Marrying into a rich family by mistake, it is difficult to be a mistress

Chapter 568: The Crown Prince and His Concubine Compete for Favor

The emperor was immersed in his own thoughts.

This is a good sign. Ji Chuhe has no chance of staying in Huaiyang Palace even though he has a better choice.

Ji Chuhe would definitely look down on that young boy Xiao Yan'an.

Chao Sihai didn't dare to respond.

He now has a deeper understanding of Ji Chuhe.

Therefore, he didn't dare to speculate what Ji Chuhe was thinking.

……

Ji Qingyuan looked at the familiar river in front of her, and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes.

She immediately knelt in front of Ji Chuhe and wrote on the ground with her hands: "Sister, let me go."

"Sister?" Ji Chuhe snorted coldly, "When did you treat me as your sister?"

Ji Qingyuan quickly reached out and continued writing on the ground.

But the ground was full of sand and stones, which rubbed her fingers raw. The pain was so severe that she couldn't write even a single stroke.

Ji Chuhe didn't understand why Ji Qingyuan was still daydreaming at this time.

Even though she knew her hope of survival was so slim, she still held on to a glimmer of hope and begged her.

"Ji Qingyuan, do you want to go in by yourself, or do you want me to ask someone to throw you down?" Ji Chuhe asked coldly.

Ji Qingyuan hugged Ji Chuhe's thighs, her eyes full of pleading.

"It seems you don't want to go in by yourself."

As soon as Ji Chuhe finished speaking, Rong Song came over, grabbed Ji Qingyuan, and threw her into the cold river like a chick.

"Ah! Woo woo!" Ji Qingyuan just shouted and then sank into the water.

The river water was icy cold in winter. She froze to death after struggling a few times.

The splashes on the water surface calmed down visibly.

Ji Chuhe turned and walked towards the carriage, "Rongsong, salvage her body. I want to see her body with my own eyes."

"Yes!"

Ji Chuhe got on the carriage and drove towards the Prince's Mansion.

As soon as the carriage arrived outside the Prince's Mansion, Xiao Yan'an was seen running out quickly with You'er in his arms.

"lady!"

"Mother!"

They both shouted at the same time.

Ji Chuhe immediately opened the car curtain and looked at the father and son.

"Madam, you are finally back." Xiao Yan'an excitedly shook You'er in his arms.

Yu'er also showed a happy smile.

Ji Chuhe hurriedly got off the carriage, and when he was about to reach out to hug You'er, he thought about how cold he was.

"Go back home first. I feel cold. Don't let Yu'er feel the cold."

"Madam, please go back to the mansion and warm up."

When Ji Chuhe returned to the yard, Dong Ling was instructing people to prepare tea and snacks.

"Madam will be back soon. Hurry up and prepare all the tea and snacks that Madam likes! Put another piece of fur on the chair for Madam! Don't put it directly on the chair. Give it to me. I'll warm it on the charcoal brazier before putting it on the chair."

Ji Chuhe looked at Dong Ling's anxious look and couldn't help but smile.

"Dong Ling, there's no need to be so troublesome."

Dong Ling was holding the cushion when she suddenly heard the call. She thought she was hallucinating and turned around quickly to confirm.

"Madam! You are finally back!"

Dong Ling quickly put the cushions in place, "Madam, come and sit down."

Ji Chuhe sat in the main seat, and Dong Ling quickly handed him a hot water bottle.

"Madam, it's so cold, why don't you even have a hot water bottle? I told you, you should bring two more people with you! You only brought Ming'er with you, and I don't know if she has taken good care of you. I see that you have lost weight!" Dong Ling looked at Ji Chuhe, as if she wanted to check her carefully, as if she could even tell if a single hair was missing.

Xiao Yan'an put You'er down and motioned for You'er to go find Ji Chuhe, just in time to push Dong Ling away.

This Dong Ling is really something.

Did she figure out her own identity?

She had interrupted him, what else could he say?

"Mother." You'er called in a baby voice.

At this moment, Ji Chuhe's body was hot, so he reached out and picked up You'er.

"It's been less than a month, but I feel that You'er has changed a lot. It seems that she has grown a little taller and a little fatter." Ji Chuhe pinched You'er's chubby little face.

"Madam, during this period of time, I have been eating and living with You'er and taking care of him personally." Xiao Yan'an immediately stepped forward and said something.

"Really?" Ji Chuhe was a little surprised, but she was still happy that You'er had her father's company. She said to Xiao Yan'an, "You've worked hard, my lord. You have to take care of the business in the shop and take care of the children at the same time."

"It's just a small thing. It's not hard at all." Xiao Yan'an received Ji Chuhe's praise, and his heart felt as sweet as if he had eaten honey.

"Madam, I have just sorted out our house's account books for this month and will give them to you for review later. Everything in the house was normal during the time you were away." Dong Ling's voice rang out again.

"Just make sure there are no problems with the accounts. You don't need to give them to me for review. From now on, even if I am at home, you have to learn to manage the affairs of the mansion."

"It's my great honor to share your worries, Madam!" Dong Ling immediately expressed his feelings.

"Madam, everything is normal in the shop. The monthly accounts have just been checked." Xiao Yan'an's voice sounded again.

This scene made Nanny Ji and Qingluo on the side couldn't help but laugh.

The concubine and her husband compete for the favor of the mistress. Such a strange thing can only be seen in their house.

After dinner, Rong Song came to Ji Chuhe.

"Madam, Ji Qingyuan's body has been salvaged."

"I gonna go see."

"Yes." Rong Song moved aside and followed Ji Chuhe.

"Madam, where are you going?" Xiao Yan'an's voice suddenly rang out.

"There's something I need to take care of."

"Shall I go with Madam?" Xiao Yan'an asked tentatively.

"Okay." Ji Chuhe nodded in response.

Xiao Yan'an was delighted and followed immediately.

Ji Qingyuan's body was placed by Rong Song in an abandoned temple.

Ji Qingyuan was lying on two benches and a worn wooden board, covered with a white cloth.

Ji Chuhe walked forward, lifted the white cloth and took a look.

"Ji Qingyuan, the grudge between us is over."

When Xiao Yan'an saw Ji Qingyuan's body under the white cloth, there was not much surprise in his eyes, as if he had already known it was her.

"Madam, what should we do with Ji Qingyuan's body?"

“Let’s just find a random place to bury it.” Ji Chuhe said, then turned and walked out.

Xiao Yanan also hurriedly followed behind her.

"Sir, shall we go for a walk?"

"it is good."

The two did not get on the carriage, but walked slowly forward.

Ji Chuhe didn't say anything, and Xiao Yan'an didn't say anything either. He held the lantern and accompanied her quietly.

The winter night was normally cold. Gusts of cold wind blew on the face like knives. It had not been long since Ji Chuhe felt a chill on his face.

She slowly reached out her hand and caught a falling snowflake.

"Prince, it's snowing."