Chapter 114 Xuanfeng is Jealous

"Sister! Aren't you going to do anything about it?" Qingjin paced back and forth in her mother's bedroom in a fit of rage. "Xuanfeng flooded the orchard with mud and water! The water is murky and stinky! Ugh!"

Qingjin gagged a few times and continued, "They must have had bad intentions and deliberately mixed in manure!"

Yi's mother sat slumped on the bed, rubbing her forehead, and said, "Qingjin, stop walking around like that, you're making my eyes dizzy!"

Qingjin looked at the listless mother and sighed, saying, "Sister, why have you been so listless lately? Have you had Lord Chiyan take a look at you?"

"It's nothing..." Mother Yi rubbed her forehead and said, "Where did the water flowing from Jiujiao Mountain go?"

"Although it's just a wild mountain forest, it's affecting the water source for Yin Guoyuan!"

"Okay! You can go back now!"

"Sister! You can't just sit idly by!" Qingjin didn't immediately take her leave, but continued to grumble, "Also, Qinggan has suffered from flooding. After Xuanfeng arrived, he blocked the road to the Heavenly Palace without saying a word! Now Qinggan is in a complete mess..."

"I can't interfere with the matter of the green tangerines," Mother Yi interrupted Qingjin calmly, "but I will not ignore the matter of the Yin Fruit Garden. You should go back now!"

"Sister! I'm going back now! You must take care of me!" Qingjin finally knelt down and bid farewell with reluctance.

"Guiyue," Mother Yi sat up and asked, "Has Qilan been delivered?"

"Your Majesty, we were just about to send it over," Guiyue replied, bowing her head.

"Yes, you may come along too. Represent me and make my intentions clear!"

"yes!"

Mother Yi smoothed her hair, her eyes gradually hardening. "Go and call Chi Yan and Rui Xin here."

"yes!"

It seems that the main hall of the Female Mother Palace has not summoned the attendant prince for quite some time.

Yi's mother sat alone in the main hall, recalling the lively scene from before. Chi Yan's calm gentleness, Rui Xin's rational wisdom, and Chao Xi's dashing bravery, though not her true loves, could at least soothe her lonely and guilty heart.

Now, I am the only one sitting here. Who will sit with me now? Or rather, is there anyone left who is willing to sit with me?

"Your Majesty! Lord Chiyan and Lord Ruixin have arrived!" Guiyue reported softly.

"Alright, let them in." Mother Yi took a few deep breaths, straightened her back, and perked up.

"Your humble servant, Chi Yan!"

"Your humble servant Ruixin!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" Chi Yan and Rui Xin bowed respectfully.

"Have you heard about the floods?" Mother Yi asked directly, without any pleasantries.

Chi Yan and Rui Xin exchanged glances but remained silent.

Mother Yi smiled and said, "Originally, I didn't want to get involved in this matter, because I have always respected the power of nature. However, this flood has already affected the Immortal Mountain and Yin Fruit Garden, so I have no choice but to intervene!"

Chi Yan clasped her hands and said, "Your Majesty, please enlighten me!"

Looking at Chi Yan, Yi Mu felt both guilty and moved. "Chi Yan, all these years, I have wronged you. Have you ever resented me?"

Chi Yan knelt down, lifting his robes, "Your Majesty, why do you say such things? This humble subject has never harbored any disloyalty towards Your Majesty! How could I possibly hold a grudge?"

Mother Yi smiled and nodded, then looked at Ruixin, "Ruixin, I know that our marriage is merely a pre-arranged agreement, a mutually beneficial arrangement. But now, I need your help. Can I... trust you?"

Ruixin lowered his head and remained silent.

Mother Yi smiled and said, "I know that the people of your Shangxiu Palace are closer to Xianming. When Su Yuyao was staying with you, Xianming even visited her twice."

Ruixin raised his head and looked at his mother, "Your Majesty, can you... trust your humble servant?"

Yi's mother looked at Ruixin with a profound expression, "If I didn't trust you, why would I have called you here?"

Ruixin stepped forward and knelt beside Chiyan. "Your Majesty! Please believe me!"

