At the mention of his wife, Nangong Yiâs (crown prince) expression went even gloomier while he strode towards the bedchamber.
Inside the luxurious room, Bai Ruo was currently lying on her bed, unable to budge an inch due to the excruciating pain tearing through her buttocks. And because of this feeling, hatred had taken root in her eyes while she clutched onto the bedsheet to relieve her frustration and anger.
She hates Bai Yan! Hates her for the fact that she can get Di Cangâs love! Hate her for ignoring their bond as sisters. No matter what, itâs expected that an elder sister should forgive the younger one, wasnât that so?
But more than that, she also hates Nangong Yi!
In the palace, there are two fourth grade medicinal pills. If the man had given his share to her instead, her injuries wouldâve healed immediately. However, despite the manâs constant claim of loving her, Nangong Yi did the opposite at the critical moment!
âHis Highness the Crown Prince is entering!â
It was at this moment a brief announcement interrupted her train of thought. Covering up the grotesque look in her eyes, Bai Ruo reverted back to her usual pitiful self.
âHusbandâ¦â Her voice soft and weak.
If this was the usual Nangong Yi, the prince wouldâve lost any form of unpleasantness after hearing that. However, he now only had the topic of Bai Yan in his head, making his mood very irritable.
âBai Ruo, do you know what happened today?â The manâs voice was strong and unpleasant.
âI donât know my husband. Whatâs wrong?â Bai Ruoâs face instantly went a little white there.
Ever since sheâs known this man, the prince had never once addressed her with the full name. This gave her a very big hint that something was amiss here.
âToday, I saw your father and mother advocating out on the street that Bai Yan is the leading prostitute in the Flower Brothel!â
âWhat?â
Bai Ruoâs eyes were full of surprise. Making a weak whispering voice, âThatâs impossible, how could she be the leading prostitute?â
If Bai Yan was really the leading prostitute of the Flower Brothel, thereâs no way her husband would be so irritated instead of showing disgust and contemptâ¦.
âHusband,â biting her lips, she meets the man with her watery eyes, âmy parents must have mistaken this, thereâs no way my sister could do such a thing.â
Upon hearing that statement, Nangong Yiâs gloomy expression quickly turned for the better. In his mind, whatever mistake the Bai House makes was their own issue, itâs not his or his wifeâs so long as the woman didnât collude with them.
âThatâs right, youâve guessed it. Not only that, I just learned that Bai Yan is in fact the owner of the Flower Brothel!â
Boom!
Owner of the Flower Brothel?
Like a heavy hammer, this news pounded away at Bai Ruoâs heart, sending her complexion into the abysmal white.
Fortunately for the conniving woman, her position on the bed was the perfect cover, leaving Nangong Yi oblivious to obvious change in emotion.
âHusband,â she tightly clenched her fist until the nails left a deep gash in her palm, âI never expected my sister would be the owner of the Flower Brothel. This is good. If sheâs doing so well then I also feel happy for her.â
Giving a complicated look at his wife, Nangong Yi didnât quite understand her words: âBai Yan did such horrible things to you, arenât you angry with her? Also, she even abolished your fatherâs cultivation today.â
Once again, Bai Ruoâs body shuttered for a second at the news of her fatherâs fate. Closing her eyes, the womanâs face showed a pained expression: âShe may be heartless and unsympathetic to her own family, but I canât do that. No matter what, she is my sister, my blood.â
Opening her eyes after saying all those good words, she looked directly at her man before continuing: âAnd, I believe there will come a day where my sister becomes good.â