So it was Chu Lian who had made that dish!
Imperial Princess Leyao gritted her teeth and was instantly overcome with anger towards Chu Lian.
Concubine Wei lightly patted her daughter’s back, then lovingly asked, “Are you feeling better?”
Princess Leyao had puked until her face had turned deathly pale, only managing to stop with great difficulty. Around this time, a palace maid delivered a cup of tea. Princess Leyao took a sip from it and felt a little bit better.
“Mother, does Father hate me now?”
Now calm, Princess Leyao’s eyes reddened. After a few more blinks, her tears began to fall.
The emperor had very few daughters, and Imperial Princess Leyao was the youngest of them all. Previously, she had been the most pampered princess, and the emperor had never spoke to her harshly. However, now he had suddenly turned his temper on her, all because of a disgusting dish!
How could the headstrong Princess Leyao accept this?!
Imperial Concubine Wei saw how red her daughter’s eyes were and quickly rubbed her head to console her. “Yao’er, how could you think that? Your father has always loved you the most. He’s just in a bad mood today, and you got caught up in it.”
Princess Leyao sniffled, then buried her face in her mother’s soft bosom.
Imperial Concubine Wei gently caressed her daughter’s smooth hair, but her mind was incredibly tense as well.
It was apparent that she had underestimated the place that that slut Ye Xun held in the emperor’s heart. That girl was merely a lost cause that had crawled out of Ye Xun’s belly, yet the emperor valued her so much.
While Imperial Concubine Wei doted on her daughter, she couldn’t spend all day with her as there was still the afternoon hunt.
The emperor would lead his officials to the forest to hunt, so she needed to act as the host for the female guests.
A short while later, Imperial Concubine Wei hastily left. She bumped into Feudal Princess Anmin at the entrance of the tent.
“Anmin, take good care of Leyao. That child is in a bad mood today,” Imperial Concubine Wei said, assigning this task to her before leaving.
Feudal Princess Anmin respectfully complied.
When Imperial Concubine Wei left, Anmin entered the tent to console Imperial Princess Leyao.
Princess Leyao suddenly made a cry of alarm. Her eyes were blown wide with rage and disbelief. “Cousin, what did you just say?! Chu Lian cooked all the food at Father’s table just now?”
Feudal Princess Anmin, who was two years older than Leyao, wore a grave expression as she nodded.
“That’s right.”
With that information in mind, Princess Leyao clenched her teeth. She wished she could put Chu Lian to death right now.
Having been pampered by everyone in the palace, she was used to being arrogant and domineering. The two times when she had had to suffer the emperor’s criticism had both been caused by Chu Lian. Adding on to that her hidden feelings for He Changdi, she truly hated Chu Lian now.
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Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator
FantasyNot my story. For reading offline purposes. This is Book 2 Credits to: Written by: Snow Mountain Mists (雪山岚) Translated by: timebun, Premonition, Myst Edited by: renderedreversed Raws: http://www.17k.com/book/1768774.htmlation 小说作品翻译自ChineseAll中文在线...