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Yun Qingyu remained as indifferent as ever, like an iceberg. Her gaze swept over the faces of those adversaries she had dealt with recently, each look striking like a cold blade, lingering momentarily on each person’s face.
She felt a slight surprise; it was unexpected that all these people had shown up today. Truly, it was a narrow road for enemies.
A faint smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, a smile that carried a hint of chill, reminiscent of the winter wind. It seemed to mock the dramatic scene before her while also anticipating the unfolding spectacle.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, pondering to herself: I wonder who will make the first move?
At that moment, Six Princess approached with a gentle smile plastered across her face. She moved gracefully, her smile blooming like a flower—vibrant yet tinged with insincerity, as if it were merely a mask affixed to her features.
With enthusiasm, she took Yun Qingyu's hand in hers, gripping it tightly. Her voice was sweet as she said, “Sister Seven, there are so many people here today; it’s quite lively! Everyone is waiting for you!”
Her tone suggested an intimacy as if they were the closest of sisters, yet her eyes sparkled with an undisclosed glimmer.
Yun Qingyu, however, remained aloof and detached. She showed no reaction to Six Princess's warmth; her body stiffened slightly, and her heart brimmed with disgust.
She loathed dealing with such duplicitous and hypocritical individuals, feeling as though she were ensnared by a venomous snake.
Yun Qingyu scoffed inwardly: Clearly harboring deep-seated hatred for me and wishing for my demise, yet maintaining this façade of sisterly affection—doesn’t she find it exhausting? How utterly ridiculous. She frowned slightly, her eyes filled with disdain.
Just then, Lin Xue spoke up with an air of intrigue: “Isn’t the Princess Consort fond of having people kneel when they speak? With so many guests today, should they each pay their respects to His Highness?”
Her voice rang clear but stood out sharply in the bustling atmosphere, like a discordant note shattering a beautiful melody.
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone else was taken aback, their bodies trembling slightly, eyes wide with surprise. They never expected that the first to challenge the Eldest Princess would be Lin Xue, the Legitimate Daughter of the Lin Family.
Confusion filled their minds. Wasn't Ling Xue a cousin of Yun Qingyu? Ling Xue was the niece of Consort Duan, while Yun Qingyu was Consort Duan's daughter. Logically speaking, even if others had issues with Yun Qingyu, Ling Xue should have sided with her.
Yet now, as Yun Qingyu had just arrived, Ling Xue had already begun to mock her, leaving everyone puzzled. They exchanged glances, silently observing the reaction of the notoriously fierce Eldest Princess. Among the men present, several seemed to have guessed the reason behind this confrontation; they simply watched in silence, their expressions revealing a hint of complexity.
Yun Qingyu was well aware of where Ling Xue's hostility stemmed from. She understood: Hmph, is she trying to defend her brother Ling Jing? How foolish.
A glint of cold light flashed in Yun Qingyu's eyes, sharp as an ice blade in winter. Her gaze turned even colder as she responded indifferently, "This Palace indeed prefers people to speak on their knees, especially you."
Her voice was not loud but carried an undeniable authority. Each word seemed to be squeezed out through clenched teeth, making the surrounding air feel several degrees colder. Everyone present could sense that chilling aura.
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