The Poisonous Consort, the Regent's Beloved

Ji Nanqing dared not speak at this moment. After all, Su Fuying was a princess. If she really punished them, they would be left with no one to turn to.

"Waaah, sister, why are you always like this? Ever since His Majesty made you a princess, you always use this to put me down, whether at home or outside. Mother and father are the same; they are your elders."

As Su Wan'er spoke, she wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, looking utterly pitiful.

As soon as she finished speaking, the way people around Su Fuying looked at her changed, as if they were looking at a heinous criminal.

“See? I told you, country folk are always uncouth. Once they have a little bit of power, they don’t even recognize their elders.”

"That's right, that's right. Look how pitiful this second young lady is. She's probably being bullied in the manor."

"Just now, Princess Yongle seemed to be able to take out several thousand taels of silver in one go, and look at this second young lady, her clothes are so simple."

......

Hearing these words, Su Wan'er almost couldn't help but laugh. Luckily, she listened to her mother's advice to dress simply when going out these past few days. She didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

Su Fuying had a real eye-opener today. She never expected that the ability of actors in TV dramas to shed tears in an instant could also be seen in Su Wan'er, and she acted it so vividly, as if she had really suffered a great injustice.

Su Wan'er cried and said, "How could you say that? I just wanted to fulfill my filial duty!"

Su Fuying sneered and retorted, "Filial piety? Where do you place His Majesty then? Even the Empress Dowager bows to His Majesty, so why don't you? Are you saying His Majesty is unfilial!"

A barrage of questions left Su Wan'er speechless, but she still wouldn't give up and continued to sob, "But didn't His Majesty say that filial piety comes first?"

Su Fuying looked at her, her eyes filled with mockery and disdain, and said, "That's right, His Majesty did say that filial piety is of utmost importance, but my dear sister, do you see that the Empress Dowager doesn't need to bow to His Majesty anymore? Although she doesn't need to kneel, aren't the proper etiquettes lacking?"

Upon hearing this, Su Wan'er's face turned ashen. She knew she could no longer refute him. But she still said defiantly, "That's just sophistry!"

Su Fuying sneered, "Soliciting nonsense? Hmph, in my eyes, is His Majesty's established etiquette and system inferior to what you claim? You want to be emperor?"

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing directly into Su Wan'er's heart. Her body trembled violently, and her face turned even paler.

These few words, though seemingly casual, carried immense weight on Su Wan'er's head. How could Su Fuying dare to utter such words? Even if Su Wan'er could say them, Su Fuying herself wouldn't dare to accept them.

The surrounding people were in an uproar. After hearing Su Fuying's words, they realized that Su Fuying was a princess personally appointed by His Majesty. She was granted a title, and a princess with a title was equivalent to a first-rank official in the court. Even her father had to pay his respects first.

Su Wan'er forgot to cry at this moment and stood there fearfully retorted, "No, that's not what I meant. Su Fuying, how dare you say such a rebellious thing?"

"Snapped."

"you......"

"Snapped."

Okay, it's symmetrical again, that feels good.

A crisp, resounding slap echoed through the air, landing squarely on Su Wan'er's face. The final slap was so powerful that it sent Su Wan'er sprawling to the ground, her body slamming against the earth with a dull thud.

Just moments later, a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of Su Wan'er's mouth, and her cheeks swelled up rapidly, revealing five bright red finger marks.

“You all saw it clearly. Today, Su Wan’er addressed her elder sister by her first name more than once in a rude manner, and she also failed to show proper etiquette when she met the princess. According to the current laws, those who disobey their superiors shall be punished with thirty strokes of the cane.”

After saying this, Su Fuying looked coldly at Su Wan'er, who was lying on the ground, her tone carrying a faint contempt and mockery.

"I did all this for your own good, little sister. I personally disciplined you today, so you can avoid the punishment of thirty strokes of the cane. After all, I was worried that you couldn't withstand the punishment of thirty strokes."

As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd's opinion shifted instantly. They praised Su Fuying for her kind heart and captivating beauty, completely contradicting what Su Wan'er had described. They expressed their understanding of Su Fuying's actions and believed that her handling of the situation was just right.

No one wanted to see a delicate young lady suffer the torment of thirty strokes of the cane, as it could endanger her life. Therefore, everyone praised Su Fuying's leniency, thinking she was truly a kind woman.

Over here, Su Fuying slowly squatted down, reached out and gently patted Su Wan'er's face twice. Turning to an angle where no one could see her, she slightly raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a barely perceptible cold smile, and whispered, "Take good care of your face, lest the Crown Prince be afraid of your pig head in three days." Her voice was soft yet tinged with mockery, as if she were silently provoking Su Wan'er.

Upon hearing this, Su Wan'er's face turned deathly pale, her eyes filled with anger and humiliation. She wanted to retort, but found her throat felt as if it were blocked by something, her eyes brimming with rage and humiliation.

Touching her swollen face, and remembering Su Fuying's words, she quickly got up to apply medicine.

When her skirt was tugged, Su Wan'er turned her head and saw Ji Nanqing looking at her anxiously: "Wan'er, I know you have money on you, please, lend me some."

Borrow? Where would she find such a large sum of money? She only had 1,500 taels on her, and she hadn't bought anything yet and needed to get medicine. Where would she get the money to lend her?

Thinking of this, and disregarding the fact that Ji Nanqing had suffered this ordeal because she wanted to stand up for her, she directly ripped open her skirt, turned around and left.

Looking at her sisters who abandoned each other in the face of disaster, Su Fuying couldn't help but find it amusing. "Sister, your good sister is in trouble now, are you really so heartless as to refuse to lend a helping hand?"

Upon hearing this, Su Wan'er's pupils dilated slightly, and her body trembled involuntarily. She knew that Su Fuying would not let her off so easily; this was an attempt to bring her to justice.

Thinking of this, Su Wan'er slowly raised her head, covered her cheeks with a handkerchief, and said aggrievedly, "Sister, I was just anxious to see a doctor, how could I abandon Sister Ji? But I only have a thousand taels on me, which is not enough."

Ji Nanqing stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Just now, when she left, Su Wan'er had boasted to her that she had brought three thousand taels with her. She never expected that Su Wan'er would lie so directly in order not to help her.

"Su Wan'er, didn't you just say you had three thousand taels on you? Why do you only have one thousand taels now?"

The dogs started fighting, and Su Fuying sat down on a stool to the side, ready to watch the show.