"Good!" Mother Yi nodded in satisfaction.

...

The aroma of tea permeates the Never Sleeping Lodge.

Xianming, holding the wide sleeves, brought the blue Jianzhan to her lips, took a small sip, and felt the floral fragrance soothe her and clear her mind!

"Fairy Tea Lord! Lord Ruixin has been summoned by the Empress Dowager!" Longjing strode into the Nevernight Pavilion. "Hmm? This tea..."

"Does it smell good?" Xianming put down her Jianzhan teacup. "This is Moonlight Beauty, with a rich floral fragrance!"

Longjing wasn't interested in exploring the tea's flavor; instead, she said anxiously, "Ruixin-jun, he..."

“No need to rush,” Xianming said with a smile, looking at Longjing. “I heard that Su Yuyao burned down the mountain. Let’s go take a look; maybe we can help.”

“But Lord Xianming, I heard that Lord Ruixin has received orders to investigate the disaster situation in Xianshan and Yinguoyuan. Will we be able to…” Longjing said worriedly.

“She wants to be won over, so I’ll let her experience betrayal, even if…” Xianming took a sip of tea and said contentedly, “This betrayal may not be so real…”

Longjing looked at Xianming, who seemed relaxed, and said, "Xianming-jun, do you... really have to do this? Didn't your relationship improve after you met Lord Xuanfeng last time?"

“Relax?” Xianming slowly stood up. “Longjing, when you came here to drink tea with Lord Xuan, you were only about the same age as Su Yuyao, weren’t you?”

Longjing lowered its head.

"When I first met you, you couldn't speak yet and didn't have a name. I brewed you a pot of tea, and after you drank it, you started making babbling sounds." Xianming recalled with a face full of happiness. "Xuanyi was also very happy and took you in with me. I brewed tea for you every day and taught you to speak. I never expected that the first thing you said would be to ask me, 'What kind of tea is this?'"

Longjing looked up at Xianming.

Xianming turned to look at Longjing, "I'm telling you, this is Longjing, from now on you'll be called Longjing!"

Longjing suddenly felt something welling up in his eyes, almost obscuring the tea leaves.

“Longjing, Xuanfeng is my child, but I couldn’t name him, I didn’t even teach him to speak, I didn’t teach him to walk, I never said a kind word to him, I never poured tea for him…” Xianming’s eyes began to moisten. “He is my only child… but… I feel like a stranger to him!”

Longjing lowered his head again, and the blurry tears in his eyes dripped onto the ground.

"Who will make up for the child I lost? Why did I let that woman go?! Why did I make my child serve her?! Obey her?!" Xianming became more and more agitated as she spoke, "I! Want her... to perish!"

Longjing suddenly looked up and saw that Xianming's blue robe was already stained with blood and tears...

...

"Brother Yue'er! Brother Yue'er!" Su Yuyao ran quickly into Shoujing Hall.

Guan Yue was meditating in the cave when he heard Su Yuyao's voice. He quickly got up and went out to greet her with a smile, "Su Yuyao! What brings you here?"

He saw Xuanfeng following behind Su Yuyao, his smile slowly faded, and he bowed slightly, saying, "Lord Xuanfeng!"

"Brother Yue'er!" Su Yuyao rushed to Guan Yue, looking up at him and asking, "What were you doing in the cave?! Making tea?"

Guan Yue looked down at Su Yuyao's fluffy eyes and said with a smile, "No, I'm meditating. But if you'd like some tea, I can brew some for you!"

"Really?! Then I want to drink it! The tea you brewed last time smelled so good! I didn't even get a chance to drink it!" Su Yuyao said as she walked towards the cave.

Xuanfeng wanted to stop him, but remembering Su Yuyao's words of reprimand, he held back.

“Lord Xuanfeng,” Guan Yue looked at Xuanfeng and asked politely, “would you like to come as well?”

“Alright!” Xuan Feng smiled at Guan Yue and followed Su Yuyao into the cave.

