Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 272 I'm a princess, I'm meant to enjoy life! (35)

Yueyan is no longer the delicate palace maid she was before leaving the palace. She is now the head of Chang Le Palace, with Xiong Bufan backing her up. She can get most of her things back.

All the palace maids were gathered in the courtyard, some with their heads bowed low. They had heard that Steward Yan had returned from the battlefield this month; they wondered if he was a ruthless killer or even cannibalistic. The thought was terrifying…

Yueyan scanned them one by one, saying as she walked, "The princess is the Princess of Anning, the Protector of the Nation. If any of you have taken anything from the palace, you'd better return it. If the princess finds out, you'll be in for a world of trouble."

Do you know how the Khan of Al-Ara died? He was skinned and dismembered by the princess, and finally, her head was cut off and presented to Your Majesty.

Xiong Bufan really didn't think he was that fierce. It's a real shame that Yueyan didn't go and write the book.

Yueyan continued her intimidation, "If you don't take it, and if the princess finds any clues, she will be lenient with you. Otherwise, the Khan of Ale will be your next target."

One of the eunuchs finally couldn't hold back any longer and knelt down with a thud. "Sister Yueyan, Jinniang and Ziyu took the things. It has nothing to do with me, Sister Yueyan."

Jinniang and Ziyu were nowhere to be seen in the crowd. Yueyan asked, "Where did they go?"

The young eunuch glanced at the palace maids in the crowd, shrank back, and said, "Sister Yueyan, this servant doesn't know either."

"It's okay, I know."

Xiong Bufan slowly walked out of the house, and everyone knelt down. Yueyan went up to him and asked, "Princess, didn't you get a little more sleep?"

"I'm not sleepy, what happened?"

Yueyan said, "Princess, these servants actually switched the treasures of Chang Le Palace. I'm thinking of making them return them as soon as possible."

Xiong Bufan: "No need, just take some men and ask me to take them back." Those who remain in Chang Le Palace are mostly servants without any backing, so it would be a waste of effort to force them back.

Yueyan said, "Princess, this servant will help you with your makeup. The Imperial Household Department sent several sets of clothes and jewelry this morning, and they've been waiting for you to wake up."

Xiong Bufan nodded. "Okay."

Half an hour later, after everything was tidied up, several more palace maids and eunuchs had quietly disappeared from the courtyard. Yueyan had someone write down the names of those people.

Wang Yuening was still playing the zither in Lingyue Palace. Ever since the false pregnancy incident two years ago, her father had never mentioned finding a husband for her. She had no independent princess residence or fiefdom. There was no princess in the world more aggrieved than her.

What's worse, Wang Xiaolian actually managed to return from the border with her own fiefdom and a princess's residence, while she had nothing. Losing her mind, one of the strings of her zither broke. Wang Yuening had no interest in playing the zither and simply stood up, saying, "Someone, take the zither away."

Jinniang, now Wang Yuening's head maid, handed Wang Yuening tea, saying, "Your Highness, please have some tea. They won't be arrogant for long."

It goes without saying who they are referring to.

Wang Yuening took a sip of tea, placed the cup back in Jinniang's hand, and said, "Okay, you can leave now."

"Yes."

On the table was a portrait of an official's son, sent by the Empress. Wang Yuening grew angrier and angrier, and rushed over to tear the portrait to shreds. She was a princess and never married outside the family; she always only took a consort.

Wang Yuening looked at the shredded paper scattered on the ground and slowly calmed down. Her life was really so bitter. Why did Wang Xiaolian have to come back? Wouldn't it have been better to stay on the frontier? Wouldn't it have been better to be her War Goddess Princess? Why did she have to come back and compete with her for her father's favor?

Xiong Bufan's group had already stormed into Lingyue Palace. Jinniang and some of the palace maids had been taken into custody. Yueyan was checking which items in Lingyue Palace belonged to Changle Palace, and she was determined to have them all taken back.

However, their princess is really amazing; she found Jinniang and these traitors in no time.

Wang Yuening saw the people in the courtyard and shouted, "How dare you! Who dares to trespass into Lingyue Palace? Guards!"

Xiong Bufan: "I've gone too far, what can you do about it?"

"Wang Xiaolian, have you no shame? You ruined Brother Qingxun, and now you dare to trespass into my Lingyue Palace."

"I've guarded the frontier for two years, repelling barbarians for hundreds of miles. I implemented a military-agricultural system on the frontier, ensuring that the people and soldiers were well-fed. You, in the palace, allow your servants to steal my things. Do I have a problem with you? You unreasonable bastard!" With that, Xiong Bufan walked over and confronted Wang Yuening directly.

This was the first time Kongkong had ever seen Xiong Bufan speak his mind like that. Before, he would just take action and beat others until they reflected on their actions. Bufan had really grown.

Wang Yuening was momentarily at a loss, but concerned about saving face, she fearlessly said, "How would I know if you have any evidence of theft? Besides, wasn't it theft when you took my jewelry?"

Xiong Bufan slapped Wang Yuening across the face, "I am the evidence." Reasoning wasn't really suited to Xiong Bufan, because she always encountered unreasonable people.

For example, Wang Yuening doesn't talk about the palace maid stealing things now, but keeps dwelling on Xiong Bufan's trespassing into Lingyue Palace and hitting her. Xiong Bufan can only slap her twice more as a way of fulfilling the original owner's wish.

Wang Yuening covered her face as she watched Xiong Bufan ransacking the palace, collecting jewelry bestowed upon her by her mother, porcelain gifts from her father, and paintings and calligraphy by famous artists that she had sent her servants to buy.

Yueyan slapped Jinniang across the face, "You treacherous wretch, you actually used Chang Le Palace's things to offer as tribute to the new master..."

Jinniang remained silent, glancing furtively at Wang Yuening, hoping Princess Lin'an would support her. However, Wang Yuening was still feeling both embarrassed and distressed, and had no time to spare for rescuing a palace maid.

Wang Yuening was favored; in just two years, the things in the palace were even better than those in Chang Le Palace. The walls inside were also coated with perfume. Although the palace was small, it had many fine things.

Xiong Bufan put everything he had looted into his spatial storage. Only now did Wang Yuening understand what the Empress meant when she said that Wang Xiaolian was not human; she was clearly a demon.

After looting everything, Xiong Bufan threw Jinniang back into Lingyue Palace and swaggered away from Changle Palace with the palace staff, heading towards Wutong Palace.

Wang Yuening thought of the calligraphy and paintings that Jinniang had brought when she sought refuge with her, and slapped Jinniang's face, which was as round as a steamed bun. This person stole things and even made her get beaten up. "Guards, send this lowly maid to the Shenxing Division."

"Yes."

Jinniang was surprised by this outcome and immediately grabbed Wang Yuening's leg, pleading, "Princess, spare me! Princess, I only wanted what was best for you!"

Wang Yuening kicked it down, "Drag it away, don't let me see this lowly servant again!"

"Yes."

Jinniang had offended many people in Lingyue Palace, so when she was dragged away, the palace maids almost all clapped and cheered.

Wang Yuening looked at the empty palace and swept everything off the table with her hand. Wang Xiaolian was simply going too far.

The eunuchs and palace maids knelt on the ground, trembling.