CHAPTER 78: CHAPTER 77: FILTHY MOUTH!

Yu Nianzhao lifted her gaze and saw the young woman in a red and blue phoenix tail dress surrounded by a group of noble ladies, like stars circling the moon.

The woman’s pretty face reflected disdain, and she held a silk fan in her hand, unabashedly showing her malice towards Yu Nianzhao.

Zhixi leaned in and whispered, "Princess Consort, she is Chu Wenxin, the legitimate second daughter of Duke Luu Mansion. She is now nineteen years old, considered an older unmarried woman in Shangjing. I heard that she has a fondness for the Prince and once dared to stay in the same room with the Prince without fear of evil qi. Later... she nearly froze to death and was carried out. Since then, she only dares to watch the Prince from afar."

Yu Nianzhao raised her eyebrow, realizing Xie Jiuxiao’s admirer; no wonder the resentment in her eyes almost overflowed.

"Zhaozhao!"

Ms Lien, already seated, saw Yu Nianzhao being bullied and couldn’t sit still, subconsciously ready to get up.

"Mother, wait and see!" Pei Yunzhi held her arm, conflicted, "Everyone knows Miss Chu is known to be unruly. Her second brother just died, and she’s full of resentment. If you stand up for Zhaozhao, it might implicate Father. You know, the renovation of the Stargazing Tower falls on Father, and he’s quite pleased about it. The biggest supervisor of the Stargazing Tower is Duke Luu. If he pressures Father, there’s no escaping it."

Hearing Pei Yunzhi’s words, Ms Lien’s heart sank to the bottom of the pool.

She lightly bit her lip, her eyes full of worry.

Yet, she knew Pei Yunzhi’s words were true; the Stargazing Tower is currently Shangjing’s biggest project.

Apart from the Minister of Ministry of Industry, the Emperor specially allowed him to assist in management.

The Empress Dowager appointed Duke Luu as the chief supervisor. With the Emperor’s agreement, Pei Yuanzheng indeed couldn’t afford to offend Duke Luu.

Ms Lien immediately lowered her flags and stifled her drums, her eyes worriedly turning to Yu Nianzhao.

"Whose mouth stinks so bad that I can smell it from afar?" Yu Nianzhao calmly covered her nose, her gaze subtly drifting towards Chu Wenxin.

In an instant, everyone’s gaze subconsciously turned to Chu Wenxin.

Chu Wenxin’s sarcastic smile froze on her face. She bit her lip, embarrassed and angry, "What nonsense are you talking? Whose mouth stinks? Stop making up things about me! I wash up every day."

Yu Nianzhao said in surprise, "I didn’t name names, why are you taking it personally?"

"I..." Chu Wenxin’s face alternated between red and green.

"Besides, I barely agreed to be the Emperor’s appointed Princess Consort Su. If you have opinions, feel free to report to the Emperor. Why be so cryptic here?" Yu Nianzhao was not one to pander to anyone. She smiled slightly, "What? You can’t stay at Prince Su Mansion, while I can come and go at will. Does it annoy you? It’d serve you right if you choked in your anger!"

Phew!

The surrounding noble ladies gasped, looking at Yu Nianzhao with complex expressions, shocked by her audacity.

After all, no matter how Chu Wenxin is, she’s the legitimate second Miss of Duke Luu Mansion, with a maternal aunt as the Empress Dowager and an elder sister as a noble concubine, showered with countless affection, hence her unruly and selfish personality.

Everyone pampers her, even Jiarou County has a good relationship with her, who would dare speak to her like this?

Chu Wenxin’s eyes turned red with anger, and she pointed at Yu Nianzhao’s nose, saying, "You must’ve used some tricks to get close to Prince Su. Otherwise, why would he fancy you, an orphan? Do you think Prince Su really likes you? If you couldn’t survive near him, the position of Princess Consort Su wouldn’t have come to you at all."

"Dressed so vividly, like a butterfly, you think Xie Jiuxiao likes butterflies? No, no, no, he likes to kill butterflies!" Yu Nianzhao waved her finger, calmly spreading a smile full of murderous intent.

Chu Wenxin was frightened by her sudden change, her face pale, "Yu Nianzhao, are you threatening me?"

"Threatening you? Are you worthy?" Yu Nianzhao calmly retorted.

Chu Wenxin was shaking with anger, "You, insulting me is the same as insulting Duke Luu Mansion. I’ll report to the Empress Dowager, and we’ll see how long you can be complacent."

"Are your ears just decorations? I said Xie Jiuxiao likes to kill butterflies, and you say I’m threatening you? I ask two questions, and you claim I’m insulting Duke Luu Mansion, so thin-skinned." Yu Nianzhao mocked, "Besides, at your age, still running to complain, anyone who doesn’t know might think you’re still a toddler in split pants."

"Pfft!" Finally, someone couldn’t help but laugh aloud.

Chu Wenxin’s face turned red with shame and anger, she swept her gaze viciously, "Who’s laughing?"

"What? Can’t even laugh? Anyone who didn’t know would think we were at Duke Luu Mansion!" Song Caiwei calmly stepped out from the crowd, her face covered with a thin veil, revealing only her gentle watery eyes.

"Well, if it isn’t Miss Song." Chu Wenxin venomously said, "Turns out ugly people are the ones causing trouble, thinking a veil could hide your disgusting birthmark?"

"Chu Wenxin, is your mouth itching, or is it cheap?" Yu Nianzhao’s gaze turned cold, "People like you who boast with your mouth should even end up in the mouth hell if you die, suffering the agony of tongue extraction. Know how it works? Ghosts grab your tongue with iron pliers, inch by inch. The pain will make you feel torture every additional second you exist."

Yu Nianzhao’s voice was extremely gentle, as if the scenes of mouth hell depicted vividly before the eyes, Chu Wenxin’s face turned exceedingly ugly. Wanting to speak, she accidentally bit her tongue first, the iron taste flooding her mouth, causing her heart to panic.

"Yu Nianzhao, are you crazy? Spouting nonsense about mouth hell? Speaking as if it’s true, have you seen it?"

Chu Wenxin suddenly remembered Yu Nianzhao’s background, snorting coldly, "Well, someone from Tomb Guard City may have almost gone to hell!"

"Chu Wenxin, don’t go too far."

Song Caiwei furrowed her brows, stepping forward to protect Yu Nianzhao, "Most sent to Tomb Guard City are children of Shangjing officials. It’s precisely their sacrifice that brings you your current good days. Whom are you slandering? I remember Duke Luu Mansion also sent illegitimate children there. Aren’t you the least bit grateful? If not for them, perhaps you would be the one sent to Tomb Guard City."

Chu Wenxin sneered, "My father would never send me to Tomb Guard City, do you think everyone is an unloved ugly duckling?"

At these words, Ms Lien, silent in the corner, turned pale.

"Chu Wenxin, apologize!" Yu Nianzhao suddenly spoke, her eyes coldly fixed on Chu Wenxin, "Both to the unjust spirits in Tomb Guard City, and for trampling on Caiwei’s appearance, you should apologize."