Who Cares

42

Chapter 42 Kindness

Ye Zhen, who was chased away by Baifu, was still in a daze before arriving at Ganquan Palace. The sentence “No trespassing in the study area, anyone who violates the order will be killed without mercy” had made her heart shattered, as if she was in an abyss. Back then, the Weiyang Palace, the imperial study, and even the emperor’s bedroom, where she was not allowed to pass freely, and it was unknown when the emperor started to alienated or even on guard against her.

Why? It was clear that when Zhao Luli got married, he kept telling her to stop cherishing the past and work hard for the future; he was gentle and caring to her, but his attitude changed drastically in the blink of an eye. That’s right, his indifference, alienation, and precaution all started when she intervened in Zhao Luli’s back house, frequently made face for the Ye family, and made trouble with the Guan family everywhere.

Guan Family, everything was because of Guan Family, could it be she owed them something in the previous life? Ye Zhen hated the “Guan Family” to the bone, but now there was no way to turn it back. She sadly realized that her weight in the emperor’s heart was probably not as much as that of Guan Family. They were the giants of Confucianism, leaders of the literary world, the humerus of the country, and the close ministers of the emperor, and the Ye family had nothing but a life-saving grace – no outstanding descendants, no honest family style, no good reputation and no noble blood. There was no foundation or support at all.

So everything had to rely on her to fight, to rob, to go to great lengths, to do whatever it takes. All of a sudden, Ye Zhen felt very tired, and there was a sense of fear that she would keep falling and would eventually be shattered. That’s why, when she stepped into the main hall and saw Liu shi and the others, she didn’t want to say a word.

Zhao Chunxi wanted to call her mom, but she didn’t dare to make trouble, so she could only look at her eagerly. She had a lot of grievances she wanted to talk about, but she also knew that the top priority right now was the destruction of the coral tree. Liu shi really couldn’t hold back her words, hurriedly greeted her, and opened her mouth to asked, “Niangniang, what did the emperor say? Has there been decree to seal off the entire city and search for suspects?”

Ye Zhen glanced at her coldly, and sat down in the main seat with a sullen face. The emperor refused to see her, and now she could only wait for the news from her father.

Ye Fan was the best at observing words and expressions, holding Liu shi and persuading her, “Auntie, Niangniang has just return, why don’t you let her drink some hot tea and catch her breath. In such a big case, the emperor has his own decision, we just need to sit and wait.”

Zhao Chunxi was very obedient. She picked up the teapot before Yong He and poured tea for her mother. Her face was full of joy at seeing her close relative and eagerness for mother’s love. Ye Zhen gave her a fixed look, feeling very tired inside. If it wasn’t for this useless thing to send in the news and ask her to help restrain Guan shi, would she put Ye Fan in the Marquis Mansion? Would she intervene in the inner houses affairs of a minister? Would she go up against Guan shi thus lifting up the Ye family and slapped the Guan family in the face?

Without Zhao Chunxi’s encouragement, she would at most snuff out Guan shi‘s reason to enter the palace, and there would be no bad things that follows, nor would she directly confront the Guan family, so that she accidentally hurt the Holy’s face and lost all her favor. The more Ye Zhen thought about it, the more she hated this daughter, she seemed to forget that Zhao Chunxi’s temperament ten out of ten was like her. Even if Guan Suyi obediently got married and kept to herself, she would never leave the matter alone.

A woman’s jealousy was the sharpest weapon in the world, and also the most terrifying poison.

Zhao Chunxi was a little chilled by her mother’s strange gaze, and was about to say a few soft words to provoke her pity, when she saw her grandfather staggering in, his official hat was crooked, his hair was messed up, his clothes were half wet, and his face was like gold paper, seemed that he had turned a few laps on the Asura field, looked like a sorry figure.