Becoming the Crown Prince's Concubine was the only way to bring down that fool ng Yixuan. Only by becoming the Crown Princess could she bring benefits to the entire family.
That idiot ng Yixuan, with her head full of romance and love, what could she possibly offer to the family?
"Mother, why do you look so unhappy?"
Xi Que rolled her eyes dramatically. "So people just have no sha. We’ve made it clear that she’s not welco here, yet she insists on coming, clinging on like a leech, impossible to get rid of."
She was the type to hold grudges.
Back when she married ng Qingyu, ng’s older sister, who was already married, had forced her to jump over a fire basin, burning her fingers. She rembered it all too well.
Originally, apart from visiting the old grandmother during the New Year, the two families had almost no contact.
But ever since ng Yixuan beca engaged to the Crown Prince, ng Fanyin had been bringing her daughter over frequently, claiming it was to help prepare ng Yixuan for her wedding, as if she thought they were fools.
It was all for the Crown Prince, to get her daughter close to that golden opportunity.
ng Yixuan glanced at the Crown Prince and realized that his status had attracted a pack of wolves.
Back when her aunt brought her cousin Feng Xin'er over, that domineering cousin had always tried to bully her. She had tolerated it out of respect for her great-grandmother, not wanting to stoop to the level of a fool.
But this ti, if they dared to set their sights on the Crown Prince, she wouldn’t hold back.
"Has Yixuan arrived?"
Old Lady ng’s eyesight had deteriorated with age, and she could only make out two blurry figures. "Yixuan, co closer so I can see you."
ng Yixuan approached, and tears stread down the old lady’s cloudy eyes as she grabbed ng Qingyu’s hand. "Crown Prince, this old woman just…"
"Grandmother, you’ve got it wrong. I’m not the Crown Prince."
Wrong?
The old lady turned and grabbed Hong Dou’s hand instead. "Crown Prince, huh? Why is the Crown Prince’s hand so rough and a bit small?"
Hong Dou nervously guided the old lady’s hand to the Crown Prince, who had been waiting patiently. "Old Lady, I’m Hong Dou, the Crown Princess’s maid. This is the Crown Prince."
Oh?
Is that so?
The old lady patted the Crown Prince’s hand again. "Crown Prince, I… I…"
What was it again?
"Ah, my mory’s failing . Never mind, let’s go inside and talk."
The General’s Mansion had been thoroughly cleaned, and it was just about ti for dinner. The old lady instructed the kitchen to serve the al.
"Your humble servant greets the Crown Prince and pays her respects."
"Your humble servant greets the Crown Prince and pays her respects."
Based on what Xi Que had said earlier, the Crown Prince guessed that these two were the ones she had described as shaless and impossible to get rid of.
He glanced at Xi Que, raising an eyebrow, and she wrinkled her nose in response, nodding subtly.
The signal had been received.
Feng Xin'er crouched slightly, trying to strike a seductive pose, exposing her fair, rounded shoulder, her hair cascading down in an alluring manner.
Xi Que, seeing her flirtatious deanor, wanted to tear half of Feng Xin'er’s hair out right then and there.
Flirting like this? She deserved to be scratched to death.
"Ahem!"
The Crown Prince cleared his throat loudly. "Paying your respects to ?"
"Little Yuezi, explain to them the proper etiquette for paying respects to ."
From the look in his eyes, Little Yuezi could tell how much his master despised these two.
"Listen carefully. If you truly wish to pay your respects to His Highness, you must first return ho. Submit a formal request to the Crown Prince’s office, and the officials will schedule your visit based on the order of requests. Once your turn cos, the office will notify you in advance. You must then fast and pray for a day, bathe and perfu yourselves for half an hour, ensuring no unpleasant odors remain. Only then, under the guidance of palace attendants, may you enter the Eastern Palace and perform the proper three bows and nine kowtows to His Highness."
Little Yuezi was clearly mocking ng Fanyin and her daughter Feng Xin'er.
If it weren’t for ng Yixuan’s status as the Crown Princess, they would never have had the chance to et the Crown Prince in their lives. So they shouldn’t overestimate their importance.
ng Fanyin stood up, laughing awkwardly. "This young eunuch speaks wisely. That’s certainly the procedure for outsiders, but we’re different! The Crown Prince has married our Yixuan, so we’re family now. Family doesn’t need to follow such strict formalities."
She acted as if they were already close, dragging the old lady to her seat. "Grandmother, please sit. Xin'er is starving."
The old lady stumbled as she was pulled, and if it weren’t for ng Yixuan’s support, she might have fallen.
"Oops, my hand slipped!"
ng Fanyin sat down to the left of the old lady, signaling Feng Xin'er to sit on the right, leaving a seat between her and the old lady.
If the Crown Prince wanted to take the seat of honor, he would end up sitting between Feng Xin'er and the old lady, pushing ng Yixuan, the Crown Princess, to the side.
Shen Mingye’s expression imdiately darkened.
"Bang!"
"Ah!"
ng Yixuan kicked the leg of Feng Xin'er’s chair, causing it to shatter into pieces. Feng Xin'er let out a loud scream as she fell to the ground.
Hong Dou quickly kicked the broken chair away, while Little Yuezi swiftly slid another chair under ng Yixuan.
Shen Mingye almost burst out laughing, pulling ng Yixuan into her seat.
"Oh, cousin!"
ng Yixuan said after sitting down, "Have you gained weight? How could such a sturdy chair from our General’s Mansion collapse under you?"
Feng Xin'er’s face turned bright red with humiliation as she bit her lower lip.
ng Yixuan’s move had been too fast. Apart from the Crown Prince, no one had seen her kick the chair, so they all thought Feng Xin'er had broken it herself by sitting too heavily.
ng Fanyin shot her daughter a furious glare and scolded the servants, "Are you all useless? Hurry up and help Miss Feng up!"
Old Lady ng, though blind, could hear everything. "Xin'er, if you’re breaking chairs just by sitting, you must be quite heavy. Young ladies shouldn’t be too overweight. Whether you marry or not, being too heavy isn’t good for your health."
"Great-grandmother!"
Feng Xin'er shrieked in frustration. "I’m not fat! ng Yixuan kicked !"
"Miss Feng, think carefully before you speak," Little Yuezi said coldly. "Falsely accusing the Crown Princess and addressing her by na without respect is punishable by flogging."
"Xin'er!"
"Sit down!"
ng Fanyin hissed, "Apologize to the Crown Princess."
How could it have been the Crown Princess who kicked her?
What young lady could possibly have such brute strength?
If ng Yixuan were that strong, Feng Xin'er would have been kicked out of the ng family long ago when she used to bully her.
Even ng Fanyin thought her daughter was lying.
"Mother!"
Feng Xin'er wanted to argue further, but her mother’s sharp glare silenced her.
She pouted reluctantly. "Crown Princess, I must have been mistaken. I apologize."
"This ti, I’ll let it slide, but don’t let it happen again," ng Yixuan said with a knowing smile. "Cousin, weren’t you hungry? Let’s eat."
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