Yue Yao suspiciously looked towards Mo Qingli, the fourth advisor similarly acting; wasn’t it the princess herself who caused him to become harmed? But seeing Mo Qingli’s extremely angry appearance, she could only respectfully answer:”It was… it was the eldest princess.”
The eldest princess, Mo Qingyu. This Mo Qingyu was somebody that her mind still had memories of. Mo Qingyu was currently the empress’s favorite daughter, and was considered by everyone to be the most likely candidate to inherit the throne.
Feng Chenling, hearing Mo Qingli’s fury, first could do nothing but be stumped for words, before suddenly erupting into loud laughter. “Hahaha, hahaha! Mo Qingli, ah, Mo Qingli, with my recent blindness, now that I’ve become useless, you acting this show in front of me, does it do anything? If you came here to mock me, then, congratulations, you have succeeded.”
Looking towards Feng Chenling, who had laughed until he practically collapsed onto the ground, inside Mo Qingli’s eyes flashed a profound spark of bloodthirsty callousness, both her fists clenching tightly. My people, nobody is allowed to bully them whatsoever.
Lightly flinging away the sleeve of her garment, she turned around to depart.
“This evening, have Feng Chenling visit my residence.” The clear voice seemed to be riddled with traces of anger as it floated into the ears of the surrounding people.
Yue Yao looked towards Feng Chenling, who was still laughing loudly on the floor after he had collapsed. Her heart being unable to bear such a sight, she walked in front of him, crouching down, quietly speaking to him in a consoling tone: “Fourth Advisor, is there really a need for this? Perhaps, perhaps the princess is doing this out of good intentions, and wants to give you a vent for your anger!” Actually, when she spoke these words out loud, Yue Yao herself did not believe them; after all, the former Mo Qingli, who was both a coward and pitifully weak, was practically incapable of having any real impact. She herself found it hard to think, that the princess would help the now handicapped Feng Chenling and become the enemy of the eldest princess.
Looking at Feng Chenling’s two empty socket holes, who was still laughing as before, Yue Yao lightly exhaled a breath of air as she sighed. “In the evening, I will dispatch some people to escort you.”
The sound of Feng Chenling’s laughter slightly paused for a moment, as he bit his lip, his thin and weak shoulders slightly shaking. Mo Qingli, torturing me to death, have you not given up?
“Princess, Feng Chenling has arrived,” the maid outside the door reported.
“Enter.”
Mo Qingli set down the book in her hand, leaning her chin on one hand, raising an eyebrow as she stared at the not very far away Feng Chenling. He was dressed in black robes that were buttoned casually, on which several mud stains were even visible; in this manner he stood, aloof and proud.
“Princess.” The indifferent and cold voice brought Mo Qingli back into reality.
Mo Qingli laughed in self-contempt. This princess really had failed; who would have thought that this extremely powerful, ten-thousand year old jiangshi would be looked down on by an ordinary mortal, even receiving supercilious treatment. This feeling really was very unpleasant.
Mo Qingli strolled to Feng Chenling’s side, lightly holding onto his hand, softly saying: “Sorry.”
This sentence, was something that was said from the bottom of her heart.
Mo Qingli had only realized later, that regarding the fact that Feng Chenling had been rendered blind, the fault had actually originated from “herself”.
Feng Chenling originally was a son of an official, and had been raised within the presence of noble ladies. Later on he had been engaged by the empress to Mo Qingli, but who would have thought on the very evening of their wedding, the eldest princess Mo Qingyu would have appeared, and taken a fancy to Feng Chenling. Mo Qingli, in order to pander to the eldest princess, had given away her newlywed to Mo Qingyu.
But unexpectedly, from childhood Feng Chenling had followed the idea that all men must follow the three confucian moral injunctions, and be faithful unto death, in one life only waiting upon one wife. He maintained that as he had already been married to Mo Qingli, he would absolutely not be allowed to allow another woman to have her way with him.
Seeing that Feng Chenling would rather die than obey her, Mo Qingyu was extremely furious, so much that she took the hairpin off her head, violently stabbing it into Feng Chenling’s eyes. Afterwards, brushing her sleeves, she had left him.
After Mo Qingli had received this news, not only did she not assign people to tend to Feng Chenling, she instead had Feng Chenling thrown inside the firewood room. Feng Chenling stayed inside there for no less than three days and three nights, with only the sounds of dripping water for company.
Only after his eyes had become infected, when his life become endangered, did Mo Qingli release him, treating him.
