Tong Wanyan pinched his chest in annoyance, her eyes filled with seductive charm.
"Nonsense. It's just that rivals are always jealous of each other. I could smell her vixen scent from ten miles away," Tong Wanyan said.
Yinreng chuckled, "My darling is that amazing?"
Tong Wanyan puffed out her chest proudly and said, "That's right."
"Then I'll leave my backyard to you. You can do whatever you want with our family, and if you don't like anyone, just kick them out," Yinreng said.
Tong Wanyan was taken aback. After going around in circles, the burden of dealing with the affairs of the backyard still fell on her shoulders.
"Can we just ignore it? With Granny Ling here, I don't want to deal with these things." Tong Wanyan said with a hint of jealousy, "They are your legitimate concubines after all. You don't care about them now, but what if you bring up old grievances later?"
Yinreng was furious with her. Seeing her shifty and evasive eyes, he rolled over, propped himself up on his arms, and imprisoned her in his embrace.
"Should I teach you properly what it means to regard your husband as your heaven?" Yinreng's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, his beauty astonishing.
Tong Wanyan was stunned: "You vixen."
What can fairies do? Fairies fight!
Yinreng carried the person into the inner room and had Deshun stand guard outside the door. They fussed over it until it got dark in the evening.
Tong Wanyan lay there, feeling utterly weak, her fingertips still numb and tingling.
"Want to do it again?" Yinreng smiled smugly. He had been practicing martial arts diligently lately, and the results were quite good.
Tong Wanyan's voice was hoarse: "No, no, I'll take care of the backyard, okay?"
“My silly girl, the servants will handle the tedious tasks. You just need to keep an eye on things occasionally. Now that Lady Fucha has entered Yuqing Palace, she can neither be dismissed nor killed. I have no other way but to have you personally suppress her. This was my oversight, it was my fault.” Yinreng kissed her forehead tenderly, looking at her cicada-wing-like eyelashes.
She's such a good girl, so good that he's glad he's the crown prince so he can have her.
The next day, when Fucha Yuxian received a stack of scriptures from Chunque, she was completely bewildered.
She thought that she and Tong Wanyan would keep to themselves and not interfere with each other.
"What does this mean?" Fucha Yuxian's face was frosty, exuding an air of aloofness.
Chunque, unperturbed, respectfully held up the scriptures: "Consort Tong has received instructions from the Empress Dowager to send you several scriptures. She would like to ask you to copy a few copies for the Empress Dowager."
Fucha Yuxian stroked the long, gilded armor on her hand, its sharp edges gleaming.
"Is it the Empress Dowager, or Consort Tong?" Fucha Yuxian asked imposingly.
Chun Que smiled gently: "Of course, you have everything. The Crown Prince has given Consort Tong the right to manage the inner courtyard of Yuqing Palace, so it is only right that you are under his jurisdiction."
Fucha Yuxian looked at her sternly: "How could I not know?"
"Now Consort Fucha knows, doesn't she? You disobeyed the Empress Dowager, and it was only because Consort Tong spoke up for you that the Empress Dowager's anger was appeased. Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a simple matter as copying Buddhist scriptures now." Chunque showed no respect to Fucha Yuxian.
Each served their own master; she was Tong Wanyan's servant, and even more so, Yinreng's servant. Fucha Yuxian could not touch her.
Moreover, although Chunque's words were sharp, her attitude was exceptionally respectful, and there was no fault in finding any fault in her being a servant who was disrespectful to her master.
Fucha Yuxian was furious, but she was only angry at herself.
"I'm going to ask the Crown Prince." Fucha Yuxian stood up angrily, with Qiaocui following closely behind, bumping into Chunque in the process.
Fortunately, Chunque was quick-witted. When she saw someone rushing towards her, she subtly turned to the side, causing Qiaocui to miss.
No matter how deep the waters of the Fucha Mansion may be, they cannot be deeper than the deep palace filled with white bones.
From the very beginning, Chunque was deliberately provoking the master and servant. And sure enough, the fox's tail was revealed in anger.
Fucha Yuxian led a group of servants in a menacing manner toward Yinreng's study.
A sharp-eyed servant rushed over early to inform De Shun, so that Yinreng could be prepared.
Yinreng was born to be aloof; why should he bother with such trivial matters?
However, thinking of Tong Wanyan, he inexplicably turned his heels, walked out of the study, and waited for her to come over in the courtyard.
Fucha Yuxian was indignant and deliberately brought four palace maids, two eunuchs, and two nannies with her.
With one foot raised and eight feet striding, even the lowest-ranking concubines in the palace couldn't match her imposing presence.
It is evident that she had a very smooth time in the Fucha household.
"My lord, I don't know what I did wrong to allow Consort Tong to humiliate me! I am, after all, the Consort bestowed upon you by the Imperial Noble Consort, and the legitimate daughter of the Fucha family. How could she humiliate me like this? Is she dissatisfied with you?" Fucha Yuxian's eyes were filled with tears. When the cold beauty looked at him with tears in her eyes, she had a unique charm.
Yinreng looked down at her, while Lingpu stood behind him, his forehead dripping with cold sweat.
If he still hasn't realized he misjudged Yinreng by this point, he's truly unworthy of Yinreng's important responsibilities.
"The Tongjia clan was bestowed upon me by Father Emperor. Before the Imperial Noble Consort passed away, she only asked Father Emperor for two things. One was to take good care of the Fourth Prince. The other was to treat the Tongjia clan well." Yinreng mercilessly trampled on Fucha Yuxian's face.
Fucha Yuxian's tears stopped abruptly: "Master?"
"Regardless of your status, Lady Tongjia has the right to punish you; this was granted to her by me. Are you dissatisfied with me?" Yinreng's eyes were filled with murderous intent, sharply piercing through the unbearable feelings in Fucha Yuxian's heart.
She was filled with anxiety, always feeling that Yinreng had discovered her secret.
"No woman is allowed to enter my study. Go back and reflect on your actions. Otherwise, you'll be returning to the Fucha residence next time," Yinreng said ruthlessly, flicking his sleeves.
Fucha Yuxian panicked immediately. She stood up helplessly and looked stubbornly at Yinreng, as if she wanted to maintain the dignity of her Manchu noblewoman.
How ridiculous! Who can compare their dignity to that of royalty?
Yinreng watched her act with disdain, then turned to leave.
Fucha Yuxian suddenly raised her voice and said, "When you and I pledged our lives to each other, it wasn't like this. Besides, isn't it Tongjia Shi who gets to enter your study? I am so much inferior to her that you dislike me like this."
Fucha Yuxian truly didn't understand. Apart from Tong Wanyan being more beautiful than her, how could she possibly surpass her?
She doesn't even have the ability to manage the inner quarters; how can she be a virtuous wife to the Crown Prince?
Yinreng, who hadn't paid much attention before, turned back around after hearing these words.
He walked step by step to Fucha Yuxian, his approaching movements seemingly touching the very core of her heart, making her utterly captivated.
While Fucha Yuxian's eyes were glazed over, he kicked her in the chest with all his might.
"How can you compare to her? You're overestimating yourself," Yinreng said with disgust.
Blood welled up in Fucha Yuxian's throat, and she dared not open her mouth.
She stared resentfully at Yinreng's feet. The boots were new, and she knew that only Tong Wanyan knew how to embroider them.
"My lord, I know I was wrong." Fucha Yuxian lowered her head obediently, her previous arrogance and aggressiveness gone.
Will Yinreng believe her?
With a venomous snake nearby, how could he feel at ease without pulling out its tendons and fangs?
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