The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 761 The best friend of the reborn daughter of the Duke's Mansion (3)

When Yin Caiwei saw her father coming in, she felt relieved, but she was more afraid and nervous.

She crawled forward on her knees, hugged Yin Chengye's thighs, and said in a trembling voice: "Dad, please save me!"

However, at this moment, Yin Chengye did not show any sympathy or sympathy for her as usual.

Just now, he listened to the whole incident in the side hall and had made a clear decision in his mind.

He first paid his respects to the Queen Mother and several other nobles, then sighed softly and said in a firm tone: "What happened today was all caused by the lax family education of Duke Xing's family. No matter what the consequences are, I am willing to bear them.

I only ask the Queen Mother to have mercy on her and spare her life, considering how difficult it is to be a parent."

Princess Fu'an ignored Yin Chengye and picked up the teacup beside her and took a sip.

She frowned slightly, as if because the tea was not at the right temperature.

Seeing this, the Queen Mother asked, "Fu'an, what do you think about this?"

In fact, the reason why the Queen Mother made things difficult for Duke Xing was that she hoped to let her daughter vent her anger, so she wanted to hear her opinion.

Princess Fu'an raised a faint smile and said softly, "I hate to see lovers unable to marry."

As she spoke, she glanced at Yin Caiwei who was kneeling at Yin Chengye's feet. Seeing her crying and her eyes red and swollen, she added, "Your face is all red from crying, and your eyes are really swollen too."

The tone without any sharpness made Yin Chengye pause.

Time always favors happy and noble women. Compared with his wife, Princess Fu'an Zhao Zhirou's appearance has not changed much.

The passage of time has not taken away her beauty, but her once slightly immature appearance now has a different charm.

Seeing a peerless flower that once "belonged" to him finally blooming in someone else's hands, while he was not even qualified to touch it, Yin Chengye felt even more bitter.

Seeing that Yin Chengye didn't say anything but just kept staring at her, Zhao Zhirou became more and more unhappy.

Ye Huanqing naturally saw this situation as well, and walked over to Yin Chengye and said, "My Lord, please take a seat with me!"

After being reminded like this, Yin Chengye finally woke up from his dream and withdrew his gaze.

"Since the princess cares for them so much, I believe you won't make things difficult for them." Yin Chengye expressed his trust in Princess Fu'an.

"After all, she is a woman with a bad reputation. She cannot be my principal wife, so I will take her as my concubine!" Zhao Zhirou explained with embarrassment, "We must fulfill our love, and we cannot ignore the etiquette and laws of our ancestors.

However, since the legitimate daughter of the Duke's Mansion became a concubine, it would be difficult to decide on the candidate for the principal wife, and the Third Prince also wanted to give an explanation to Duke Xing.

Fortunately, Duke Xing has more than one daughter, but the status of a concubine's daughter is lower after all. I would like to ask Duke Xing to consider raising a co-wife, and then her daughter will naturally be considered a legitimate daughter."

Yin Chengye stared at Princess Fu'an in shock. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He gritted his teeth and said, "Does the Princess mean that the two daughters of my Yin family should marry the Third Prince, with the concubine's daughter as the principal wife and the legitimate daughter as the concubine?"

"If the concubine is promoted, then both of them will be legitimate daughters. It doesn't matter who is older or younger!" Princess Fu'an immediately showed an expression of sudden enlightenment and said, "By the way, you don't have to worry too much about the marriage of the Su family."

As he said that, he took out the letter of divorce that Shi Yue had brought back.

"This is the letter of withdrawal of engagement written by the Su family." Princess Fu'an handed it to the Queen Mother and said, "Your family is really dishonest. You openly acted like sisters with the young lady, but then you turned around and fell in love with her fiancé.

Moreover, they were talking about love without hiding from others. What happened in the courtyard and the restaurant where they had dinner together were all known by everyone. "

As soon as these words were spoken, Yin Caiwei couldn't help but gasp. She had no idea that everything she and the Third Prince did was known to the Su family.

This is not right! When did Su Xiangran become so sharp-eyed and sharp-eared?

Zhao Jiaheng was also surprised. It turned out that the seemingly secret matter had been exposed long ago.

Yin Chengye was also more and more frightened the more he listened, but he could only deal with it according to the method proposed by Princess Fu'an, unless...

A thought flashed through his mind, and the look he gave Yin Caiwei became a little cold.

"Since the Duke has agreed, Miss Yin can stay in the palace!" Princess Fu'an ruined Yin Chengye's plan right from the start. "Although she is just a concubine, my mistress will not treat her badly.

It’s just that due to etiquette, some ceremony was given, but after all, they are lovers, so Duke Ye can rest assured.”

"Thank you, Princess, for mediating." Yin Chengye felt like he was about to vomit blood, but he could only thank the other party respectfully.

After this matter was settled, the eldest princess arranged for Shi Yue to go to the Su Mansion to inform them of the successful cancellation of the engagement.

As for herself, seeing that it was getting late, she thought about leaving the palace and returning to the princess's mansion.

Yin Chengye waited at the palace gate and wanted to say a few more words to her, but when he saw her come out, she was held by the hand by a handsome man and then got into a carriage together.

"Duke, stop looking!" Ye Huaiqing was just sending the princess out of the palace when he saw Yin Chengye's disappointed expression. "No matter how much you look at it, it will never be yours."