Yue Yao suspiciously looked towards Mo Qingli, the fourth advisor similarly acting; wasn’t it the princess herself who caused him to become harmed? But seeing Mo Qingli’s extremely angry appearance, she could only respectfully answer:”It was… it was the eldest princess.”
The eldest princess, Mo Qingyu. This Mo Qingyu was somebody that her mind still had memories of. Mo Qingyu was currently the empress’s favorite daughter, and was considered by everyone to be the most likely candidate to inherit the throne.
Feng Chenling, hearing Mo Qingli’s fury, first could do nothing but be stumped for words, before suddenly erupting into loud laughter. “Hahaha, hahaha! Mo Qingli, ah, Mo Qingli, with my recent blindness, now that I’ve become useless, you acting this show in front of me, does it do anything? If you came here to mock me, then, congratulations, you have succeeded.”
Looking towards Feng Chenling, who had laughed until he practically collapsed onto the ground, inside Mo Qingli’s eyes flashed a profound spark of bloodthirsty callousness, both her fists clenching tightly. My people, nobody is allowed to bully them whatsoever.
Lightly flinging away the sleeve of her garment, she turned around to depart.
“This evening, have Feng Chenling visit my residence.” The clear voice seemed to be riddled with traces of anger as it floated into the ears of the surrounding people.
Yue Yao looked towards Feng Chenling, who was still laughing loudly on the floor after he had collapsed. Her heart being unable to bear such a sight, she walked in front of him, crouching down, quietly speaking to him in a consoling tone: “Fourth Advisor, is there really a need for this? Perhaps, perhaps the princess is doing this out of good intentions, and wants to give you a vent for your anger!” Actually, when she spoke these words out loud, Yue Yao herself did not believe them; after all, the former Mo Qingli, who was both a coward and pitifully weak, was practically incapable of having any real impact. She herself found it hard to think, that the princess would help the now handicapped Feng Chenling and become the enemy of the eldest princess.
Looking at Feng Chenling’s two empty socket holes, who was still laughing as before, Yue Yao lightly exhaled a breath of air as she sighed. “In the evening, I will dispatch some people to escort you.”
The sound of Feng Chenling’s laughter slightly paused for a moment, as he bit his lip, his thin and weak shoulders slightly shaking. Mo Qingli, torturing me to death, have you not given up?
“Princess, Feng Chenling has arrived,” the maid outside the door reported.
“Enter.”
Mo Qingli set down the book in her hand, leaning her chin on one hand, raising an eyebrow as she stared at the not very far away Feng Chenling. He was dressed in black robes that were buttoned casually, on which several mud stains were even visible; in this manner he stood, aloof and proud.
“Princess.” The indifferent and cold voice brought Mo Qingli back into reality.
Mo Qingli laughed in self-contempt. This princess really had failed; who would have thought that this extremely powerful, ten-thousand year old jiangshi would be looked down on by an ordinary mortal, even receiving supercilious treatment. This feeling really was very unpleasant.
Mo Qingli strolled to Feng Chenling’s side, lightly holding onto his hand, softly saying: “Sorry.”
This sentence, was something that was said from the bottom of her heart.
Mo Qingli had only realized later, that regarding the fact that Feng Chenling had been rendered blind, the fault had actually originated from “herself”.
Feng Chenling originally was a son of an official, and had been raised within the presence of noble ladies. Later on he had been engaged by the empress to Mo Qingli, but who would have thought on the very evening of their wedding, the eldest princess Mo Qingyu would have appeared, and taken a fancy to Feng Chenling. Mo Qingli, in order to pander to the eldest princess, had given away her newlywed to Mo Qingyu.
But unexpectedly, from childhood Feng Chenling had followed the idea that all men must follow the three confucian moral injunctions, and be faithful unto death, in one life only waiting upon one wife. He maintained that as he had already been married to Mo Qingli, he would absolutely not be allowed to allow another woman to have her way with him.
Seeing that Feng Chenling would rather die than obey her, Mo Qingyu was extremely furious, so much that she took the hairpin off her head, violently stabbing it into Feng Chenling’s eyes. Afterwards, brushing her sleeves, she had left him.
After Mo Qingli had received this news, not only did she not assign people to tend to Feng Chenling, she instead had Feng Chenling thrown inside the firewood room. Feng Chenling stayed inside there for no less than three days and three nights, with only the sounds of dripping water for company.
Only after his eyes had become infected, when his life become endangered, did Mo Qingli release him, treating him.
