Noble Lady Ying was so jealous that she almost ground her silver teeth to dust, and said sarcastically: "Lady Li is truly fortunate, just a mention of sweet grapes and the Emperor orders various tributes to be sent. Younger sisters cannot even dream of such luck."
If she hadn’t spoken, it would have been better; upon hearing her words, Beauty Zhou, already feeling neglected, suddenly felt another sting to her heart.
Li Yuyu widened her willow leaf eyes: "Weren’t the fruits you just ate gifted by the Emperor and not purchased with your own silver taels?"
Is Yan Xiu really so stingy?
Even unwilling to reward the concubines with fruit?
Li Yuyu thought of Yan Xiu tricking her out of a hundred taels of silver and forcing her to write an IOU, and suddenly felt Yan Xiu could indeed do such petty things.
Noble Lady Ying choked, her face changing colors, and finally could only grind her teeth again.
"Alas, it’s pitiful." Li Yuyu muttered softly, glancing at the delicious-looking fruits on the table, slightly reluctantly pushed a plate towards Noble Lady Ying: "Perhaps Noble Lady Ying should take this plate back to eat."
Anyway, Donglai said her Luaxin Pavilion still had plenty of them.
"Lady Li, what do you mean by this!"
"Is one plate not enough?" Li Yuyu furrowed her brows in distress, and finally pushed another plate in front of Noble Lady Ying: "Is this enough now?"
"Lady Li, don’t be too excessive!" Noble Lady Ying was extremely angry, slapped the table, and stood up angrily saying: "Just because you have the Emperor’s favor, you think you can trample us as you please?"
Talented Lady Han slightly raised her head, lips slightly moving, wanting to correct Noble Lady Ying’s improper wording; it should be "me" not "us."
Beauty Zhou’s expression was conflicted, unsure if she should intervene.
"I simply heard you say there was no fruit to eat, kindly inviting you to eat fruit, where does trampling come into it?" Li Yuyu was puzzled.
Could it be that giving the fruit bestowed by Yan Xiu to Noble Lady Ying was trampling?
Isn’t imperial bestowal meant to be a gift?
Li Yuyu was utterly baffled.
"You!" Noble Lady Ying glared furiously at Li Yuyu.
Hua Yin returned and happened to witness the scene, thinking Noble Lady Ying was about to harm Li Yuyu, quickly ran into the pavilion, and stood in front of Li Yuyu: "How can Noble Lady Ying shout at my master?"
The pent-up anger within Noble Lady Ying was ignited by Hua Yin’s words.
"Insolence!" With a sharp rebuke, Noble Lady Ying slapped Hua Yin.
Beauty Zhou was startled, standing up directly from her stool.
Hua Yin was slapped with her cheek turned to one side, staggering back several steps almost falling down the steps.
"Hua Yin." Li Yuyu reached out and grabbed Hua Yin, who nearly fell down the steps, then returned a slap to Noble Lady Ying’s face, angrily saying: "You’re the one being insolent! Can someone like you, a mere noble lady, touch my people?"
"You dare to hit me?" Noble Lady Ying covered her cheek in disbelief, her eyes wide: "Do you know who my father is?"
"I’ve already hit you." Li Yuyu sneered lightly.
Is Noble Lady Ying stunned from being hit?
Want to compete with her father? She not only can compete with her father but her brother too!
Noble Lady Ying was provoked by Li Yuyu’s attitude, feeling a surge of anger desperately wanting to vent, with eyes red rushed at Li Yuyu: "I’ll fight you!"
Seeing Noble Lady Ying go mad, Hua Yin hurriedly protected Li Yuyu behind her.
"Noble don’t." Yin Cheng shouted crying trying to pull and block.
"Oh heavens, what to do now..."
Beauty Zhou’s face was pale, just took two steps forward, but her side waist was bumped by someone, and all she heard was a "splash" sound...