Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 44 A Lifetime of Glory and Peace (13)

"That's true. She's just a half-baked county princess, without even a fiefdom. Instead of staying in her mansion and avoiding people, she dresses up all the time and goes out to seduce men. It's clear she's not a good person."

"What you've said is going too far. No matter what, Princess Deshu was personally appointed by the Emperor. How can you people be allowed to have a say in her affairs?" The speaker was the woman in yellow. Yunxin frowned slightly upon seeing this, and then stopped looking at her.

She's hopeless; if she can't even see that, she'd better stay away from her to avoid getting burned.

Hong Zhaodi looked at her with considerable emotion upon seeing this.

Shen Yun covered her eyes, put down the half-eaten lotus pastry, and the golden phoenix hairpin on her head swayed slowly.

He looked quite relaxed.

"Is it excessive? I feel that these ladies are quite right."

Upon hearing this, the rustling sounds below immediately ceased. Many people remained standing in front of the various flowers, but upon hearing this, they did not return to their seats. Instead, they watched with a sense of fascination.

After all, those who can attend this Hundred Flowers Banquet are all either rich or noble. Although Princess Rong'an has a noble status, she is not a female demon who punishes people at will.

The situation is different now. In any case, the fire won't affect us, so we can just mind our own business.

"What do you mean by this, sister?" Hong Zhaodi's face flushed red, and there was still a stubbornness in her eyes that could not be subdued.

If Nangong Yu were here, he might feel very sorry for her, but unfortunately, Shen Yun is not a man who cherishes women.

Under certain circumstances, she might still have some tenderness, after all, she's getting older, and when she sees someone pretty, she always wants to touch them a couple of times, but what she likes are cute little girls.

"It doesn't mean anything, it just means they're all right, you really don't deserve to be here."

2345 was utterly impressed by the host's palace intrigue skills.

In the imperial harem, it is said that it is difficult to guard against hidden arrows.

This host seems to be behaving in a rather... straightforward manner.

So, while Shen Yun was gathering his strength to continue his sarcastic remarks, 2345 put on an 800-episode epic palace drama on the screen, starting with himself, then his son, and then his grandson. It was so long and tedious that Shen Yun almost burst out laughing.

"My sister is a county princess personally appointed by the Emperor."

"Tch." Shen Yun scoffed, "Who doesn't know that your position as county princess was obtained by that fool Nangong Yu in exchange for half a tiger tally? I don't know if he's really stupid or just pretending, giving up his family's century-old glory for a so-called true love."

Shen Yun slowly walked down and then stood in front of Hong Zhaodi. The roses beside her made her look even more charming.

A slender, white finger lifted her chin. Shen Yun examined her carefully for a moment and then chuckled softly.

Ignoring the onlookers, she raised an eyebrow and asked, "Hong Zhaodi, you've met Nangong Yu before, haven't you?"

A flicker of panic crossed her eyes, but then she hardened her resolve. She looked directly at Shen Yun, her voice rising slightly, whether to convince those around her or to convince herself, "How could that be? I've never met Nangong before."

“Nangong Yu is a famous general of our dynasty, even a three-year-old child has heard of him. Your village is remote, but it is close to the land of the barbarians. He appeared there covered in wounds. Do you really think he is just an ordinary soldier?”

Hong Zhaodi turned her head away, dodging Shen Yun's hand. "Yes, yes, I thought Nangong was just an ordinary soldier." She withdrew her hand and lightly placed it on her shoulder. "An ordinary soldier? Not to mention that Nangong Yu's clothes are different, his sachet even has my name embroidered on it."

This wasn't actually something the original owner did; it was just a small trinket made by a few palace maids around her, who then embroidered the original owner's name on it.

Nangong Yu didn't put it on out of gratitude, but out of necessity.

"My title is Rong'an, and my name is Rong'an. You don't think there's anyone else with the same name as me, do you?"

Hong Zhaodi shook her head, her eyes slightly red. "No, I didn't know Nangong's identity back then. I didn't know, and I didn't mean to steal my sister's fiancé. It's just that Nangong and I are now in love, and I'm sure he's also unhappy with my sister's marriage."

Although she was somewhat prepared, and the calls of "sister" and "brother" were quite frequent, Shen Yun felt, for some reason, that her arms were covered in tiny, unpleasant goosebumps.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Shen Yingxue quickly stepped in to smooth things over, "Alright, alright, Princess Deshu, don't be nervous. Rong An is a joker, please don't take offense."

"I do not……"

"Who's joking with her? I'm stating the facts. Don't think that just because you're here at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, you're accepted by the capital. I'm the only eldest princess in this palace. It's far too easy for me to kill someone silently. If Nangong Yu still had the Tiger Tally before, I might have had some reservations, but now..."

Hong Zhaodi's face turned deathly pale, and she staggered back several steps. "Does the princess have no regard for the law?"

Shen Yun leaned closer, and the room full of beautiful women came into her view. "The law? You probably haven't figured out who the master of this world is now?"

Shen Yingxue tugged at her sleeve, signaling with her eyes not to go too far. Shen Yun pouted, then slowly sat back down.

"The Hundred Flowers Banquet was supposed to be a fun event for everyone, but unfortunately, we ran into someone we dislike, Xiaoyue."

"Yes, princess."

"Give Hong Zhaodi a proper send-off."

Everyone was surprised at first, then they lowered their heads and remained motionless like old monks in meditation. Even when someone was acupunctured, their movements were not so precise.

Hong Zhaodi looked embarrassed and was practically dragged away. As she left, she could still hear the sound of people throwing away the chair she had sat in.

Her heart was instantly filled with shame and resentment.

"Oh dear," Rouhuan said lightly, "Why is Your Highness so imposing today? She is, after all, General Nangong's fiancée. If General Nangong knew that his precious fiancée had been wronged here, wouldn't he hold Your Highness responsible?"

Shen Yun said calmly, "I will not deny that I did this. Besides, my surname is Gu. No matter how powerful Nangong Yu is, he is just a subject. Do you think our Gu family needs to be afraid of the Nangong family?"

Rouhuan's expression changed, and she felt a pang of panic. "Rouhuan wouldn't dare."

The people below were trembling with fear. They could participate in composing poems, but they could no longer do anything else.

Afterwards, Shen Yun had some food brought over, but only some plum wine. The weather was bad today, making it inconvenient to go out, and since all the ladies here were from respectable families, a little fruit wine would suffice.

Great, the paper has undergone major revisions...

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