "Come on, search me. I want to see what silk handkerchief it is!"
On hearing the order, the people on the side immediately went to Qiu Qiming, pressed him three or two times, and searched out the silk handkerchief hidden in his arms.
Ye Zhiyuan saw the silk handkerchief presented by the servant. The texture was very soft. A pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water were embroidered on the silk surface. Below was the taboo of Chu Yun and Qiu Qiming.
The veins on his forehead jumped up suddenly and he was wearing such a big green hat. Even if he endured for face, he couldn't bear it at all.
His face was as black as if he could drop ink. He raised his hand and threw a slap on Chu Yun's face, "bitch!"
With this slap, he used ten percent of his strength to knock Chu Yun to the ground at once, with red and swollen cheeks, broken corners of his mouth and bleeding.
"Sir, listen to me. It's not what you think, sir!"
Chu Yun didn't care about the pain on her cheek. She opened her mouth and wanted to explain. Her eyes were red and her voice was sad. She looked like I could still feel pity at first sight.
Ye Zhiyuan was full of anger. When he saw the silk handkerchief, he was already angry. Where would he listen to her explanation.
He suddenly pushed the man away, and the sound from the bottom of his throat was like quenching the ice, "bitch, I'll settle with you later!"
Chu Yun was pushed violently, and the whole person stumbled back and fell directly to the ground.
Ye ChuChu rushed up in panic to help her, "Mom, mom, are you okay?"
She didn't know what had happened, but in her memory, Zhiyuan had always been good to Chu Yun. Now she scolded her and kicked her in front of so many people.
"Dad, what did my mother do? You want to do this? The marriage certificate may be false. Someone must have deliberately framed my mother!"
Ye ChuChu said, suddenly turning his head and reaching out to point to Ye Xiyue, "Ye Xiyue, is it you? You came back today to deliberately retaliate against me and my mother, right? Dad, all this is her conspiracy, you can't just trust them! Dad, you believe me, ye Xiyue must have deliberately designed to frame my mother, just like she framed me before..."
"Shut up!"
Ye Zhiyuan stared at her and spit out two words coldly. Zhan Zhan's cold air filled the air.
The voice fell on ye ChuChu's ear, and she was stunned. The fierce momentum with cold and murderous spirit shocked her to say no more words.
He walked in front of her and came to Qiu Qiming step by step.
At this time, Qiu Qiming was already scared to the ground. He didn't dare to look at him. He just knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously.
"Sir, listen to me... I'm not..."
Before he finished, he was interrupted by Ye Zhiyuan.
"Somebody, drag all three of them to the wood house and lock them up!"
"Yes, sir!"
Several servants immediately came forward to pull people. Chu Yun hung her eyes and didn't speak. She didn't know what she was thinking. Qiu Qiming begged for mercy, but no one paid attention to him at all.
Ye ChuChu didn't expect this to happen. She didn't expect her father to shut her down!
"Let go, let go of me, Dad, Dad..."
She cried pitifully. Her tears fell down like broken pearls, but ye Zhiyuan didn't even look at her.
The three of them were escorted down by servants. Mrs. Qiu, who finally figured out what was going on, didn't know how to deal with herself for a moment.
She didn't expect that the other person on the marriage letter was his wife, but she didn't care about Qiu Qiming's life and death when she thought of Ye Xiyue's promise to her.
Mrs. Qiu flopped and knelt in front of Ye Zhiyuan, with her forehead heavily knocked on the ground. "Prime minister, you are the master of the people's wife. The people's wife doesn't ask for anything. She just asks Qiu Qiming to give me a divorce and I'll go back to the countryside."
Ye Zhiyuan looked at her, his face full of uncontrollable anger.
If it hadn't been for this cunning woman, he wouldn't have made such an ugly face in front of King Xiaoyao and Xiao lie today.
But in the presence of the king Xiaoyao, he couldn't express his anger, so he had to wave his hand, "go down first. I'll find out what happened today!"
"Yes, the people's wife will wait for the prime minister to decide."
Mrs. Qiu said that and then kowtowed her head heavily before she got up and left the main hall.