Chapter 891: Chapter 43: Counterattack
The man appeared to be in his forties, with a resolute and masculine face, gray-brown hair, and not tall in stature.
He was simply dressed, neither resembling a eunuch from the palace nor seeming like a servant of so noble minister. He appeared to be a flower farr overseeing this piece of dicine field.
Upon seeing Yun Sheng, a hint of amazent flashed in the man’s eyes.
But that was all; shortly, the amazent faded from his eyes.
Yun Sheng noticed this subtly, without betraying any emotion.
"Master, why do you say so?" Yun Sheng looked around.
"Miss, it must be your first ti attending the azalea banquet, no wonder you don’t know the history of this dicine field and Taiyang Palace," the middle-aged flower farr said seriously, turning over the soil of the field.
"What does this dicine field have to do with the azalea banquet?" Yun Sheng asked, puzzled.
"Perhaps you wonder why the azalea banquet is nad so; it is because the azalea weeps blood. According to ancient legend, the azalea flower is an evil flower that, stained with blood, blooms more enchantingly. Throughout the years, people have died during the azalea banquet, and those dead are buried in this dicine field."
Implying that human flesh and blood were used as fertilizer for the flowers.
After speaking, the flower farr glanced at Yun Sheng with search in his eyes, as if hoping to see a look of horror on Yun Sheng’s face.
A princess who neither knows magic nor fighting spirit might be terrified upon hearing such a thing.
But Yun Sheng disappointed him; she glanced at the dicine field and smiled, saying, "The cycle of heaven is wondrous; this dicine field has seen many deaths and saved many lives."
"Don’t you find using humans as fertilizer excessively cruel?" the middle-aged flower farr asked, showing an odd expression.
"Survival of the fittest. If you and I are both compassionate people, how would we have the chance to stand on this dicine field chatting so casually? Master, you shouldn’t plant Six-leaf You Tan and Bisu Grass together; they have opposing natures and will affect each other’s growth," Yun Sheng pointed out while speaking.
"You understand dical lore?" The flower farr’s expression changed, no longer looking down on Yun Sheng.
This woman, far more formidable than her harmless appearance.
"I know a bit," Yun Sheng smiled and discussed several dicinal herbs and their planting thods with him.
The flower farr seed to want to say more. He looked past Yun Sheng montarily, then bent down again to turn the soil, leaving Yun Sheng with a view of his back.
Yun Sheng was about to ask sothing when she noticed a new scent of unfamiliar perfu in the air.
"Oh dear, isn’t this the princess from the Eastern Capital? Princess, why have you lowered yourself to co to a place so filthy?" A woman’s chirping voice ca from behind.
"Young Madam Qing, you might not know, the Princess Donghuang grew up in the countryside before being recognized back; perhaps she feels affectionate towards such a place. You see her chatting with the flower farr just now, and people are similar to their surroundings," another woman’s voice chid in.
Just from slling the various expensive scents, Yun Sheng knew more than one person had arrived.
Once at Hou Qin Palace, she could not avoid competing with the noblewon there.
Her brow furrowed slightly as she turned around, displeased, but in an instant, Yun Sheng’s face wore the quintessential royal smile.
Not far away, several noblewon approached.
Among them, the one most centered was a woman wearing a Golden Cloud Skirt and a Hundred Bird Golden Hairpin, heavily made up, with the won of Hou Qin all with exquisite figures.
The palace banquets of Hou Qin for won were arenas of mutual comparison, from appearance to attire.
They eyed Yun Sheng with varying degrees of disdain.
But upon seeing Yun Sheng’s appearance, their gazes widened.
Especially the woman in the Golden Skirt, whose eyes briefly flashed with resentnt.
Yun Sheng didn’t recognize the woman, but she knew Yun Sheng.
She was the rightful Young Madam Qing, wife to Young General Qing ng from the Hou Qin Invincible General Mansion, from a noble family herself, always celebrated among the noblewon.
She had just entered the palace and heard from Qing Qiang’s coachman that Princess Donghuang went alone to the rear hall.
She had heard earlier that her husband got into trouble with Princess Donghuang, resulting in Prince Dugu crippling his right hand.
She didn’t bla her husband but rather resented Princess Donghuang as a tantalizing fox spirit, planning to discipline Yun Sheng harshly in the absence of n.
On the way, she exaggerated so stories of the scandalous Eastern Capital princess.
Rumors about a worthless princess from the countryside, and how on her first day as a bride, Prince Dugu abandoned her, sending her to live in the most secluded courtyard of the Crown Prince Mansion.
Thanks to these rumors, colored by Young Madam Qing’s embellishnts, the noblewon of Hou Qin had ford an impression.
That this princess from Donghuang Dynasty was both amorous and useless, necessitating their vigilance against her to protect their husbands.
Upon arriving at the dicine field, the won saw Princess Donghuang conversing with a lowly flower farr.
Seeing Yun Sheng’s plain attire made them look down on her further.
Yet as Yun Sheng turned, all the won seed dazzled.
The azaleas in Taiyang Palace were brilliantly colored, and the Hou Qin noblewon were all ticulously dressed, but in Yun Sheng’s fleeting turn, those vibrant azaleas seed to fade.
This reportedly common princess.
Bright black pupils, naturally arched eyebrows, long lashes like feathers, flawless skin rosy with a natural glow, lips as alluring as the reddest azaleas, tender and tempting.
This woman, beautiful, beyond earthly limits.
Would Prince Dugu neglect such a celestial beauty?
The won hailed from noble families and, while usually flattering Young Madam Qing, were not foolish.
"Is Her Highness wearing the Soul Crystal earrings?" one sharp-eyed woman noticed the hint of red on Yun Sheng’s earlobe.
Suddenly, the group clustered around her.
"Truly Soul Crystal earrings; I heard only Master Mo Yin can craft them, even Empress Qing has only one pair."
"My husband ntioned accompanying Prince Dugu to order a pair from Master Mo Yin just days ago..."
The won who were ridiculing Yun Sheng now fell silent, faces full of bewildernt.
Prince Dugu personally ordered the earrings, and they weren’t seen on anyone from Qing Residence, only on Princess Donghuang.
This clearly indicated the Crown Prince’s special favor toward Donghuang.
"Her Highness, your skin is exquisite, those earrings seem perfect for you," the noblewon wisely changed their tone, rushing to surround Yun Sheng, leaving Young Madam Qing behind.
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