Xuanfeng glanced around and saw only a futon on the ground, so he sat down and gave it to Su Yuyao. Su Yuyao didn't stand on ceremony and plopped down on the futon, watching Guan Yue brew tea.

Guan Yue lit a delicate little stove by the wall, placed an open clay pot on it, slowly added water, and then added a handful of brownish-red tea leaves. Before long, a rich aroma of jujubes filled the cave.

Su Yuyao squatted by the tea stove, watching with curiosity as Guan Yue used a long-handled ladle to scoop out three bowls of orange-yellow tea.

Su Yuyao picked up the teacup, took a sip of the warm tea, and a rich, mellow sweetness filled her mouth.

"Wow! Brother Yue'er! You're amazing! You've brewed such fragrant tea!" Su Yuyao exclaimed in surprise, holding the teacup.

Guan Yue looked at Su Yuyao tenderly and said with a warm smile, "This is tea brought by Meng Yu. He said it was given to him by Lord Meng Shang, but he couldn't bear to drink it himself, so he brought it all to me!"

Su Yuyao couldn't help but chuckle as she recalled the subtle atmosphere between Meng Yu and Guan Yue.

"Brother Yue'er, Meng Yu is so good to you! He never gives us tea!" Su Yuyao picked up the teacup and took a few sips. "Mmm! It's so sweet and smooth! Even sweeter than the vegetable soup Yu Qing makes!"

"Really? Miss Yuqing even made you a vegetable soup?" Guan Yue's gaze remained fixed on Su Yuyao's face.

Su Yuyao raised her rosy cheeks and nodded, "Mmm! It's delicious! And it even has honey!" As she spoke, she took another sip of tea, closing her eyes to enjoy the smooth tea as it slid down her throat, "But... it's still not as sweet and fragrant as the tea that Brother Yue'er brews!"

Guan Yue couldn't help but laugh when he saw Su Yuyao's expression. He looked at the empty teacup in Su Yuyao's hand, then picked up a long spoon and ladled some tea for her.

"I want to try too!" Su Yuyao put down her teacup, moved in front of Guan Yue, took the long spoon from Guan Yue's hand, and shakily poured the tea into her own teacup.

"This is so much fun!"

"Shall we do it again?"

"good!"

Xuanfeng looked at Guan Yue, then at Su Yuyao in front of Guan Yue, and felt a complex mix of emotions, including anger, jealousy, sweetness, and a strong urge to make Su Yuyao kneel at his feet and weep in repentance.

"Xuanfeng!" Su Yuyao said, holding a long ladle, "Drink up! I'll pour you some tea!"

Xuanfeng looked at Su Yuyao and saw that Su Yuyao was holding the handle of the long spoon with both hands, and Guan Yue's hand... was actually resting under Su Yuyao's hand.

Xuanfeng picked up the teacup, ignoring whether it was hot or cold, and drank the tea in one gulp.

Su Yuyao didn't notice Xuanfeng's expression. Instead, she was focused on the long ladle in her hand until she filled Xuanfeng's teacup. Only then did she let out a soft sigh of relief.

“Su Yuyao,” Guan Yue said softly, supporting Su Yuyao’s hand, “Don’t pour it so full, you can go slower…”

*Thud!* The two wrist guards were slammed violently onto the ground.

Su Yuyao shuddered and quickly looked up at Xuanfeng.

Xuanfeng sat with one leg propped up, looking carefree and unrestrained, leisurely rolling up his sleeves.

Looking at the strong, powerful fingers, the slightly red and broad palms, and the bulging veins on the arms, Su Yuyao's heart began to flutter again.

Xuanfeng rolled up his sleeves, turned his head and looked sharply at Su Yuyao, only to meet a pair of sweet and tender eyes.

Su Yuyao pursed her lips, her face gradually turning red. Was she seducing me? In front of another man? How exciting!

Xuan Feng's sharpness was instantly shattered by Su Yuyao's infatuation. He wiped his face, concealing his surprise and the urge to curl his lips, and glared at her once again with his sharp eyes.

Guan Yue had already sensed Xuan Feng's unusual aura, so he released Su Yuyao's hand and said in a low voice, "My lord, please have some tea."

