Yu Tingwan closed her eyes with restraint, her desire to see the He Family living a life worse than death growing stronger.
She wasn’t sure how she made it through hearing the verdict at He Xuran’s place.
As the next case was about to be heard, the He Family was dragged back to their cell. The girl got up from the ground and left silently.
When He Xuran settled back into his main seat and drank a sip of tea to refresh his throat, he casually looked up and no longer saw a trace of the girl’s figure.
He frowned slightly and turned his head to instruct his trusted aide.
"Go check it out."
The aide, who had been with him for many years, knew exactly who he was referring to.
"Yes."
But before he could make a move, he heard He Xuran laugh silently.
"Forget it."
Yu Tingwan’s face didn’t look good, but she was in the dark, so it wasn’t visible.
The girl’s footsteps were sotis light, sotis heavy, as if walking on clouds, yet seemingly capable of falling into hell at any mont.
The street was crowded, with shouts of vendors heard from ti to ti.
Soon, these sounds ca to an abrupt halt.
Yu Tingwan paused for a mont, ignored it, and continued walking forward.
Fu ng disdainfully followed behind at a leisurely pace.
It had neither quality nor morals.
In a bad mood, it wanted to see nothing and no one.
Seeing a stone on the ground, it directly kicked it with a paw to a wall not far away, where it couldn’t be retrieved.
Seeing a purse dropped on the ground that no one dared to pick up, Fu ng took the money out and discarded the purse.
All the scattered copper coins were also thrown away by it.
It left only a small silver ingot.
Fu ng placed it on the ground and kicked it away.
The owner of the purse: .....
Once everyone left, he dared to curse and step forward to pick it all up.
Fu ng continued walking forward and saw a small child playing on the street, only capable of crawling.
It was a joke.
Would it hesitate?
Fu ng raised a front paw, planning to kick the child to hang on the tree ahead.
Behind it, Rong Di realized sothing was wrong and was about to act, but soone was faster, scooping up the giggling child.
It was Yu Tingwan, who had returned.
Fu ng looked displeased at Yu Tingwan, who ddled in its affairs.
The girl returned the child in her arms to the stumbling, running child’s mother.
She looked at Rong Di, wanting to stay hidden in the shadows, her tone indifferent.
"Take it away."
Fu ng: ???
Wherever Hu Dongxi went, it was always the center of attention.
Yu Tingwan’s attitude displeased it greatly.
It didn’t understand.
The people around Wei Zhao—Rong Di, Shunzi, Chi Yu, and the soldiers of the Wei Family Army, not to ntion Xiao Huaian in Shangjing and other notable young masters, all revered it and held it in high regard.
It wasn’t an ordinary tiger!
When Wei Zhao was once summoned into the Imperial Palace, it went along and road around the Imperial Garden.
Then...
The rabbit raised by the Ninth Princess caught Fu ng’s eye.
Fu ng, rembering Wei Zhao’s admonishnt not to cause trouble, politely nodded at the rabbit and then at itself.
He wanted it.
The Princess turned black-faced and told him to leave.
For this, Fu ng was furious and swallowed the rabbit whole in front of the Ninth Princess.
It was indeed as pleasing to see as it was useful.
Chomp, chomp.
Very tender, very delicious.
Thinking back on it now, Fu ng still salivated a little.
Yes, the very Ninth Princess who had her dignity affronted by being rejected and whose future was ruined by her spiteful refusal from Yang Weiweng.
Furious at being disgraced by an animal, the Ninth Princess, wiping her tears, went to Yangxin Hall to have Emperor Ying seek justice for her.
At that ti, Emperor Ying and Duke Shun were playing chess, with Wei Zhao sitting by Duke Shun’s side.
Upon hearing the matter, Wei Zhao chuckled lightly.
The crying Ninth Princess: ???
Emperor Ying, with an authoritative presence without anger, tossed down his chess piece: "Gui Zhi, what are you laughing about?"
Wei Zhao rose and bowed.
"Your Majesty, Fu ng’s actions are likely due to the words I frequently admonish the Wei Family Army in the barracks."
Emperor Ying seed intrigued.
"Oh? Tell Us."
Wei Zhao: "I often tell them that to deal with enemy forces, one must use all ans necessary, and if in a disadvantageous situation, one should win with wisdom."
Emperor Ying paused slightly, his previous displeasure fading, his gaze at Wei Zhao less scrutinizing.
He suddenly burst into laughter.
The old servant Mr. Tu, who waited upon Emperor Ying, also wore a smile, knowing well what words could please the monarch and willing to favor the Duke Shun Mansion.
He smiled at Wei Zhao: "If I recall correctly, wasn’t that what His Majesty said to General Jing Yuan before his expedition years ago?"
Wei Zhao responded: "Yes, my uncle was grateful for the royal grace and often ntioned these sacred words to , which I have kept in my heart and dared not forget."
Wei Zhao respectfully: "Even Fu ng rembered it, indicating that the Wei Family Army must certainly bear it in mind."
How could this not please His Majesty’s heart?
Duke Shun stood up accordingly: "Ahem, Fu ng’s reckless behavior disturbed the Princess, for which I am ashad."
At this ti, he was already poisoned.
The Ninth Princess, spoiled, showed no decrease in anger on her face.
"That’s my beloved pet I raised for three years! Can Duke Shun’s light statent of recklessness suffice?"
"Don’t think you Wei Family can rest on your laurels and I’ll swallow my grievances."
"Father, you better not be coaxed by Wei Zhao’s few words."
She dared say this because she believed Emperor Ying already had opinions about the Wei Family.
No one knew what Emperor Ying was truly thinking, but he reprimanded her outwardly.
"Silence!"
"I’ve spoiled you to behave so outrageously!"
"All this for a rabbit, you don’t fear being ridiculed!"
Emperor Ying smilingly: "Feng Xing, co sit. You are of poor health, and seldom visit the palace. I’m about to win this ga; you better not back out of your promise."
Duke Shun: "Your subject dare not."
Later, when Duke Shun passed away, Wei Zhao won victory after victory,
Fu ng once again entered the palace and again ate the rabbits the Ninth Princess raised.
The Ninth Princess turned red with anger, instructing the inner guards to kill this brazen animal!
But who dared act against Fu ng?
Thus, she stord off to find Wei Zhao in fury.
By then, Wei Zhao was a hero full of triumphs, with a newfound backbone.
His father, Duke Shun, had planning and skills, but as a civil servant, he didn’t have the military power that would make the emperor wary.
He, by his own power, restored the Wei Family to the prosperity it had during General Jing Yuan’s tenure.
Wei Zhao smiled and said: "The Princess, with her intelligence, excels in everything from music and chess to calligraphy and painting. Raising a pet is also no challenge, enticing Fu ng to covet it daily."
"I’ll be sure to scold him sharply."
The Ninth Princess: ???
"Wei Zhao! You..."
The Ninth Princess: "No way? You must put it to death now!"
Wei Zhao: "So the Princess is not satisfied."
Wei Zhao pondered briefly, lowered his gaze: "I cannot bear it in my heart. How about the Princess takes it to your residence and dispose of it as you wish?"
The Ninth Princess: ...
How could she dispose of it!
How dare she!
Xiao Huaian was also there at that ti.
Joking on the side.
"Look at this, I almost thought it tore apart the Princess’s bedchamber."
"This Fu ng is quite sothing. But Princess, you should also be more magnanimous. These years it followed Wei Zhao at the border, contributing to victories."
"His Majesty even awarded it. If I were you, I definitely wouldn’t mind, maybe even raise a few more, let it eat to its satisfaction."
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