The Poisonous Consort, the Regent's Beloved

Everyone got up to greet them. Su Fuying helped the old lady walk in front. The old lady held Su Fuying's hand and was reluctant to let go. She seemed to want to say something but then stopped herself.

"Grandmother, please say whatever you want to say."

Su Fuying gave her a reassuring look, and the old lady slowly spoke: "The winter you left, I wanted to come see you, but I suddenly fell into a coma halfway there and fell seriously ill when I returned. But I still sent you some money and a letter every month."

“Alas, I wrote letters for three years in a row, but they all disappeared without a trace. Grandmother thought that Nannan was upset that I didn’t visit you and didn’t want to reply. It turns out that someone was playing tricks on you.”

The old lady said this with a hint of dejection, saying that she hadn't noticed it in the past few years, and that as people get older, they also become a bit foolish.

"Grandmother, you're too kind. I certainly won't blame you. Hearing how much you care about me today makes all the suffering I've endured worthwhile."

This is on behalf of the original owner of this body. There is still someone in this family who truly cares for her, and she should be able to find some comfort in the afterlife.

"Good girl."

As the grandfather and grandson were talking, a finely crafted and luxurious carriage stopped at the door, and everyone hurried forward to greet them.

"This old minister (your wife, your daughter, this old woman) greets Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"There's no need for such formalities, Madam Su."

"Everyone, get up."

A gentle voice came from the carriage, and a bright yellow robe caught the eye. Looking up, a young man with black hair and a golden crown stood in front of the carriage. His features were quite good, but he looked a bit like a pretty boy.

The pretty boy reached into the carriage and whispered, "Get down."

A pair of slender hands gently lifted the curtain, and a pale pink figure stepped out of the carriage.

The girl was petite and charming, with an innocent and harmless face, and seemed to have no aggression whatsoever.

At this moment, she looked at Crown Prince Xiao Junlin with a shy gaze and a blush rising on her face, a sight that aroused an inexplicable desire to protect her.

"Brother Crown Prince, Wan'er can do it herself."

Her voice was somewhat weak, and her strained tone made people feel nauseous.

Upon hearing this, Su Fuying abruptly raised her head, her expression one of shock. Her imposing figure trembled for a moment, her whole body turning icy cold, her bloodthirsty eyes fixed intently on that small face.

It was her, the person she trusted most, who also stabbed her in the back. Even though she was still somewhat naive now, she would recognize her even if she were reduced to ashes.

The two felt a chilling gaze from behind them and turned around at the same time. Su Fuying lowered her eyes and concealed the murderous intent in them, but her tightly clenched fists betrayed her true feelings.

Xiao Junlin was stunned for a moment. How could there be such a beautiful girl in the world? Even in the simplest clothes, her graceful figure could not be concealed, and her face without makeup was also stunning.

Su Wan'er was the first to come to her senses. Looking at Xiao Junlin's infatuated expression, she couldn't help but clench her fists. Who was this? How could he possibly outshine her?

"Crown Prince, Crown Prince."

He called out to the Crown Prince twice before he came to his senses. "Wan'er, may I ask who this woman is?"

As he helped Su Wan'er down from the carriage, his mind was filled with images of that woman.

"Wan'er doesn't know either. Judging from her appearance, she's probably a new maidservant who came to serve Grandmother."

Judging from Su Fuying's constant support of the old lady and her simple attire, she was probably just a maid.

With a face that looks like a vixen, she's destined to be nothing more than a maid. Thinking of this, Su Wan'er straightened her back confidently, her nostrils almost pointing to her head, and looked down at Su Fuying with disdain, "Why don't you come and pay your respects to this young lady?"

After she finished speaking, Su Fuying just stared at her as if she were looking at a clown. Annoyed, Su Fuying pointed at her and said, "What's wrong with you, maid? Are you deaf?"

Liu Hui frantically winked at Su Wan'er, fearing she would lose favor with the Crown Prince. Su Wan'er ignored her, only wanting to teach this servant who dared to seduce her Crown Prince brother a lesson.

