You cause trouble and I collect your body, the little emperor’s aunt abuses the scumbag again

As soon as Lin Daxiong reached the gate of the East Palace, a group of men blocked his way.

The head eunuch spoke in a high-pitched voice, a fake smile plastered on his face.

"General Lin, Her Highness the Crown Princess requests your presence."

The eunuch paused, then emphasized his words.

"She said she has some great news about your deceased sister that she wants to talk to you about."

The word "death" made Lin Daxiong very uncomfortable, and the smell of alcohol mixed with anger rose up instantly.

"What did you say?"

Lin Daxiong grabbed the eunuch by the collar with great force, almost lifting him up.

The eunuch turned pale with fright and screamed, "How dare you, Lin Daxiong! How dare you lay a hand on the Crown Princess's people!"

The surrounding guards drew their swords in a flash and surrounded them.

Lin Daxiong scanned the blades with red eyes, feeling very confused. How did Shangguan Yun'er know about Ya Ya? She even said there was something great going on, what was she up to?

He released his grip, and the eunuch collapsed to the ground, coughing incessantly.

"lead the way."

Lin Daxiong's voice was cold; he wanted to see what tricks this woman was up to.

Incense was burning in a side hall of the East Palace.

Crown Princess Shangguan Yun'er sat on a chair covered with white fox fur, holding a hand warmer, and slowly sipped her tea.

She was dressed in a red palace gown, which added a touch of majesty to her face.

Lin Daxiong, reeking of alcohol, was brought in and stood in the center of the hall, completely out of place with the opulent atmosphere.

"General Lin, you must be tired from your journey."

Shangguan Yun'er put down her teacup and looked up at him. Lin Daxiong didn't say anything, he just stared at her.

"I heard that His Highness went out of the palace incognito just to see you." Shangguan Yun'er smiled, but the smile was fake. "I also heard that you brought back some very bad news for His Highness."

Lin Daxiong's heart sank; he found out so quickly.

"I heard that your sworn sister is gone?" Shangguan Yun'er asked in a calm tone.

"Yes," Lin Daxiong squeezed out the word through gritted teeth.

"Alas, what a pity." Shangguan Yun'er sighed, but there was no regret on her face. "I heard she was pregnant with His Highness's child. What a tragic fate for a beautiful woman."

Every word she uttered sounded grating to Lin Daxiong's ears.

He clenched his fists so tightly that the veins on the back of his hands bulged.

"I invited you here today to say that the dead cannot be brought back to life, and the living must always look forward."

Shangguan Yun'er changed the subject.

"Your Highness cherishes her in your heart, and as the Crown Princess, it is my duty to share your burdens."

She paused for a moment, then revealed the so-called great thing.

"I have already petitioned the Emperor to posthumously confer the title of Consort on your adopted sister. Although it is a posthumous honor, it will still be included in the imperial family genealogy. I will also order her tomb to be repaired and to receive the imperial family's incense offerings."

"General Lin, what do you think of my arrangement? Is it satisfactory?"

After she finished speaking, she picked up her teacup, blew on it, and waited for Lin Daxiong's reaction.

The hall was very quiet.

Lin Daxiong's mind went blank; he couldn't believe what he had just heard.

Posthumously conferred the title of concubine?

To be included in the imperial family genealogy?

What the hell is this?

When Ya Ya was alive, you made her a concubine who couldn't see the light of day. Now that she's dead, you suddenly want to give her a proper title?

Is this a blessing?

This is the greatest humiliation!

He remembered Meng Siya's cold face and her words: "I want him to suffer even more."

If Ya Ya knew that she had traded her life for such a ridiculous title, she would be so angry that she would jump out of her coffin.

Lin Daxiong's chest heaved violently, and he let out a low growl. He raised his head and stared intently at Shangguan Yun'er.

"We appreciate Your Majesty's kindness."

He said those words through gritted teeth.

“My sister was a woman of simple tastes who disliked luxury. Her only wish was to be buried in a beautiful place with clear waters and green mountains, and she did not want to have any further connection with the capital or the palace.”

"Therefore, we should not accept this great favor."

Shangguan Yun'er's hand holding the teacup froze in mid-air. She hadn't expected that the way she had offered as a gesture of goodwill would be so ruthlessly rejected by this brute.

The smile on her face couldn't stay on.

"General Lin, have you thought this through?" Her voice turned cold. "This is not only my will, but also His Highness's. Are you going against His Highness?"

“His Highness is currently overwhelmed with grief and his mind is not clear. Once he regains his senses, he will naturally understand what is best for him,” Lin Daxiong retorted firmly.

He couldn't agree. If he did, it would be tantamount to admitting Meng Siya's identity, and the government would intervene to inspect the tomb, at which point the lie would be exposed.

"Good, what a loyal General Lin is."

Shangguan Yun'er laughed in exasperation, slamming her teacup down on the table with a sharp crack.

"Since you refuse to listen to reason and are forced to drink the penalty cup, then I will not force you."

"There's just one thing I need to remind you of," she said, her voice icy. "The Eastern Palace belongs to His Highness, and it also belongs to me, Shangguan Yun'er. Some people had better know their place and stop thinking about things they shouldn't."

"Someone, show them out!"

Lin Daxiong turned and left; he didn't want to stay there a moment longer.

Watching his retreating figure, Shangguan Yun'er tightened her grip on the hand warmer.

Her trusted maid stepped forward and whispered, "Your Majesty, this Lin Daxiong is so ungrateful."

Shangguan Yun'er didn't say anything; she stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

……

The bedchamber reeked of alcohol.

Ji Yongyan was thrown onto the bed, his clothes disheveled and his face streaked with tears. Even in his unconscious state, he frowned and curled up.

Shangguan Yun'er stood by the bed, watching quietly.

This is her husband.

He was the man who lifted her veil on their wedding night but went to the study without touching her.

It was His Highness the Crown Prince who had been polite and distant towards her for the past two months.

She always thought that he was troubled by political affairs and because he was afraid of the Shangguan family behind her.

Only today did she understand.

It turns out that he already had another woman in his heart.

A woman who can make him abandon his dignity and reason, get drunk and cry bitterly.

"Yaya..."

The man on the bed suddenly uttered a muttered sound, his voice filled with pain.

"I'm sorry... don't go..."

"Yaya..."

Shangguan Yun'er froze. It turned out that the woman's name was Ya Ya.

A sharp pain pierced her heart.

She reached out to touch his face, but her fingertips stopped just before they touched.

Why?

In terms of family background, appearance, and talent, how could Shangguan Yun'er be inferior to that country bumpkin?

But all her scheming only earned her the man's coldness, while that woman did nothing, and was even dead, yet she could make him so distraught.

Jealousy consumed her heart.

She withdrew her hand, turned around, and walked out of the bedchamber.

Outside the door, a trusted palace maid was waiting.

"My lady..."

"Go check."

Shangguan Yun'er's voice was cold.

"Go and find out exactly who this woman named Ya Ya is."

"I want to know everything about her—her family background, her origins, how she met His Highness..."

She paused, then added a sentence.

"...Also, how did she die, and where is her grave?"

She might not be able to win against a living person, but she has plenty of ways to make a dead person disappear.