Han Yue’e, who had been sitting in the carriage, maintaining her posture and pride in her status, finally reacted. She lifted the curtain and saw Lian’er lying silently on the ground. Her expression instantly changed.
Lian’er was a servant girl born and raised in her household—her most trusted person!
When she became the Wangfei in the future, she couldn’t be without someone so loyal and dependable by her side. And now, Lian’er had been killed by Qi Yuan!
This jinx—everything turns bad the moment she’s involved.
Grinding her teeth, Han Yue’e glared at Qi Yuan, thinking to herself: this lowly country bumpkin, even in the Qi family, was not favored by Madam Wang. She probably still didn’t know she had already been bestowed in marriage to Qi Wang. A cold sneer appeared on Han Yue’e’s face.
She said icily, “Do you even know who you just killed?!”
At this moment, in a private room on the third floor of Taibai Building, a window was pushed open.
Babao clicked his tongue and quickly turned to Xiao Yunting. “Your Highness, Your Highness! It’s the eldest Miss Qi!”
Xiao Yunting had also heard the news about Qi Wang’s arranged marriage. His eyes swept over the lantern on the carriage, which bore the words “Qi Wang’s Mansion,” and he raised an eyebrow slightly.
After his initial excitement, Babao furrowed his brows in concern. “Your Highness, it looks like Miss Qi is in trouble, and this isn’t some minor issue. Should you…”
Should you go and help?
After all, this Miss Qi had been quite favored by His Highness recently.
Xiao Yunting’s gaze fell on the lifeless servant girl on the ground, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
By his count, this was the seventh one, right?
Why is it that every time he runs into Qi Yuan, she’s either killing someone or on her way to kill someone?
Really…
“No need,” he said without hesitation. “She can handle this little matter herself.”
Little matter? Babao was slightly speechless. That’s the future Wangfei! Even Qi Zhen and the old Marquis would have to bow to her, let alone an unmarried girl.
Shunzi helped Lianqiao to her feet.
But Lianqiao couldn’t care about herself. She quickly ran in front of Qi Yuan and blocked her: “This has nothing to do with our young lady. It was me! I caused Miss Lian’er to fall. If you want to beat or kill someone, come at me.”
Her fingers had been stomped on repeatedly by Lian’er, now swollen, bruised, trembling, and unable to straighten.
Han Yue’e mocked mercilessly: “A cheap servant girl like you, worth just a few taels of silver, is not even as valuable as one of my dogs. Your life? It can’t possibly pay for my personal maid’s life!”
She then coldly looked at Qi Yuan: “Miss Qi, are you so scared you’ve gone mute? Say something! Weren’t you so capable when you killed just now?”
Her hatred for Qi Yuan had already reached the extreme. Just thinking about how she had been driven out of the Qi family and nearly lost her life these past two days made her want to eat Qi Yuan’s flesh and drink her blood.
Who knew that the heavens would hand her an opportunity like this?
She had been fretting about how to find trouble for Qi Yuan, and now she bumped into Qi Yuan’s servant by chance. And Qi Yuan actually killed Lian’er to save a servant?
Perfect. Lian’er’s death wouldn’t be in vain.
Qi Yuan must pay a price!
Han Yue’e slowly exhaled and squeezed out a command from between her teeth: “Seize her!”
Shunzi immediately stepped in front of them. He was trembling with fear but never forgot to protect his sister and his mistress.
The coachman and others leapt down from the carriage with sinister smiles, thinking this ignorant servant girl was really courting death.
Qi Yuan took a step back and shouted: “Han Yue’e, is this how you act as a Wangfei?! Right under the emperor’s nose, in broad daylight, you order your servants to commit violence, nearly trampling a child to death, crashing into innocent people! Are you even worthy of being Qi Wangfei?!”
The child was still wailing—a tiny child not even as tall as an adult’s thigh, crying his heart out, a heartbreaking sight.
The commoners were momentarily stunned, then the crowd exploded.
Someone couldn’t help but shout: “Exactly! So what if you’re the Wangfei? Zhuque Street isn’t a place for reckless riding! You’ve destroyed my vegetable stall!”
It was like a drop of water hitting hot oil—the whole pot sizzled and bubbled.
Voices of agreement erupted everywhere.
“So what if she’s the Wangfei? Does that make her so great? We’re law-abiding citizens!”
“Fine wine and meat behind the red gates while bones freeze by the roadside. She’s not even married into the palace yet, and she’s already so arrogant, letting her servants commit violence in the street!”
Shunzi trembled and glanced back at Qi Yuan, both astonished and anxious.
Miss really had a sharp tongue! She had the whole crowd stirred up!
Han Yue’e was furious and flustered, but her heart skipped a beat in panic.
Yes, she was out shopping, and the Wangye had specifically sent the mansion guards with her.
Everything had gone so smoothly. She was the emperor’s appointed Qi Wangfei, and Wangye had accepted this outcome and doted on her so much.
That pride had clouded her reason—she was already the Wangfei, why should she tolerate her enemy?
But now, faced with the swelling public anger, she instinctively stepped back and shouted at Qi Yuan: “Are you crazy?! When did I ever order my servants to commit violence?!”
Qi Yuan sneered coldly, showing no intention of backing down: “Oh? Then what about this child?! And what about my maid? You ordered your servants to run wild in the streets, nearly killing a child. My people stepped in to help, yet you let your maid stomp on my servant right in public—what do you call that?!”
Han Yue’e’s mind buzzed. At this moment, she had only one thought—this wretch, this wretch really knows how to talk!
Qi Yuan’s lips curled into a cold smile: “You think that as a Wangfei your life is precious, and even your servants are more valuable than ordinary children and commoners? So you can do whatever you want, is that it?!”
At this moment, the child’s parents finally arrived. The mother rushed over, hugging the child and collapsing in relief.
The father kowtowed heavily toward Qi Yuan and Shunzi: “Thank you, noble one, for saving my child’s life! Thank you!”
No one knew who threw the first strike, but the coachman’s head was soon splattered with a smashed egg.
Insults and curses rose from all sides.
“Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! So what if she’s the Wangfei? Does that mean she can trample children in the streets?!”
Han Yue’e’s face darkened as she retreated toward the carriage, her heart pounding.
How did things turn out like this?
With her current status and power, she should have been able to crush Qi Yuan with a flick of her finger.
How did it turn into her being forced into such humiliation by Qi Yuan?
This wretch! If she hadn’t suddenly jumped out and stirred up this trouble, things would never have escalated to this point. This d*mned, restless girl—why didn’t she just die in the countryside? Why didn’t Hua Momo kill her back then?
