Chapter 15
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Grand Concubine Yi was a very leisurely and carefree woman. She loved beauty and was obsessed with cleanliness, so the room was decorated like a greenhouse. The fragrant scent of flowers wafted through the air, making Han Yunxi almost forget that this was a dragon's lair or a tiger's den.
Grand Concubine Yi was sitting lazily in the seat of honor. Although she was already 40 years old, she maintained herself well. Her eyes were deep, and her beautiful phoenix eyes exuded a strong charm. She was as noble and languid as a queen.
As soon as Han Yunxi entered the room, she stared at her, thinking to herself, This daughter-in-law really is pretty. She doesn't look as loathsome as before. If that slut empress dowager hadn't forced her on Feiye, I might even like her.
Allowing Grand Concubine Yi to stare, Han Yunxi lowered her head and walked quickly to Long Fei Ye's side.
"Feiye, when did you come back last night? You didn't even say hello to mufei. I've been waiting for you all day," Grand Concubine Yi said lazily.
"Is something the matter?" Long Fei Ye asked, his tone finally showing some humanity.
"Nothing much. I just haven't seen you in a while and missed you," Grand Concubine Yi smiled.
Han Yunxi's heart turned cold. Didn't this mother and son pair know that yesterday was their wedding day? Who were they trying to disgust?
She'd harbored a bit of hope for Long Fei Ye, but now it was all gone. If it was a blessing, then it wasn't a disaster. If it was a disaster, then so be it. She'd experienced all sorts of things.
But Long Fei Ye suddenly took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve and presented it with both hands. "A red handkerchief. May mufei take a look."
Everyone turned to look at the handkerchief. Han Yunxi was the closest to it, so she had the clearest view. She saw that the handkerchief was folded into a thick square, the topmost side clean and pure white without blemish.
She only glanced at it before lowering her head in disappointment, preparing to accept Grand Concubine Yi's suspicions. On one side, Murong Wanru saw this and silently exhaled. She just knew that the Duke of Qin would never touch this woman. He'd only come with her to Grand Concubine Yi because they were going to the palace together.
With a look from Murong Wanru, the old mama quickly took off the red handkerchief and presented it to Grand Concubine Yi with both hands.
Grand Concubine Yi glanced at her before her face fell. "Bride, what's going on? His Highness returned last night. How did you serve him? "
As he questioned, he casually picked up the red handkerchief to examine it. Who would have thought that as soon as he picked it up, the snow-white silk handkerchief was immediately stained red?
"Ah!" Grand Concubine Yi couldn't help but shriek. When she focused, she saw that it really was blood!
Han Yunxi subconsciously looked up and saw the red. It was a drop of blood!
This … Heavens!
She looked at Long Fei Ye inconceivably. The man was still expressionless and cold like an ice god. However, Han Yunxi's heart was inexplicably warm.
Long Fei Ye, you're a real man. Thank you very much!
"Mufei's seen it as well. Someone come, send it to the palace."
Even Grand Concubine Yi's people didn't dare to defy Long Fei Ye's orders. The old mama quickly brought over a tray to collect the handkerchief, but Grand Concubine Yi's eyes flashed with astonishment before she reluctantly released it.
She looked meaningfully at Murong Wanru on one side, as if to ask, Han Yunxi couldn't have used some sort of sorcery to bewitch her son, right? My son has never been moved by beauty!
That red was like a thorn in Murong Wanru's eyes, stabbing her painfully. She didn't believe it. Never!
After taking away the red handkerchief, hot tea was brought over.
"Esteemed wangfei toasts esteemed imperial concubine with tea," the old mama said loudly.
With Long Fei Ye's affirmation, Han Yunxi felt much more confident. She steadily picked up the teacup and respectfully kowtowed. "Chenqie Han Yunxi pays respects to mufei. Long live mufei!"
Grand Concubine Yi's eyes darted around before she shot Long Fei Ye a few looks. Although she didn't understand or want to, she still gave her son face. She accepted the tea and drank it in one gulp, then rewarded Han Yunxi with a blue jade hairpin. She personally put it on Han Yunxi's neck and said mildly, "I don't have much to tell you. You only need to remember one thing: no matter what you say or do, you can't lose face for me or His Highness."
"Yes, chenqie will remember it in her heart," Han Yunxi replied seriously.
"You may rise," Grand Concubine Yi said. She beckoned Nangong Wanru over. "Wanru, you're a junior. Offer your sister-in-law a cup of tea."
"Yes," Murong Wanru's voice was soft and obedient, always tinged with pity, as if someone had bullied her. She picked up the hot tea and walked step by step towards Han Yunxi, hatred flashing through her eyes.
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