Xuanfeng shifted his gaze to Guan Yue's face, picked up the teacup expressionlessly, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Be careful, it's hot!" Su Yuyao warned, noticing that Xuanfeng's wide eyes trembled slightly.

Su Yuyao was a little worried and asked softly, "Did you get burned?"

"Ahem..." Xuan Feng cleared his throat and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "No."

Su Yuyao was puzzled by Xuanfeng's unusual behavior. Why did that stinky turtle seem angry? Why was he angry? Never mind! She'd better appease him first!

Holding the long spoon, she carefully poured another bowl for Xuanfeng.

"My lord! Please have some tea!" Su Yuyao coaxed with a smile.

Xuan Feng stared at Su Yuyao. "You brat! You don't even know why I'm angry?!"

"Su Yuyao!" Xuanfeng said, "Let's get down to business!"

Su Yuyao?! Su Yuyao's heart skipped a beat. She looked at the wristband that had been thrown to the ground, then at her arm with bulging veins and her palms that had been rubbed red, and her buttocks suddenly started to go numb.

I thought she was trying to seduce me, but it turns out she was going to beat me up! But why?!

Su Yuyao frowned and looked back at Guan Yue. Ah... could it be because of... Guan Yue?!

“Guan Yue,” Xuan Feng glared at Su Yuyao, but then asked Guan Yue, “Who erected Yu Qing’s memorial tablet?”

“My lord, it was Lord Qinggan who made the decision.” Guan Yue looked back at Su Yuyao and instantly understood why Xuanfeng was angry. However, he was not afraid; on the contrary, he was a little excited.

With her head down, Su Yuyao slowly moved back onto the prayer mat under Xuanfeng's gaze. Before her bottom even touched the mat, Xuanfeng suddenly pulled her away.

"Ah!" Su Yuyao swayed and instinctively grabbed Xuanfeng's arm. "Xuanfeng! What are you doing?!"

Xuanfeng grabbed Su Yuyao's wrist and pressed her down onto the prayer mat. "How many such memorial tablets has Lord Qinggan erected?"

“Uh… about… a few dozen?” Guan Yue looked at Xuan Feng’s attitude towards Su Yuyao and suddenly became worried. “My lord! You…”

"Guan Yue! How dare you erect such an irregular tombstone?" Xuan Feng questioned sternly, but his eyes remained fixed on Su Yuyao.

Su Yuyao was at a loss for what to do, and quickly sat cross-legged on the futon.

"My lord, Lord Qinggan gave me special instructions at the time, so I..."

“What you’re doing…” Xuanfeng pointed at Su Yuyao’s legs and asked leisurely, “Is it right?”

"Huh?" Su Yuyao looked at Xuanfeng blankly, wondering if he was talking to her or Guan Yue.

"My lord!" Guan Yue realized that Xuan Feng was truly angry and quickly said, "It's my fault!"

Xuanfeng frowned at Su Yuyao.

Su Yuyao looked at her cross-legged posture, thought for a moment, and slowly got up and knelt down on the futon again.

Xuanfeng then turned to Guan Yue with satisfaction and said, "Guan Yue, compile a list of all the memorial tablets that Lord Qinggan illegally erected. I need detailed information: names, addresses, areas of expertise, the content of the tablet's administration, and the matters they have handled. In short... the more detailed the better!"

"Yes! I will send it to you as soon as I finish compiling the statistics!" Guan Yue also knelt up straight and replied respectfully.

"No need, I'll wait here."

"What?!" Su Yuyao protested. "Xuanfeng! You clearly said you were going to take me out to play!"

"That depends on... how fast your brother Yue'er can go!" Xuanfeng leisurely picked up a long ladle, poured himself a bowl of tea, gently lifted it, and tentatively took a sip. "Guan Yue, why aren't you going yet?"

Seeing Xuan Feng's sinister and perverted appearance, Guan Yue quickly stood up and replied, "Yes! This subordinate will go right away!"

He glanced at the innocent Su Yuyao and hurriedly left the cave.

Ah... Jealousy really can make a person unrecognizable!