The Poisonous Consort, the Regent's Beloved

The first rays of sunlight in the morning pierced through the sparse clouds and fell on the ground, creating dappled light and shadow.

Su Fuying lifted a corner of the curtain and looked outside. The number of people in the market was gradually increasing. The Minister's Mansion was still some distance from the palace, and at this moment they were passing through the bustling market area of ​​the capital.

"Bumpkin."

Seeing Su Fuying constantly looking out the window, Su Wan'er couldn't help but mutter a curse. Seeing that no one paid her any attention, she became even more emboldened. "When we get to the palace later, you'll stay right next to me, so you don't offend any nobles, understand...?"

Before he could finish speaking, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from the other side of the street. The once bustling street instantly fell silent, and everyone consciously made way for him.

The coachman from the Ministry of Rites also moved the carriage aside and whispered nervously into the carriage, "Miss, Second Miss, it's the Regent returning to the capital."

Su Fuying was somewhat curious about this regent. She had heard rumors that he looked fierce and menacing, and that he didn't even have a maidservant in his household. Some said he was attracted to men, while others said he was impotent...

"What are you standing there for? Quickly come down with me and kneel down to pay your respects." Su Wan'er's words interrupted her thoughts.

Su Fuying was somewhat displeased. In this era, people were all kneeling and bowing, and suddenly he felt a little like he wanted to taste the power.

After getting off the carriage, all the people on the street were already kneeling on the ground, some of them trembling with fear.

Su Fuying was puzzled. Was the rumor really that terrible?

"Da da da"

The slow, steady sound of horses' hooves echoed crisply on the bluestone slabs, growing louder as they approached.

The once bustling market was now completely silent. As the carriage gradually approached, Su Fuying was filled with curiosity, wanting to see what this renowned regent looked like.

Just as I was about to look up, I suddenly felt a cold gaze fall on my head. In this sweltering weather, that feeling was like being in an ice cellar.

Su Fuying forcefully suppressed her inner turmoil. Her aura was so terrifying; if she were to actually kill her in a fit of anger, with so many Imperial Guards, she would likely find it difficult to escape.

It wasn't until the carriages had all gone out for a while that the sounds of people talking about it began to rise from the surrounding area.

"It's terrifying. No one dares to control this regent now."

"Yes, even the current ruler is somewhat wary of him."

"Who told him to be so ruthless? Look at the ministers in the court who impeached him, none of them survived to the next day."

"Shh, you don't want to die."

A person dressed as a student suddenly spoke loudly, startling the whispering crowd nearby. They immediately glanced around and whispered a reprimand.

Considering the oppressive aura just now, it's no wonder these people are so afraid!

When the carriage stopped at the entrance of the magnificent underground palace, it was almost 9:00 AM.

Whose carriage is that?

"It seems to be from the Minister's residence."

"Su Wan'er? I heard her elder sister is back."

"Elder sister? Isn't she the eldest daughter of the Minister's family?"

"Come on, she's just the second young lady. She always acts all high and mighty in front of outsiders. I was shocked when I found out yesterday."

Su Wan'er, who was about to get off the carriage, heard the discussion outside and her face turned red with anger. At this moment, she was caught in a dilemma: whether to get off or not.

"What's wrong sister?"

Su Fuying's slightly amused voice rang in her ears. Before she could react, she felt a weight on her shoulder and stumbled off the carriage.

It took him a few steps to regain his balance.

The noble ladies around immediately fell silent. Su Wan'er, losing face, turned and roared into the carriage, "Su Fuying, how dare you push me, you little..."

Halfway through her sentence, a pair of fair hands lifted the carriage curtain. Su Wan'er felt a murderous gaze fall on her face, and the words she was about to say were swallowed back.

"Is she Su Fuying, the eldest daughter of the Minister's family?"

The people on the ground nearby saw her, and a hint of amazement flashed in their eyes, but more so, jealousy.

"Wan'er."

A gentle voice came from afar. Su Fuying turned her head and saw an elegantly dressed woman getting off the carriage with the help of her maid. A hairpin with intertwined branches hung diagonally from her snake-shaped bun, jingling as she walked.

She wore a pale yellow, soft silk dress, as ethereal as smoke and mist. Paired with that delicate and charming face, tsk, she looked like a pure white lotus flower.

Su Fuying was speechless. She withdrew her gaze and was about to go inside when she heard the voice of the woman in yellow behind her:

"Miss Su, wait a moment."

"Ok?"

Meeting Su Fuying's gaze, the woman in yellow felt a little timid. Looking at so many people, she mustered up her courage and said, "Miss Su, this is the first time we've all met you. You look down on our status and don't even greet us, and you're bullying your sister like this."

Hehe, with just one sentence, she offended all the family members present, regardless of their official rank, and the noble ladies' dislike for her intensified.

"you are?"

The woman in yellow stood beside Su Wan'er and felt a little intimidated by Su Fuying's domineering demeanor.

Seeing this, Su Wan'er saw it as a perfect opportunity to smear Su Fuying, and immediately stepped forward and said:

"Why are you scaring her? This is Ji Nanqing, the daughter of the Left General."

Su Fuying chuckled lightly, her tone sarcastic: "General Ji, oh, I know, your mother is the one who repaid kindness with enmity, climbed into General Ji's bed and gave birth to you, her illegitimate daughter."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions varied. They all knew about it, but no one would say it out loud.

In an instant, Ji Nanqing's face turned a deep purplish-red, and she couldn't utter a single word as she looked at Su Fuying.

She burst into tears, crying out, "You, you're simply unreasonable!"

Su Fuying smiled and said, "So you're crying already? You did it, but you don't want people to talk about it?"

"Ji Nanqing, Nanqing, it's like forcing someone to do something they don't want to do, even the name sounds awful."

After saying that, he turned and left.

The group of people looked at each other, wanting to laugh but also trying to maintain their ladylike demeanor.

A carriage arrived late, and inside jumped a woman dressed in a blue outfit. She looked heroic and said to Ji Nanqing, who was still crying, with some annoyance, "Cry, cry, all you do is cry. Just pretend at home. Don't come out here and embarrass yourself."

"Pfft."

Now everyone couldn't hold back anymore, and they lowered their heads, covered their mouths with handkerchiefs, and laughed.

"elder sister."

Ji Nanqing bowed her head and called out, "This is Ji Zhiyun, the legitimate daughter of the Left General's Mansion."

Ji Zhiyun impatiently flung her sleeves and walked through the palace gate. She never liked attending these events in the first place, and she didn't like the way the delicate noble ladies inside spoke.

This half-sister kept crying and clamoring to come over, and her father, annoyed by her constant demands, asked her to keep an eye on things. But Ji Nanqing didn't wait for her in the morning and came all by herself.

With nothing exciting to see, everyone went inside one after another.

Su Fuying strolled leisurely in the garden. Every brick and tile was magnificent and splendid. She even wanted to take a few pieces home. This would probably be faster than taking on a business deal.

"Who are you, daring to stroll around the Imperial Garden?"