The princess regretted it.

Chapter 315 Jiaoyu scolds the second prince

"Mother has her own channels, and there will definitely be no falsehood." Zhang Pin said in a low voice, "Jiao Yu, you might as well think carefully about what the Third Prince said. Is he really begging for mercy?" Zhang Pin said with disdain.

She shook her head gently, her eyes revealing a shrewd insight. "He seems to be pleading for your second brother, but in fact, every word he says is full of hidden meanings. He is trying to define your second brother and lead your father to think the worst of him.

If she was truly begging for mercy, why would she emphasize your second brother's identity, background, and the changes in his circumstances so much? Isn't this clearly implying that your second brother had a motive for committing the crime? The third brother thought he was clever, but in reality, his cleverness backfired. How could such tactics escape your father's eyes?" Zhang Concubine spoke, tapping her fingers lightly on the table.

After listening to Concubine Zhang's analysis, Jiaoyu carefully recalled the Third Prince's speech in the Health Preservation Palace. It was as if she had suddenly realized the truth. She couldn't help but secretly regret why she hadn't seen the clues before. It was really confusing to be in the know. Thinking of this, she hurriedly looked at Concubine Zhang and asked anxiously, "Mother, what should we do next? What should we do?"

"We shouldn't do anything for now. Let's wait and see how things develop." Concubine Zhang had completely calmed down by now, her emotions much more stable, and her voice became calm and steady. "However, please go see your second brother on behalf of your mother. He has always been simple-minded. I'm afraid he won't be able to change his mind for a while, and it would be bad if he gets hurt by worrying too much."

Hearing this, Jiaoyu slowly lowered her eyes, a mixture of emotions filling her heart. After a moment's silence, she stood up and said, "I understand. Mother, I'll go now." With that, she turned and hurried away without looking back. Concubine Zhang hadn't noticed anything unusual about her. Seeing her eagerness to leave, she assumed she, like herself, was preoccupied with the Second Prince's condition.

After Jiaoyu left, Concubine Zhang summoned Qiuwen and whispered some instructions to her. Trapped in the palace, she had originally been reluctant to use those hidden agents. Worried about her son, she had asked Qiuwen to make the contact, but now she felt she couldn't remain so closed off. She assigned Qiuwen to contact several of the hidden agents she had planted. She needed to stay in touch with her father and the others. Jiaoyu was still too young to be entrusted with certain matters.

Little did she know that her action was exactly what the emperor wanted. The emperor's men followed Qiu Wen and tracked down those people. Based on their movements, they gradually figured out the hidden clues. The emperor ordered them to quietly arrest them. Unfortunately, the information about Concubine Zhang had not yet spread outside the palace, so the Zhang family was still unaware of the changes that had taken place in the palace.

Jiaoyu was on her way to the Second Prince's residence. The more she thought about it, the more she felt bad, and jealousy flared in her eyes. Her mother always favored her second brother, a fact she knew well. After all, in the palace, mothers were always honored by their sons. As a prince, her second brother carried many of her mother's expectations, so it was only natural for her mother to favor him a little more.

But today, because of her second brother's matter, she was beaten for no reason. Moreover, it was the first time in her life that she was beaten by her own biological mother. The slap on her face hurt not only her face, but also her heart.

And in the end, Mother was still worried about her second brother, and only wanted me to visit and comfort him. From beginning to end, she never asked if her face still hurt, nor did she say a word of comfort. Although her plan was indeed imperfect, it was also to consolidate her second brother's future position. If there were any problems, it would be entirely her responsibility. Did her second brother just sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor without having to worry about anything?

Sometimes, people are just like that. If you keep dwelling on an unhappy event, your emotions will surge like a flood, growing stronger and stronger. The more you think about it, the sadder and more upset you become, and even angrier you become. Jiaoyu carried these complex and resentful emotions along the way. By the time she arrived at the Second Prince's residence, her anger had almost reached its peak, like a powder keg ready to ignite.

When she learned from the palace attendants that the Second Prince had returned from the Health Preservation Palace in a state of dismay, he had gone straight to his room, locked the door, and had not come out since. Jiao Yu could not help but snort coldly, and without caring about her manners, she quickly stepped forward and suddenly reached out and pushed hard. The door was pushed open with a loud "bang", thus leading to the scene of the door being opened forcefully.

Jiaoyu's impulsive, reckless movements startled the Second Prince, who was lost in his own torment. He had been slumped in his chair, his soul lost, when the sudden movement startled him. As if under some powerful spell, he sprang to his feet, his body trembling uncontrollably, his heart pounding like it was about to burst out of his throat.

When he saw that it was Jiaoyu, and saw her stalking in furiously, his heart finally settled like a weight, slowly settling back to its place. He was stunned at first, a look of astonishment on his face. Seeing the slap marks still lingering on Jiaoyu's face, he wanted to ask her what was wrong, but then he thought of her disrespectful behavior of pushing the door open. He frowned and looked at Jiaoyu, his tone tinged with reproach, "Jiaoyu, how can you be so disrespectful? What are you trying to do?"

Jiaoyu, however, acted as if oblivious to his rebuke. She trotted up to him, then stopped with a thud. The wind stirred by her feet seemed tinged with her anger. Her face was filled with a look of frustration and indignation at his lack of fighting spirit. She glared at the Second Prince and raised her voice, "Are you asking me what I want to do? What are you doing? Are you lamenting the passing of time? You are a prince of noble status! Are you so easily defeated by just one incident? Can you please stand up for yourself? We are in a situation now where every step must be taken with extreme caution. One misstep could lead to disaster. How can you face the future with such a dejected attitude?"

Jiaoyu's barrage of questions, like dense raindrops, relentlessly pounced upon the Second Prince. The Second Prince was stunned by her aggressive demeanor, his mouth slightly open, wanting to refute but not knowing where to begin. He could only stand there, dumbfounded, staring at Jiaoyu, his face filled with astonishment and helplessness.