Su Fuying narrowed her eyes and took a step forward. A sharp "smack" rang out, catching everyone off guard. Su Wan'er, touching her burning cheek, was furious. "You bitch, how dare you..."

Another crisp sound responded to her. Okay, the rain and dew should be evenly distributed, both cheeks should get some.

“I hate it when people point their fingers at me. Next time it will be your finger.”

Su Fuying whispered in Su Wan'er's ear, and Su Wan'er, who had just recovered from her daze, turned around and threw herself into Xiao Junlin's arms, sobbing, "Crown Prince, look how dare she bully me like this."

"How dare this lowly maidservant be so audacious as to defy her superior! Guards, drag her away..."

Looking at that ethereal face, I simply couldn't bring myself to say the words "beat him to death with sticks."

Liu Hui then came to her senses and wanted to go forward to check on Su Wan'er's injuries with heartache, but she had to give up because the Crown Prince was present. She turned to Su Fuying and angrily rebuked him: "Su Fuying, how dare you lay a hand on your sister!"

Su Wan'er, who was still crying in the Crown Prince's arms, stiffened upon hearing this. She looked up in disbelief and realized that it was Su Fuying. A huge sense of crisis welled up in her heart.

"You unfilial daughter." Su Chengde looked at the woman in front of him. The gentle and obedient eldest daughter in his heart was long gone. He raised his hand high and brought it down in the blink of an eye. Su Fuying took a step back, and the wind from his palm blew up the stray hairs on Su Fuying's face.

A murderous intent rose in his heart. How ruthless! This slap would probably knock out two of her teeth. What a good father.

The slap missed its mark, and Su Chengde's face flushed red. "You unfilial daughter, I will cleanse your family today."

"May I ask, Father and Mother, what wrong have I done to deserve such hatred from you two?"

After saying that, Su Fuying lowered her head, her long hair covering her face, but her slightly trembling shoulders made her look somewhat thin and helpless.

Xiao Junlin looked somewhat reluctant and was about to speak when he heard Su Chengde say, "You have been disrespectful to your mother as soon as you came back, and now you have even beaten your own sister. You are simply unfilial."

“Sister? I treat her like a sister, but the moment she sees me, she treats me like a servant, never calling me ‘sister,’ and instead points her finger at me and calls me a slut. Is this my own sister? As the elder sister, what’s wrong with me disciplining my sister?”

After Su Fuying finished speaking with a heavy heart, tears glistening in her eyes, Xiao Junlin felt a pang of heartache, and the person in his arms suddenly lost her allure.

At this moment, the area around the Minister's residence was once again crowded with onlookers, whispering among themselves, "Why is there so much gossip about the Minister's residence every day? It's like a blessing from heaven."

"Wan'er, Wan'er, she..."

Su Chengde was speechless for a moment, unable to find a reason to refute it.

"Sister, I just didn't recognize you. It was our first meeting, and you attacked me without even reminding me. Do you have some grievance against me?" Su Wan'er bit her lower lip, her eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and grievance. She slowly raised her hand to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Only then did everyone see the slap on her face. In an instant, all that could be heard was a barrage of insults directed at Su Fuying.

Wow, what a huge white lotus flower!

"Oh? So you mean if I weren't the young lady today, but just a servant, you could order me around and beat me to death without cause?"

"My sister has lived a life of luxury in this mansion for so many years, don't you know that human life is equal regardless of social status? Is this how Father and Mother taught you? You are not as well-mannered as I am, a country girl who grew up in the countryside."

A barrage of questions left Su Wan'er speechless. She could usually play the victim, but she was really bad at using her brain.

The onlookers gradually quieted down. They were all ordinary people, and it was not uncommon for them to be arbitrarily killed by the powerful and wealthy. Today, someone actually said that their lives were not divided into noble and lowly, and this sentence deeply touched their hearts.

"Ying'er, don't let people laugh at the Minister's mansion."

The old lady finally spoke up, leading everyone into the mansion, and the people around gradually dispersed.