Chapter 35: The Harmless Princess of Beiyang vs. The Fratricidal Prince of Beiyang 35

Lady Wen’s heart skipped a beat, and her breathing grew shallow at these words.

This fool actually knew everything!

"How do you know that?!"

The smile on Wen Yurou’s lips deepened. She beckoned with her finger, and Chunmei, catching the signal, hurried forward and pulled a letter from her bodice, handing it over.

Wen Yurou met Lady Wen’s gaze with a smile, enunciating each word: "There is your personal seal on the back of the envelope, Mother."

Lady Wen’s expression shifted violently. She snatched the letter from Chunmei’s hand, tore it open, and scanned the contents. She shuddered uncontrollably.

Seeing her guilty reaction, Wen Yurou’s hatred intensified. She clenched her fingers, stepped forward, and stared down at her. "Mother, you must be feeling very uneasy right now, aren't you? You bought all those medicines, and you condoned everything she did!"

"So what if I did?! You aren't even my own flesh and blood. You are the daughter of that vixen, Lin Meixue. I should never have been soft-hearted back then; I should have sent you to hell along with your mother, and my Ruowei would not be in this state today."

"What did you say?"

She was not her biological daughter?!

That made things much easier!

Before the words had even faded, Wen Yurou lunged forward, grabbing Lady Wen by the collar and pulling her hair back before delivering a brutal slap across her face. Caught off guard, Lady Wen collapsed on the spot. Wen Yurou planted her foot firmly on her.

She touched her own face, where the marks of fingers remained, and her eyes turned icy. "Since you are not my mother, there is no need for me to show you any kindness. Your good days are coming to an end!"

"Just you?" Lady Wen sneered. An inexperienced child trying to fight the powers within the inner palace—the outcome was obvious.

Wen Yurou brushed back her hair, her expression playful as she looked down at the woman beneath her feet. "Do you think you can do anything to me? Hm? Do you still think I can be manipulated regarding the Crown Prince? The night of the wedding, I told the Prince everything..."

Lady Wen glared at her, her eyes blazing with fury. "Don't get too arrogant!" She scrambled to her feet, intending to run toward her carriage.

Wen Yurou sneered and kicked out. *Thud.*

Lady Wen face-planted into the dirt, spitting out blood and broken teeth. A nursemaid from nearby hurried over, helped Lady Wen up, and crossed her arms, mocking Wen Yurou. "The Princess Consort certainly has some nerve, daring to lay hands on the Lady. Are you not afraid of being cast out of the Prince’s manor and thrown onto the streets to be fed to the dogs?"

At the mention of "Princess Consort," a dangerous glint flashed in Wen Yurou’s eyes. "My apologies, but I am the one who calls the shots in the Prince’s manor."

She grabbed the back of Lady Wen’s robe, dragged her back, and crouched down to deliver another heavy slap. Lady Wen, still reeling from the previous blow, was left dazed. Her face was swollen like a pig’s head.

"Ahhh! You bitch, how dare you hit me?!" Lady Wen shrieked, wishing she could tear her to shreds. But she couldn't move. Held firmly by Wen Yurou, she was completely immobilized. How could someone so petite possess such immense strength?

She could only watch as Wen Yurou stood up, raised her foot, and brought it down with force!

"You bitch! I will make you suffer just like your mother..." Lady Wen clutched her stomach, curling into a ball as she let out agonizing screams.

Watching the woman writhe on the ground, Wen Yurou smiled coldly and clapped her hands. "Hurry up and take your Lady away before she dies of pain."

"You..."

"I wouldn't mind if you tasted this pain yourselves." The murderous aura radiating from her was chilling; the others trembled like chaff in the wind. She stepped on Lady Wen a few more times, her gaze freezing as she watched the woman’s face contort in agony. "Since you are not my mother, I owe you no respect. I will uncover the truth about what happened back then, and you will not be able to escape."

She turned and left with Chunmei.

Inside the carriage, Chunmei noticed something was amiss and used a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from Wen Yurou’s forehead. "Princess Consort, are you alright?"

"I'm fine... I just couldn't help but think of my biological mother..." What Lady Wen had said still felt surreal.

At that moment, 027 activated: [Hidden character unlocked—Lin Meixue, daughter of the Chancellor, a gifted scholar of the capital, and the original owner’s biological mother. She married Wen Shao, the second young master of the Wen family. Both are currently missing.]

Wen Yurou blinked. So that was it! No wonder she had wanted her dead since she was a child.

"I'm fine..."

Seeing her like this, Chunmei comforted her with a heavy heart: "Princess Consort, don't think too much. The most important thing now is to investigate what she said. Get some sleep; I will wake you when we reach the manor. There is a fierce battle ahead."

She nodded, exhausted, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

When she awoke, they had already reached the Prince’s manor. She opened her eyes to meet the ocean-deep gaze of Xiao Zexuan, feeling dazed for a few seconds. The man’s brow held a trace of fatigue, and he reached out to gently stroke her hair.

Wen Yurou sat up and hugged his arm, whispering, "When did you get back? Why didn't you wake me?"

"Just now," Xiao Zexuan replied calmly.

Wen Yurou reached out to touch his wrist. "Why is your wrist so red and swollen? Did something happen... mm..."

Before she could finish, her lips were sealed by a fierce kiss. He pulled her onto the side of the bed, the kiss deepening by the moment.

After a long while, Wen Yurou gasped and pushed him away. "Let go for a moment. Can we talk?"

Xiao Zexuan kept her in his arms, whispering, "What do you want to say?"

Wen Yurou turned her head to meet his deep, phoenix-like eyes. "My Prince, they are planning a major move..."

The man paused, then let out a low chuckle. She cupped his handsome face, staring at him intently. Seeing his silence, she bit her lip and continued: "The military seal is missing, and I fear..."

She was afraid... afraid he would die.

In the original plot, the original owner did not survive this long, and Xiao Zexuan had only lived until the day of the Great Examination fire. To complete her mission, she had to ensure he stayed alive. To play an open hand, she had to strike first.

Xiao Zexuan furrowed his brow slightly, looking down at her. "And so?"

And so? How could she make him believe her?

Wen Yurou suppressed her emotions. "As long as I am here, you will not be harmed. I will not let anything happen to you!"