Chapter 7: Guards, throw them out!

Chapter 7: Someone, throw them out!

"Imperial Sister, these flowers of yours are truly beautiful."

"Imperial Sister, this snack is delicious."

"Oh my, Imperial Sister seems to be getting prettier and prettier lately."

Xiao Li looked at the brocade-clad youth acting like a fool in front of her with speechless exasperation, her eyes flashing with impatience: "So, what exactly are you here for?"

Prince Wei, Xiao Jingyi, rubbed his nose unnaturally: "Actually, Imperial Brother sent me to be a mediator."

Xiao Li's gaze instantly turned cold, and Xiao Jingyi immediately backed down: "Imperial Sister, I'm on your side. That Lu Yanzhi is a real piece of work, but this is Imperial Brother's command, so I have no choice but to come."

Seeing that Xiao Li remained silent, Xiao Jingyi stealthily shuffled to her side, his fair little face full of gossip: "Imperial Sister, do you really not want a Prince Consort anymore?"

Xiao Li gave him a roll of her eyes: "Otherwise? Am I playing around?"

Xiao Jingyi gave a dry laugh: "Of course Imperial Sister is serious, but you know how this works. If Imperial Brother doesn't nod his approval, you two will likely still have to be husband and wife, let alone the fact that he's even sent me to persuade you now."

Xiao Li gave him only one word: "Scram!"

Xiao Jingyi rolled away quite smoothly.

——

"Who did you say?" Xiao Li somewhat doubted her own ears.

The Red Moon spoke again: "The Princess Consort of Chen is requesting an audience."

"Heh." A trace of a cold sneer escaped her thin red lips. The female lead, huh? Things were about to get interesting.

Soon, the Princess Consort of Chen, Liu Xueyin, appeared before Xiao Li. Much like Lu Yanzhi, she wore white mourning clothes, her hair held up by only a single hairpin. With her dark brows, black hair, and skin like ice and jade, she could indeed be called a peerless beauty.

However, her cold countenance always carried an irrepressible sorrow, and her gaze was indifferent, looking upon everyone with a sense of condescending pity.

It was as if all things in the world required her sympathy.

Heh, who does she think she is?

Because of her pity, disasters were always provoked, and Lu Yanzhi had to follow behind her time and again to clean up her messes.

Because of her single sentence—"the child is innocent"—the original owner of this body was forced to give birth to a bastard.

She was kind, she was noble, so she let others bear all the pain.

Isn't this just a living, breathing "Saintess Bitch"?

"Princess, can you please let Yanzhi-ge go?"

Liu Xueyin's face was a mask of conflict, hesitation, and earnest pleading.

Xiao Li was almost nauseated by the sight. She let out a cold laugh: "Then how do you want me to let him go?"

Liu Xueyin seemed to undergo a great psychological struggle before gathering the courage to look up at Xiao Li, saying with utmost seriousness: "If I beg you, can you divorce him?"

Xiao Li felt as if she had heard the greatest joke in the world. After enduring it for a moment, she burst into loud laughter.

"Hahahaha... hahaha... This is truly too funny..." She laughed until tears came to her eyes.

Who the hell did Liu Xueyin think she was? Who did she think she was?

Seeing that Xiao Li wouldn't agree, Liu Xueyin immediately grew anxious: "Yanzhi-ge won't be happy with you. Why must you torment each other? Now Yanzhi-ge's reputation has been ruined by you, why can't you let him go?"

The smile remained on Xiao Li's face. While wiping her tears with a handkerchief, she asked her

"As far as I know, you and the Prince of Chen are also a resentful couple. The Prince of Chen treats you with coldness and occasionally subjects you to various forms of torment. Why don't you persuade him to let you go?"

Xiao Li spoke with heavy sarcasm, but Liu Xueyin thought it was a heart-to-heart conversation. Her face filled with gloom and agony: "Do you think I don't want to?"

Xiao Li sighed with a laugh: "How truly pitiful."

This sentence was sincere.

The female lead of this book was a "Saintess Bitch" that Xiao Li couldn't comprehend, and the male lead, the Prince of Chen, was a neurotic who was disgusting to look at.

He hated this Princess Consort that the late Emperor had forced upon him, so he neglected her and abused her. While he took her, he would call her a slut; he would sleep with her repeatedly, yet throw her to others to be bullied, causing her to become pregnant only to have her suffer a miscarriage.

