"It doesn’t matter. If you want to be presumptuous, then be it. After all, who am I but the sister-in-law of these people? Should we truly beco one family, then it’s only right for to teach her a lesson on behalf of her brother. However, as I take a closer look at this face, between the brows, within the eyes, I fail to see any resemblance to Mr. Pei. Could it be that Tang Shaogong picked you up from so dung heap and passed you off as the genuine article?"
Li Sangruo’s expression changed drastically.
To her, nothing was more grating than being mocked by Feng Yun with that term ’sister-in-law’.
"Your Highness need not feel aggrieved." Feng Yun offered a slight smile, her tone devoid of mockery, yet each word struck deep.
"Failing to beco his wife, you still have the chance to be his sister, right? Were I you, I’d cozy up to the sister-in-law. Please , and I might just whisper in his ear for you, turning Mr. Pei’s blind eye into a gesture of rcy... Dajin wouldn’t miss that bit of food; keeping a useless person around doesn’t amount to much."
Out of breath from anger, Li Sangruo nearly died of fury.
"Feng Yun, don’t be too pleased with yourself..."
"Too soon? I think I’ve been quite late." Feng Yun replied, her smile faint, her pretty face blooming like a flower, still appearing calm and collected, "If I wait any longer for my mont of satisfaction, I’ll have to do it over your grave. We shouldn’t delay; best get on with it."
Li Sangruo, driven to extres, laughed wildly out of pure fury, her eyes filled with hatred.
"Mr. Pei should really see for himself the true face of your success. What noble lady of a prestigious family? Just look at you; how different are you from a common shrew?"
Feng Yun: "Angry, are you? Then try and enjoy your mont of triumph. Dare to show just once, and I can have the people of Yecheng mourning for the Empress Dowager today!"
Li Sangruo’s chest rose and fell, her gaze fiercely burning as if she could spew flas.
"Ha! No matter how formidable you are, aren’t you still at the service of a man?"
She assud the airs of the Empress Dowager, looking down contemptuously at Feng Yun.
She had intended to flaunt that it was she who was attended to by n...
Unexpectedly, Feng Yun burst into laughter upon hearing this, laughing uncontrollably.
"Why don’t you attend to soone? Is it because you don’t wish to?"
Don’t wish to?
Don’t wish to?
The Emperor of Xifeng had died, soone she couldn’t attend to.
She wished to attend to Pei Jue, but he wasn’t interested.
Other n might indeed attend to her, but only by force.
Li Sangruo was thoroughly infuriated.
The most painful and tender part of her heart was being sliced open, toyed with, and insulted by Feng Yun. Her already agitated emotions were whipped into a frenzy...
For a mont, her forehead was tightly furrowed, her body trembling, her eyes wild as if ready to devour soone alive, her fists pounding the table, banging continuously.
"Get out, get out of my sight..."
With a shallow smile on her face, Feng Yun stood watching her.
Two Palace Maids hurried over, trying to hold back and calm Li Sangruo.
"Your Highness, please, calm your anger, Your Highness, please..."
Whenever Li Sangruo lost her mind, it was they who ended up suffering.
Seeing Li Sangruo provoked to such a state, the face of the Palace Maid turned white with fear, continuously trying to soothe her.
Regrettably, with Li Sangruo’s reason overwheld by rage, she was not appreciative.
"Get out, all of you get out! Leave be!"
Used to flaunting the Empress Dowager’s power, her temper was difficult to subdue once provoked.
Xiaoman had never seen Li Sangruo so wildly deranged before. She watched the two Palace Maids knocking their heads against the floor, feeling a mix of shock and relief, and thanked her lucky stars.
Her mistress never bullied the servants; otherwise, they couldn’t survive.
A teacup ca flying over.
With a bang, it shattered on the floor.
Having observed Li Sangruo for so long, seeing her fingers shaking and her eyes bloodshot as if she could keel over from rage at any mont, Feng Yun raised an eyebrow, looked at the trembling maids and said lightly:
"Didn’t you hear? The Empress Dowager told you to leave, so scram. Go find the Female Historian and get reassigned. Don’t step foot in the Fangyun Hall ever again. If you upset the Empress Dowager further, I’ll have your skins."
The two maids were at first frightened, startled.
Then they realized the situation.
Sharing a glance, they were overjoyed; with deeply grateful expressions, they kowtowed three tis toward Feng Yun.
"Thank you, Princess, for your rcy. We’ll leave at once... We’ll leave at once..."
The two Palace Maids scrambled away faster than anything else.
It wasn’t until they were gone that Li Sangruo, watching the curtain flutter in their wake, realized...
The attendants had been sent away by Feng Yun.
So who was going to serve her?
"Co back! You all co back to serve !"
"Stop shouting." Feng Yun’s expression was cold and calm, her voice holding a laugh, "Who asked you to encounter such a wicked sister-in-law? It’s just bad luck, little sister-in-law; bear with it."
Li Sangruo collapsed to the ground stiffly, gasping for breath.
Feng Yun stood up, "Xiaoman, let’s go. My husband should be returning soon. Ah, back to serving a man it is, such is our fate..."
"Ah!!"
Everything on the desk was knocked over, and Li Sangruo, having nothing else to vent on, fiercely tore at her own dress, hysterically screaming, her heart wracked with spasms of pain.
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