With Meng Hanyue’s words, not only did the Emperor’s face slightly change, but everyone else was deeply shocked and incredulous.
Since ancient times, women were not allowed to be involved in politics, yet in Anqing Country, girls learned about the livelihood of the people and even took up official positions in the Imperial Court from a young age, which was utterly unimaginable.
However, some farsighted individuals sighed in private: Given that both men and women of Anqing Country possess outstanding talents, it is no wonder that their national strength is robust and that no one dares to take them lightly.
Yang Mengchen’s eyes shone brightly, her heart clear.
Presumably, only that female military physician, namely Brother Jingqi’s Imperial Aunty, could have such an idea that was nothing short of shocking and unheard of, right?
Meanwhile, Long Yanrou’s complexion fluctuated between red and pale, standing there dumbfounded, looking extremely embarrassed, wishing she could tear Meng Hanyue to pieces.
As if feeling that the blow to Long Yanrou was not enough, Meng Hanyue continued, "Being a Royal Princess supported by the people in luxury, Princess Yanrou doesn’t even know the basics of how the people live their lives. It shows that she has never taken up her due responsibilities toward the state and its people. Thinking about it, I am even embarrassed on behalf of Princess Yanrou. Let’s not mention how marrying my brother is to promote eternal friendship between the two countries, Princess Yanrou knows the true state of affairs better than anyone!"
Biting her lip, Long Yanrou looked at Meng Jingqi with a face full of sorrow and grievance, her tears rolling down her jade-like cheeks silently but in such large drops that they did not disturb her makeup. Her figure teetered as if about to collapse. The disappointment and sadness that came from deep within were fully expressed through her tears and body language, making her seem like she had suffered a great injustice and evoking pity and sympathy from onlookers.
A Commandery Princess of a nation, behaving as if she were a delicate flower, made for a pretentious display. Yang Mengchen’s eyes held a shadowy light, and her lips curled with a barely discernible sneer.
Seeing the usually proud and domineering Long Yanrou publicly humiliated, many ladies felt an extreme sense of satisfaction, cursing her privately as deserving it.
Prince Ke and the Princely Heir were furious, but unfortunately, as males and members of the royal family, they naturally could not publicly dispute with a woman, and so they both made a suggestive glance at the Prince’s Wife.
The darling daughter was aggrieved, and the Prince’s Wife, feeling both distressed and angry, received signals from her father and husband and immediately pointed at Meng Hanyue like a fighting rooster and scolded angrily, "This is Dong Chu, and you, a foreign princess, better not be so arrogant! Yanrou has a noble status, and is also known as ’the most beautiful and talented woman in the world.’ Now she has condescended to marry into Qing’an Country, yet instead of being grateful, you spew insults, which is simply preposterous!"
As the saying goes, it’s not the wolf-like opponents to fear, but the pig-like teammates!
If not for the inappropriateness of the occasion, Yang Mengchen truly wanted to burst out laughing. Long Yanrou had clearly been critically lambasted, yet the Prince’s Wife still managed to deliver such a fatal supplementary blow—it was absolutely stunning!
Noticing the suppressed amusement of his beloved, Long Xuanmo gently squeezed his beloved’s hand to remind her to be mindful of her image and the setting.
Although he also held great disdain for the Prince’s Wife and her daughter, they were still members of the royal family. Their public embarrassment meant that the royal family too lost face.
The crowd shook their heads and sighed.
Not to mention that Qing’an Country was far stronger than Dong Chu, just consider that Crown Prince Meng began writing poetry at the age of three, composed prose at five, and was famous throughout the world at six. With his peerless appearance and masterful command of both the literary and military arts (information naturally learned from the traders, some of his poetry also became widely spread), such a person of exceptional elegance was admired by all.
While Princess Yanrou was certainly beautiful and talented, her status was far from comparable to that of Crown Prince Meng. And now, with the Prince’s Wife making such bold and shameless claims, she was simply being utterly nonsensical. freewebnøvel_com
Prince Ke and the Princely Heir were so angry they could spit blood. Madam Zhong (the Prince’s Wife) had no brains, but they could never have imagined that she would be this foolish.
Long Yanrou was already embarrassed, but upon hearing her mother’s words, she was so ashamed her face turned blood-red, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground. How could she have such a stupid and vulgar mother? Did she not know this would make Yanrou’s reputation suffer even more?
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