CHAPTER 75
Now He Spoke, It Was to Protect Her!
(Translated by: RenRen, Edited by: Yzrahc`dryzzle, Proofread by: Strix)
So it was because she didn’t want to let him know.
This woman……
“Slave knows wrong. Your Imperial Majesty, please spare this slave’s life!” That maid was trembling while being carried before the Emperor. She instantly kneeled on the ground and cried out, “Everything is because of this slave’s momentary negligence. Slave took the wrong teapot. These two teapots looked exactly the same, slave didn’t make sure and took the wrong one.”
“Waste! Even for a teapot, you could take the wrong one! Come! Drag her out, flog her 50 times!” Xiao Ye held his fury back and angrily spoke.
“This concubine was wholeheartedly thinking for Jing Yue’s good. Nevertheless, the result was her being treated like this, this concubine……” Fu RuoQing said tremblingly, with tears dropping from the corner of her eyes.
“I don’t believe it. Was the maid who carried the teapot and poured the water was really not aware of the difference? If it wasn’t with Consort G.o.ddess’ permission, would they really dare not saying anything?” Jing Yue sneered.
“You……” anger flashed on Fu RuoQing’s eyes.
“Ke ke (cough)……” Just at this moment, the Empress, Fei YaZhu, who had been sitting at the side and hadn’t uttered anything from the beginning, suddenly coughed. Her face was pale and she seemed very frail. She pursed her lips, stared at everyone and said, “Your Imperial Majesty, according to this concubine, just let this matter pa.s.s.”
“Let this pa.s.s? How could I let this matter pa.s.s!?” Fu RuoQing was suddenly feeling discontented. She widened her eyes staring at Xiao Ye and said, “Your Imperial Majesty, this concubine’s face has turned into this kind of appearance, this concubine……”
Xiao Chen couldn’t stand it anymore. He stepped forward and stood beside Jing Yue. He stared coldly at Fu RuoQing and said, “Consort G.o.ddess, your face is a face, is the hand of Ben w.a.n.g’s Huang Fei not a hand?”
“I……” Fu RuoQing’s face went pale. Seeing that Xiao Chen seemed to protect Jing Yue, she slowly clenched her fists. Why? Why would Xiao Chen protect Jing Yue like this when she was only injured on her hand? She couldn’t accept it! From start to thus far, not once had he glanced at her.
Let alone to say words of greetings.
Now that he spoke, it was to protect her!
“Imperial Consort Fu, you didn’t teach your subordinates well and made the future Ninth Huang Fei have an injury on her hand. She was careless for a moment and spilled water on your face, you also couldn’t really blame her. Besides, the imperial physician has said that your wound was nothing serious. Take a look at the wound on Jing Yue’s hand, it’s much more serious than yours.”
Fei YaZhu spoke and lowered her gaze. There was nothing special about her gentle words, however, they actually helped Jing Yue to wipe all her crimes clean.
“It’s obviously her that……” Fu RuoQing still wanted to open her mouth and speak but Xiao Ye, already tired of this matter, raised his hand to interrupt Fu RuoQing’s speech and said, “As the Empress had said, let this matter end here.”
Having finished speaking, Xiao Ye stood up and indifferently threw a glance at Fu RuoQing. He flung his sleeves and left without saying anything else.
Fu RuoQing was stunned. She watched Xiao Ye, who had always been listening to her words, abandoned her just like that and walked away. Unwillingness instantly filled her eyes, she dropped her hands and tightly clenched her fists. Xiao Chen raised his hand and pulled Jing Yue’s hand, his expression went cold as he stared at her severely scalded hand.
“It hurts.” Jing Yue said promptly when she noticed that Xiao Chen wanted to touch her palm. That small face as well as those blinking eyes looked very pitiful. Seeing Jing Yue’s appearance, Xiao JingRan who stood on the side had a slight change of expression. He s.h.i.+fted his gaze towards Fu RuoQing and stared at her with a faint coldness in his eyes.
“Let’s go.” Xiao Chen slowly lowered his gaze and released his hold over Jing Yue’s hand. At once, he held her up and carried her out of the hall.
Jing Yue nestled in Xiao Chen’s embrace without saying anything. She slightly raised her head to take a look at Fu RuoQing who was still kneeling on the ground. Fu RuoQing was watching Xiao Chen’s action in amazement, disbelief filled her eyes.