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"Elder sister, you were almost killed by An Lingyi, your grandmother let her go so easily, it's really too much. I'll go and teach her a lesson now."

An Lingjun's thin face was filled with anger. Why was An Lingyi able to scheme and frame her sister, but in the end only took the servant girl by her side as punishment, and not received the slightest bit of blame?

An Lingge shook her head, and advised him, "No need, it was my idea to push out the servant girl beside her. Moreover, you have only just returned to your residence. At this time, if you go and find trouble with An Lingyi, your grandmother and father's impression of you won't be good. "

"Who needs their good impression?" An Lingjun casually curled hherlips. Ever since she was sent to the palace to read to the Ninth Prince, his father and grandmother had never visited him. He knew that he had already been abandoned by them.

If not for the Emperor's sudden decision to open the Jingdu Academy, it was still unknown whether or not he would be able to leave the Imperial Palace.

An Lingge's expression slightly changed, and looked at An Lingjun with a solemn gaze, "Junge, you should know that you are a Hereditary Prince of the Prince An's Palace, so your every word and action represents the face of the Prince An's Palace. If you treat your father with such contempt and are seen by others, it would be hard to avoid those vile people who want to use this as an excuse to attack you."

What did it matter?

An Lingjun wanted to retort, but when she saw An Lingge's expression, the words in her mouth did not come out.

He answered with a muffled voice, afraid that his sister would be angry. "I know, I won't be like this in the future. Don't be angry, sister."

Why would An Lingge be angry at him? She was just worried that the Junge had been in the Imperial Palace for so many years, and their relationship with the rest of the people in the palace was not very close.

But no matter what she said, Junge would never truly remember this kind of thing.

She sighed inwardly. With a sad and helpless expression on her usually calm face, she said, "Go back to your own courtyard. Grandmother just gave me permission to take a few days leave at the academy. I'm taking this opportunity to go out for a walk."

An Lingjun still had something sshe wanted to say, but seeing that An Lingge did not want to say anymore, he pursed her lips and bid her farewell.

On the other side, Madam Li and An Lingyi returned back to their courtyard together. The latter heaved a sigh of relief, and with a pleased expression on her face, she said, "Grandmother doesn't want to pursue this matter, it's really great news."

She looked at Madam Li and affectionately pulled her arm, a little puzzled. "Mother, why do you look unhappy?"

Madam Li was deep in thought, but her daughter called her back to reality. She shook her head and laughed, "Mother is not unhappy, Mother is thinking about something."

An Lingyi replied with an "oh". She didn't ask what the Madam Li was thinking, as if she would naturally tell her what her mother had said.

Sure enough, Madam Li dismissed the servant at her side, her delicate face carrying a hint of sternness, "I thought about it, that bitch An Lingge is not easy to deal with. After plotting against her several times, not only was she able to escape, she even managed to put on an act herself."

was also very agitated in his heart. This An Lingge was like a monster; no matter how he framed, he would not die.

"Mom, are you saying that you have a way to deal with her?" An Lingyi knew what her mother was thinking when she heard him. The corner of her mouth raised, and her expression was filled with anticipation and excitement.

Madam Li slightly nodded her head, her eyes full of malicious cold intent, "What Princess An left behind, is not only that little bitch An Lingge, but also An Lingjun."

Previously, An Lingjun was sent to the palace as a Hereditary Prince to be her reading partner, but everyone knew that was only on the surface. In reality, it was because the Emperor was worried about his Prince An's Palace that An Lingjun entered the palace as a protector.

Since ancient times, a person who acted as a protector would never have a good ending, not to mention that when An Lingjun was at the Imperial Palace, she was secretly instructed by the Imperial Noble Consort Li.

That was why the Madam Li didn't put An Lingjun in her eyes. Sooner or later, this Hereditary Prince would definitely be killed by someone in the palace.

Who knew that the emperor would suddenly use such a trick, releasing An Lingjun, and then return to the Prince An's Palace to become his Hereditary Prince.

Her brother Yuan was only eight years old this year, but he had already grown up to be sensible. Previously, when An Lingjun was sent to the Imperial Palace, Aunt Wei brought An Lingyu to the side courtyard.

But now that the Aunt Wei had received the old lady's attention, and moved from the side courtyard to the main courtyard, An Lingyu had risen in status along with her, far older brother's position had already been shaken, and now with An Lingjun holding him back, he was just a concubine who could not be bothered.

Her expression changed slightly as she continued to speak to An Lingyi, "An Lingge is very cunning, but I heard from the people in the palace that An Lingjun is a reckless and impulsive person, as long as she is slightly agitated, he will fall for it, and we will start with him and give these two sisters a ruthless beating."

"Good idea." An Lingyi's eyes lit up, she could not wait to ask for more details.

The Madam Li lowered her voice, and the two talked for a while before An Lingyi laughed out, "Mother, your method is so good, An Lingjun will definitely fall for it, at that time, we will even drag An Lingge into the water."

Madam Li smiled without saying a word. She had stayed in this mansion for so many years, so she naturally could see the hatred An Lingjun had towards her.

The more An Lingjun was angry, the easier it was for him to make a move.

An Lingge never thought that her worries would become reality. Aunt Li was indeed going to take action.

She was sitting at the table and reading Chu Yu's letter.

Lu Jingyu had also gone to somewhere outside the capital to collect as many medicinal herbs as possible, but she did not have much money in her hands, so even if he had taken some from the Embroidery Pavilion that day, it was still far from enough.

It hadn't even been a month, and the money was almost all gone.

If this went on, he would not be able to hoard any more medicinal herbs. If the plague broke out, he would only be left with nothing but a cup of water and a plate of firewood.

Just as she was thinking of a way, Bi Zhu pulled open the curtain and walked in, "Miss, the people from the kitchen have been lazy lately, a bowl of silver ear soup needs to be prepared with the help of your servant. It is not like the people from the warehouse."

The kitchen was controlled by the Madam Li, but the warehouse was handed over to the Madam Wang. One had enmity with her, while the other wanted to rope her in.

Moreover, An Lingyi failed to frame him, and had instead threw in a servant girl beside him, and was even criticized by the old mistress in front of so many people. Although the Madam Li did not dare to do it openly, secretly instructing the servants to make things difficult for him, was not a difficult matter.

But when it came to the warehouse, An Lingge's eyes lit up.