Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Chu Xiuwen, infuriated and humiliated, attempted to stand up but instead aggravated his wound, causing him to wince in pain.
He restrained his anger. âSu Yingxue, whatâs the point of arguing with me here? Youâd be better off tending to your brotherâs marriage. A distinguished young general, the heir of the Marquisâs Manor, yet he canât even marry the one he loves. He is truly useless!â
âYouâ¦â Su Yingxue rolled up her sleeves, ready to give him a thrashing!
After all, this was the backyard. If she secretly gave him a beating, no one would see it. The empress couldnât do anything to her!
But before she could strike, there was a loud crash.
An invisible palm force struck Chu Xiuwen, sending him and his wheelchair crashing into the wall. The wheelchair shattered into pieces, leaving him sprawled on the ground, face down.
Struggling to speak, Chu Xiuwen muttered, âNinth Imperial Uncle, youâ¦â
âThe banquet is about to begin.â Chu Yihan assisted Su Yingxue and led her away.
As Su Yingxue passed by Chu Xiuwen, she suddenly felt a twinge of pity for him. She covered her mouth and chuckled. âYour Highness, you were a bit harsh on your nephew. What if he got injured?â
Chu Yihan remained expressionless. âItâs impossible for him not to get injured.â
Su Yingxue couldnât help bursting into laughter.
The Ninth Imperial Uncle was a man of few words!
Princes like Chu Xiuwen, who didnât get along with him, often ended up beaten!
Chu Yihanâs actions made Su Yingxue very happy, but she still needed to keep a low profile to avoid trouble for both of them. They would have to settle their affairs at a later time.
Once they came out, they went their separate ways.
Su Yingxue noticed Su Hao standing alone in the corridor, looking quite lonely. She approached him and patted his shoulder. âBrother!â
Su Hao held a sachet in his hand as if he had caressed it countless times. The âSuâ character on it revealed a deep yearning in his eyes.
âBrother, if you keep thinking about it, Sister Jinyan might sneeze.â
âSister, I havenât seen her for several days.â Su Haoâs eyes showed disappointment. He hadnât dared to look for Yanâer during this period, but she hadnât come to see him either.
Su Yingxue nodded. âSister Jinyan didnât look for you, but she did come to me. Donât worry, brother. Sheâs doing well.â
âWhy hasnât she come to see me? I miss herâ¦â Su Haoâs emotions were low.
âAfter today, Sister Jinyan will come to see you,â Su Yingxue said with a charming smile and bright eyes.
Su Hao had originally wanted to ask something else, but then he heard a eunuch loudly announce at the palace entrance, âNoble Consort Xiao has arrived, Consort Xiang has arrivedâ¦â
Everyone in the palace immediately bowed. âGreetings, Noble Consort, Consort Xiang!â
âOh my, thereâs no need for such formality, everyone, please rise! Today, we all came to celebrate the empressâs birthday together! No need to be so reserved!â Noble Consort Xiao was fond of smiling, considerate, and generous. Her words made her sound more like the hostess of Fengzao Palace.
The empress, standing at the entrance to the main hall, heard Noble Consort Xiaoâs words and coldly snorted. âYou finally remember that youâre here to celebrate my birthday! Arriving late, are you trying to steal all of my spotlight?â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âEmpress, what are you saying? Your Fengzao Palace is so magnificent that no matter how much I renovate mine, it canât compare! Look, Iâve expanded it by two palaces and renovated it seven or eight times, but it still canât match the grandeur of yours!â Noble Consort Xiaoâs tone carried a hint of helplessness, but it subtly flaunted her wealth. It was like a dagger thrust into the empressâs heart.
While the empressâs maiden family was well-off, they couldnât match the wealth of Noble Consort Xiao!
Renovating the palace seven or eight times, spending money so lavishly, it was something she couldnât even dream of!