If she wasn't a princess of the royal family, if she wasn't her senior brother's half-sister, at this moment, she really wanted to rush over and slap her in the face.
She still remembered that this princess had a good relationship with Ye Zelin. She felt uncomfortable when she heard the name "Brother Lin". At the ball party of the Grand Princess of Anguo, she kept flirting with Ye Zelin. It was a princess of a country who was actually thinking about a married man.
If Zhao Yinong was not a princess and dared to think about her husband, she would not be Hua Fushu if she did not deal with Zhao Yinong!
She had recovered. Zhao Yinong came over and wanted to leave immediately, but she remembered Madam Ouyang's instructions and had to stop. Xinyan beside her had already greeted her. She glanced at Sanqiao, and the two of them followed suit.
Zhao Yinong saw that her movements were not proper and knew that she had not learned the rules of etiquette. She knew that if a member of the Tian family did not perform the ceremony properly, it would be considered contempt for the royal family and punishable by death according to the law. The several noble ladies around her were already angry. She said with a tolerant and generous attitude, "Young Madam, please do not be polite."
Yan Xijun already disliked Hua Fushu, and seeing her disrespecting the princess, she naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity to make Hua Fushu pay. "Princess, what she did wasn't polite at all. It was disrespectful to you and disrespectful to the royal family. She must not be let off lightly."
Zhao Yinong smiled faintly: "Xijun, ignorance is not a crime. Etiquette is empty. Why bother with these things? Today is a good day for my third cousin. It is not appropriate to see bloodshed."
Sanqiao naturally understood what the princess meant. She was using her reputation for being magnanimous and generous to tell everyone that her daughter had been disrespectful to the princess and disrespected the royal family. She was about to speak in Hua Fushu's defense when Hua Fushu spoke first, "I am of humble origin and little knowledge. Although I have learned some etiquette and rules, I don't follow them well. The princess is tolerant and doesn't look down on me for my clumsiness. I am deeply grateful. Tomorrow I will go to Daxiangguo Temple to pray to the Buddha for a smooth life for the princess."
After saying this, she bowed to Zhao Yinong, and her movements were a little more standardized than before.
Zhao Yinong just wanted to tell everyone that she was disrespectful to the royal family and the princess. She was not a fool, so how could she not know what Zhao Yinong was thinking? Sometimes, showing weakness is also a form of self-protection.
If she begged for mercy from Zhao Yinong, it would be telling everyone that she was disrespectful to the princess and the royal family. She bowed to express her gratitude and stated that she did not know etiquette, just to tell everyone that she did not disrespect you. At the same time, it also told everyone that the princess was magnanimous and would not take it to heart. Even if someone wanted to find fault with her, she would not give in.
Yan Xijun didn't expect Hua Fushu to say that, and she felt annoyed immediately.
Zhao Yinong said kindly, "Young Madam, there's no need to be so polite."
Hua Fushu thanked him with tears in his eyes.
Zhao Yinong found the hairpin on her bun quite familiar. Wasn’t that the white jade phoenix hairpin that Ye Zelin won at the game?
She thought Ye Zelin would give the phoenix-head hairpin to Madam Ouyang, but unexpectedly, he gave it to Hua Fushu. Suddenly, anger welled up in her heart, but a smile remained on her face. "Isn't the phoenix-head hairpin on the young lady's head a lucky charm won by Brother Lin? I remember Sister Ruhuan asked Brother Lin for it, but she didn't expect it to end up in the young lady's hands. This phoenix-head hairpin is made of the finest mutton-fat white jade, and it's so beautiful that anyone who sees it will love it."
Hua Fushu felt that the princess' words were meant to sow discord between her and Ruhuan, telling everyone that she, as a sister-in-law, was stealing her sister-in-law's things. She glanced at Zhao Yinong, touched the white jade phoenix hairpin on her head, and said with a smile, "My husband originally wanted to give it to Sister Ruhuan, but he said it would suit my skin tone better, so he gave it to me instead. He also picked out some gouache from Qingyan Pavilion for Sister Ruhuan."
Yan Xijun already disliked Hua Fushu, and seeing her arrogance and showing off made her even more displeased. An idea struck her, and she said, "I heard that the young lady once smashed a casino and caused a disturbance in court. I wonder if this is true."
She pretended to think about something and smiled, "It wasn't in the past. It seemed like it was last month. It hurt when Mr. Bao hit you with that stick. You lay on the couch for so many days."
As soon as these words were spoken, all the ladies were in an uproar. They had never expected that the young lady of the Ye family would behave in such a bad way. It was truly appalling and shameful.
Hua Fushu knew that Yan Xijun did it on purpose to make people laugh at her.
Sanqiao looked a little embarrassed, but saw that Hua Fushu looked indifferent.
Xinyan next to her already had an unnatural look on her face. Although Hua Fushu had nothing to do with the Lu family, she was Lu Tianyun's friend. Her bad reputation would somewhat influence Lu Tianyun, who would say that she made friends with just anyone.
Yan Xijun was stunned. She had brought up this shameful and disgraceful matter, yet Hua Fushu wasn't angry at all, not even reacting at all, as if it had nothing to do with her. She pinched her handkerchief and said provocatively, "Breaking up the casino and causing trouble in court has not only brought shame upon the General's Mansion, but also upon his parents. He's truly from a humble family, and he has no sense of shame."
Princess Xinyang beside her had a faint smile on her face, looking like she was enjoying the show.
Anger welled up in Sanqiao's eyes. She was about to open her mouth to argue, but Hua Fushu stopped her with a look. She stepped forward and said calmly, "Miss Yan, are you finished?"
Yan Xijun said, "Why? You dare to do it but you're not allowed to say anything. You've done something so shameful and disgraceful to the family. You've got no mother to teach you anything!"
The veins on Hua Fushu's forehead bulged slightly, and the curve of her lips deepened, making people's hair stand on end. Zhao Yinong thought she would teach Yan Xijun a lesson, but she opened her red lips and told a story:
"There's a storyteller at the Sifang Pavilion. I was drinking tea there a couple of days ago and heard a story about a girl from a noble family who chopped off a finger of her maidservant because she accidentally hurt her while combing her hair. I was curious about her family, so I had someone investigate. It turned out that she had beaten a maidservant to death two years ago. The maidservant was a servant, and if she did something wrong, she was just beaten and scolded, and told not to do it again. But she beat someone to death for such a trivial matter. That's incredibly cruel. If anyone marries this girl in the future, I'm afraid there will be unrest in the family."
The ladies were talking to each other.
"Whose girl is this? Beating someone to death is not a big deal."
"This girl is too vicious."
"Is it fake?"
"It's a life after all."
Every word drifted into Yan Xijun's ears, and she instantly became angry and humiliated: "Hua Fushu, don't slander me!"
Hua Fushu pretended to be stunned: "Miss Yan, I didn't mention anyone by name, why are you so angry? Could it be that the vicious girl is you?"
Yan Xijun said sternly, "Hua Fushu, you're talking nonsense! You're slandering me!"
Hua Fushu pretended to be shocked: "It's really Miss Yan, what a surprise."
The crowd started to make noise again.
The story of Hua Fushu breaking into a gambling house and causing trouble in court was widely spread. She had no intention of denying it, because she couldn't deny it. She pretended not to be angry and told the story calmly, leading Yan Xijun to identify herself with the story. This was like killing ten thousand people and hurting herself by three thousand.
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