Chapter 91 Sixty-six Punishment
Yihuan listened to Wu's crying. In her mouth, Li was the big devil with bared fangs and claws, and she herself was the little white flower swaying in the wind.

At this moment, the little white flower used 200% of her strength to flirt with Yinzhen, but her husband was as hard as iron. All Yinzhen's fatherly love was focused on Liuliu. He was trying to cover the little girl Liuliu's ears to prevent these gossips from polluting her pure heart.

Liuliu thought this game was fun. She stretched out her chubby little hand and wanted to wave at Yihuan in the same way. Yihuan bent down to cooperate.

As a result, the naughty girl Liuliu actually pulled Yihuan's earring hard. Fortunately, she was wearing pierced earrings today, which were not complicated, otherwise it would have hurt for a while.

Yihuan covered her ears for a while, then took Liuliu from Yinzhen's arms and slapped her on the buttocks twice: "What did mother tell you? You are not allowed to move without permission like this. Go stand there as punishment."

Seeing that Yihuan was really angry, Liuliu didn't dare to refute. She rubbed her little butt and very consciously found a place to stand against the wall, with her little head drooping, looking pitiful.

Yinzhen cleared his throat when he saw this: "Liuliu is still young, Fujin will teach him slowly, is standing in the corner a punishment..."

Yihuan glanced at him: "A loving father often spoils his son."

Yinzhen wiped his nose helplessly and gave Liuliu a helpless look.

It’s not that my father didn’t help, it’s just that my mother was too fierce.

Wu knelt on the ground and watched the interaction between the family of three, her face turning pale and red. This feeling of being looked down upon was more humiliating than Li's real fight with real weapons.

Yihuan saw Wu moving her knees uncomfortably: "Get up, sit down."

"Li is now the concubine of the mansion. It is your blessing that she is willing to teach you." Yihuan did not sympathize with Wu. With the little actions she did to Li, if it were her, she would have made the mansion disappear from the record long ago. How could she let her jump up and down like this?

"Master, praying for the queen is the most important thing. Why not let Sister Wu kneel down and pray for an hour every day until the queen's birthday. If you are sincere, your wish will come true. There is no need to go to Sister Li's yard. She may not have time to take care of Sister Wu because she is supporting the third prince." Yihua thought about it and decided that Li had to be allowed to vent her anger, otherwise she would always want to cause trouble. But according to her standards, it would definitely not work. She gave a time limit for the punishment, which also gave Wu some hope.

If you have hope, you won't take risks.

Sure enough, although Wu looked reluctant, she accepted it willingly. After all, she didn't have to go to Li's yard, and no one knew whether she knelt or how long she knelt. If it got out, she could gain a reputation as a filial son.

Yinzhen nodded: "Just follow Mrs. Fujin's wishes."

Yihuan picked up the teacup, meaning you can leave.

Wu pretended not to notice and rolled her eyes, "Master, I have just learned to play the huqin. If you and your wife are free, why not listen to me play a piece?"

Yinzhen waved his hand and said, "Go down. I will come to see you another day."

After hearing this, Mrs. Wu's eyes brightened up and then dimmed. Her master had said this many times, but he never came. This was not credible.

But since Yinzhen had already threatened to drive her away, Wu had no choice but to withdraw reluctantly.

Yihuan never cared about how Yinzhen got along with the concubines in the mansion. She just pretended not to see it. Seeing that it was getting late, she asked the wet nurse to hold Liuliu to bed, and at the same time announced the bad news that she would continue to be punished to stand for half an hour the next day.

Yinzhen couldn't bear to see the little girl's wrinkled face, so he tried to plead again: "Yihua, although Liuliu is naughty, she is smart and cute. She knows she is wrong. How about..."

Yihuan changed into her regular clothes and said, "Master, Liuliu says he knows he's wrong, but he refuses to change."

"Why do you care about Honghui? I didn't interfere. How old is he? Why did your father take him to...that kind of place is even worse than a brothel. Aren't you afraid that the child's personality will be changed?" Yihuan couldn't help rolling her eyes. This was just like a mother in modern society who would be shocked to find out that the father took his elementary school child to a gay bar.

"No matter how I manage Liuliu, you shouldn't interfere." Yihuan was unusually assertive. She didn't know how boys could live better in this dynasty, and she was more confident in Yinzhen. But if a girl was too willful, she would not be tolerated by the world. Yihuan hoped that her daughter could live as freely as possible within the scope of the rules, and this line must be drawn clearly from an early age.

"Okay, okay, there is really a rouge tiger in the family." When it comes to the matter of Honghui going to Wenyunxuan, Yinzhen felt a little guilty. He leaned on the bed, flipping through the book in his hand casually.

"Master, Uncle Ten is too unruly and Honghui is curious about everything. We have to keep a close eye on him." Yihuan and Yinzhen were chatting.

"My Lord knows what's going on." Yinzhen put down the book and started playing with Yihuan's hair.

The Tenth Brother's act apparently pointed to Nalan, the Prince of Zhi, but Yinzhen guessed that the Eighth Brother was behind it.

Now the Ninth and Tenth Brothers are his arms, and the Eighth Brother wants to cut off one of his arms, and at the same time, he wants to create a rift between himself and the Prince of Zhi, so that he can take the opportunity to retaliate against the two brothers who left their small group.

Killing multiple birds with one stone should not be underestimated.

Does the Prince of Zhi know that he has such a fierce tiger under his command?

Maybe we should find him something to do so that he doesn't have to keep making such small moves.

Seeing that Yinzhen didn't speak for a long time, Yihuan said, "Master, I have something to discuss with you."

"what's up?"

"Yuxiao is my dowry. She is 25 years old now. She should have gotten married a long time ago, but she has been delaying it because she is thinking about me."

"I want to give her the status of a good citizen and marry her off properly."

"The people I am with are all top-notch young talents. Is there anyone who can match her?"

Yinzhen knew that he didn't want her to marry the man who was in charge of the house, but wanted her to be the head of the family and a proper grandmother.

"Originally it would have been fine to let my mother take care of it, but Yuxiao's family is difficult to get along with. They probably wouldn't dare to act rashly with the person chosen by my master." Filial piety is above all else, and only imperial power is higher than that.

"Don't flatter me. I get it. For someone with a simple family background and who is not afraid of hardship, the requirements are not low." Yinzhen smiled. With such conditions, why would he marry a maid? That's why Yihuan had been delayed until now.

"Thank you for your grace, my lord." Yihuan bowed to Yinzhen in a fake manner to express her gratitude.

On the second day, Abao said that a guard came to deliver something to Yihuan on the orders of Yinzhen. He found it very strange because in the past, these things were always handled by the young eunuchs, so why was it the guard's turn today?

Yihuan understood immediately that this was the person chosen by Yinzhen. This was too quick. She glanced at Yuxiao and said, "Please invite this guard in to talk."

A tall, thin man in black entered the room and saluted: "I, Amba, pay my respects to Madam Madam, and I have been ordered to give you this."

Yihuan took the box but didn't open it.

"Guard Anba, please stand up. Yuxiao, serve the tea."

"Slave...slave dare not." Amba subconsciously glanced at the woman who handed him tea, his face immediately turned red, and he stuttered when speaking.

Yu Xiao pursed her lips and smiled. It was interesting that there could be such a shy person working in front of the master.