Later, his conscience finally awakened, and he entered the "wife-chasing crematorium" phase. But as a result? This female lead was also a true Saintess. After being abused to a tragic degree, once the Prince of Chen put on an act of misery and pity, she scurried right back to him.

Isn't that just cheap?

"Princess, the Prince Consort has broken in!"

The guards of the Princess's manor took orders from the Princess, but they didn't dare to actually lay hands on the Prince Consort.

And so, Lu Yanzhi charged in without any restraint.

His injuries should have mostly healed, but the scars had not completely faded, so he wore a sky-blue embroidered headband across his forehead. It looked quite elegant and refined, but unfortunately, because of his anxious expression, that elegance was utterly lost.

"Xueyin!"

Seeing that Liu Xueyin was safe and sound, his tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

Liu Xueyin also cast aside her recent gloom, looking incredibly delighted: "Yanzhi-ge."

Xiao Li: *Is this damn place a no-man's land?*

Lu Yanzhi walked over quickly. He wanted to reach out but restrained himself, standing two steps away, looking at her with nothing but worry and deep affection: "Are you alright?"

Liu Xueyin smiled as gracefully as a flower slowly blooming: "I'm fine. And you?"

Xiao Li: "*Yue*." This was starting to taste like a melodramatic soap opera.

The two stared at each other as if no one else were present for a moment before Lu Yanzhi remembered Xiao Li's existence. He immediately shielded Liu Xueyin behind him, his expression shifting instantly to one of cold disgust: "Do not involve innocent people in the matters between you and me."

This... is also a damn psycho!

Xiao Li speared a piece of watermelon with a fork and put it in her mouth, then pointed at them with the silver fork: "Someone, throw them out!"

The two left with faces full of anger and humiliation. Xiao Li instantly felt like the air had become breathable again.

"Have you seen enough of the show? Why haven't you crawled out yet?"

Xiao Jingyi climbed down from the courtyard wall, fanning himself with a practiced air of elegance: "It's not that I was eavesdropping on purpose; I just suddenly remembered I had something unfinished to say."

"The Empress Dowager is hosting a banquet tonight. She insists that you attend."

What good could come from the Empress Dowager hosting a banquet at a time like this?

The Emperor's recent moves could not be called small, but the Lu family was not an ordinary aristocratic clan after all; the Emperor didn't dare swallow them whole in one go.

So, now that he's finished reaping the benefits, is he preparing to smooth things over?

But even if the Emperor wanted to paint a picture of peace and continue using his kinship to manipulate them, he should consider whether they are willing.

The Lu family had suffered such a massive loss; they would surely try to pull Lu Yanzhi out of the Princess's manor. Therefore, the Emperor's perfect plan would undoubtedly fall through.

Rescinding the marriage decree was an inevitability.

Originally, Xiao Li had been eager to dump Lu Yanzhi and was looking forward to the outcome, but now she had changed her mind.

It wasn't that she wanted to divorce Lu Yanzhi; it was that Lu Yanzhi was desperate to escape her grasp.

Originally, it would have been a happy ending for everyone, but just now, the two of them had truly disgusted her.

Being all lovey-dovey right in front of her—did they think she was dead?

A wicked light flashed in her eyes. Xiao Li beckoned to Xiao Jingyi, who obediently ran over, only to be grabbed by the collar and pulled close.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her red lips curling upward, her eyes filled with deep malice as she threatened nakedly: "Go tell Imperial Brother, I can take a step back, but it must be exchanged for rewards."

After speaking, she patted Xiao Jingyi's cheek and said enticingly: "Fiefdoms, gold and silver, people—you go negotiate. If you make me satisfied, I'll give you thirty percent. Understand?"

Xiao Jingyi's eyes instantly brightened. There were such benefits?

"Don't worry, Imperial Sister, leave it to me!"

Watching Xiao Jingyi's cheerful retreating figure, Xiao Li couldn't help but snort: "As expected of a weathercock—a sycophant and quick-witted."

Xiao Jingyi was currently a leisure prince. Later, when the imperial power changed, he immediately switched sides to cling to the new thigh, and ended up as a leisure prince once again.

Truly, no one was more pragmatic than him.