Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Xinlanâs heart sank with a sense of impending danger.
But as Marquis Changxin stepped into the room, she immediately squeezed out two tears. She appeared like a helpless woman as she cried, âMarquis, save me! She, she wants to kill me.â
âWhatâs going on here?â
Marquis Changxin, in his sixties but still robust, had remained composed despite years of experience in court.
His gaze briefly swept over Su Xinlan before he quickly bowed, âI pay respects to the Ninth Princess Consort. I hope the Ninth Princess Consort forgives me for not greeting from afar.â
âMarquisâ¦â
Su Xinlan widened her eyes in disbelief. Why did the Marquis bow to Su Yingxue instead of helping her?
Wasnât she still yet to marry Chu Yihan?
Su Yingxue was also surprised by the Marquisâs gesture. âMarquis, youâre too kind.â
âWhat? Ninth Princess Consort?â
Xu Aoqing, secluded for many years, was out of touch with current events. If Su Yingxue hadnât come today, she wouldnât have known about her identity as the Ninth Princess Consort.
She quickly got out of bed and bowed to Su Yingxue, âI pay respects to the Ninth Princess Consort.â
âYe Lingbai pays respects to the Ninth Princess Consort!â
Even Ye Lingbai had just learned about Su Yingxueâs additional title.
Su Yingxue felt a bit awkward. âPlease, rise.â
She wasnât used to such formalities as Chu Yihan was.
Su Miaoyan voiced her confusion, âSister Xue isnât married yet. Why are you bowing to her?â
Others might have let it pass, but Marquis Changxin was a legitimate marquis with an official position. Even he paid his respects.
Marquis Changxin seemed to answer everyoneâs confusion. âEarlier in the morning court, the Ninth Prince announced that the name of the Ninth Princess Consort would be added to the family tree of the imperial clan. Her status as a princess consort is now established.â
To others, it would have been necessary to bow to the heavens and enter the bridal chamber to be considered married.
Establishing the ancestral hall and entering the family tree were tasks for the day after the wedding.
But Chu Yihan had accelerated this process. Su Yingxueâs status as the Ninth Princess Consort was firmly established, even if they didnât hold a wedding ceremony. She had become the Ninth Princess Consort legitimately.
This was something the Old Marquis knew better than anyone in the room.
Su Yingxueâs lips curved slightly, feeling sweet at the thought of Chu Yihan.
However, this didnât stop her from continuing to hold Su Xinlan by the throat.
Su Xinlanâs face had turned purple, her eyes rolling back as she struggled to speak, âMarquis⦠save⦠save me!â
Marquis Changxinâs eyes flashed with a hint of pity. He held a serious expression as he said, âI donât know what crime Lanâer has committed to deserve such punishment from the Ninth Princess Consort. If Iâm not mistaken, the Ninth Princess Consort is also Lanâerâs niece.â
Any man seeing his beloved woman held by someone else wouldnât be pleased. If Su Yingxue didnât have the status of Ninth Princess Consort, the Marquis wouldnât have tolerated her for so long.
Su Yingxue didnât release her grip, instead, she tightened it, while explaining to the Marquis, âIf Aunt cared about family ties, I wouldnât have to resort to this. But when I came to see Madam, she attacked me, threatened to expel me from the Marquisâs Manor, which frightened me into acting rashly⦠and I ended up laying hands on her.â
Su Yingxue sighed lightly as if she were genuinely aggrieved by her actions.
Su Xinlan was almost driven crazy by Su Yingxueâs words. How dare she claim to be aggrieved?
She was the one who felt aggrieved!