Chapter 101
Reborn to Be A Noble Wife
Chapter 101 The Drama in the Altar Room
âSister Ming, His Royal Highness may have already known that you were punished. Moreover, you canât possibly reach him right now.â The maid looked anxious.
âItâs okay. His Royal Highness must be in the altar room currently. Letâs go there,â said Ming Xianâer while gnashing her teeth. She wouldnât allow Ji Youran to get all the benefits â getting rid of her and earning a good name at the same time. âDo we still have the mourning clothes they gave me yesterday?â
âYes, I put it in a cabinet yesterday,â the maid said hurriedly.
âHave you washed them?â
âNot yet. I was too worried about you and didnât have time to do any laundry,â said the maid. She had been wandering around the woodshed for the whole night, thinking about how to rescue Ming Xianâer. After she woke up this morning, she was called away to do some work. Then she finally had a chance to sneak out.
âGo clean the stain on the mourning clothes immediately and bring them to me. It doesnât matter if the stained part is still wet,â said Ming Xianâer.
âSister Ming, leave it to me!â The maid quickly wiped her tears off and ran outside. She didnât understand Ming Xianâerâs intention, but she trusted her unconditionally. In her eyes, Ming Xianâer was a brilliant woman, and any solution she came up with must be a good one.
Meanwhile, both Pei Luoâan and Ji Youran were in the altar room.
The longer Pei Luoâan stayed in the altar room, the more profound people would think his love for Ji Hanyue was, which would only bring him more benefits. Ji Hanyueâs father was Ji Yongming, Earl Lingâan, the Suppressor General, who was as influential as Liu Xiangshan, the Guardian General, in the military field.
The affection Pei Luoâan showed to Ji Hanyue would make those military men have good impressions of him.
It also could prevent people from suspecting him of murdering Ji Hanyue and Ji Yongming.
Regardless of what Qu Qiuyan had done before, he had to stay with Ji Hanyueâs coffin anyway. More than that, he planned to remain in the altar room two days in a row and then pretend to pass out due to exhaustion on the second day. In this way, he would secure his image of a loving husband.
Ji Youran was here with him too, wearing a veil to cover her swollen face. After what Qu Qiuyan did, she had to keep an eye on the Crown Prince, even though her face was temporarily disfigured.
To show her grief for Ji Hanyueâs death, Ji Youran knelt on the same spot where Qu Moying knelt before and burned the paper money while sobbing. Many guests had already heard the rumors that Vice Minister Quâs wife designed a scheme to set up her step-daughter, and Princess Ji was unluckily involved. Those madams immediately noticed the veil on Ji Youranâs face upon entering the altar room, which helped them confirm the rumors. Seeing her still staying with her cousinâs coffin after her face was injured, they naturally grew more respect for her. People all inwardly praised her for being a kind woman and a loving cousin.
Right now, the funeral came to its later stage. People who were not high-level officials or related to the Crown Prince or the Crown Princess could enter the altar room to mourn. So, the formalities were not as complex as before.
The guests only needed to make their greatest obeisance to the Crown Princessâs coffin and leave immediately to make room for the next group.
Meanwhile, a herd of people was waiting outside of the altar room.
Although the whole space was crowded, the atmosphere was still very solemn and deadly silent as no one was making any noise.
As funeral music spread in the air, people in white mourning clothes all wore sorrowful looks on their faces, quietly going in and coming out.
Suddenly, a woman ran in and broke the silence with a desperate look on her face. Her mourning clothes were in a mess, even with a large water stain on them. People were startled by the abrupt noise and raised their heads to stare at her in shock.
Two guards rushed out from the porch and blocked Ming Xianâer, who was about to break into the altar room. They pulled out their swords and pointed them at her face.
Ming Xianâer knelt on the ground in front of the stairs leading to the altar room and started to yell, âYour Royal Highness, help! Your Royal Highness, please help me! Princess Ji wants to kill me!â
Knowing the Crown Prince wouldnât show up, she still directly accused Ji Youran without any hesitation.
People all looked at each other in shock, but no one dared to utter a word. What on earth was going on? Who was this woman? The Crown Princeâs concubine?
How was it possible that a concubine showed up here?
Why did she say that Princess Ji wanted to kill her? It was known that Princess Ji was a virtuous woman who moved into the Eastern Palace only to care for her sick cousin, which was requested by the Crown Princess.
And Princess Ji didnât want to marry the Crown Prince initially, but Old Lady Ji insisted. When she moved into the Eastern Palace, she even cried, feeling reluctant. After Ji Youran married the Crown Prince, she devoted herself to nursing the Crown Princess and managing family affairs. In peopleâs eyes, she was a perfect example of a good wife for all noble ladies. Even she was unluckily involved in the Qu Familyâs drama just now, she still chose to accompany the Crown Prince in the altar room.
People couldnât help but wonder what on earth did Princess Ji do to make this woman interrupt the funeral and yell at the Crown Prince for help so desperately.
âYour Royal Highness, Princess Ji is going to kill me! Please save me!â Ming Xianâer continued to scream. As an opera performer, her voice was very piercing when she used all her strength.
âWhat?â Pei Luoâan couldnât ignore such a noise. He frowned, âSomeone, go take a look at what is happening.â
Surprised by Ming Xianâerâs sudden appearance, Ji Youran raised her head and answered with a hoarse voice, âIâll go, Your Royal Highness.â
Before Pei Luoâan said anything, the guard he sent out had already returned. âYour Royal Highness, Miss Ming is wailing outside, saying that Her Royal Highnessâ¦wants to kill her. She is asking for your help, Your Royal Highness,â the guard cautiously picked his words, feeling cold sweat on his back.
âWhatâs going on?â Pei Luoâan asked Ji Youran coldly.
He had been in a bad mood already. He didnât do anything with Qu Qiuyan, but the look Ji Youran gave him before was so sad and aggrieved. Although she didnât say anything, he could tell the distrust in her eyes, which meant she was suspecting him. Ji Youran really believed that he did something shameless with Qu Qiuyan in front of Ji Hanyueâs coffin, which annoyed him a lot.
He had held the exasperation for a while and couldnât vent it out.
Even though Ji Youran came to accompany him later, he still stayed in silence. He didnât want to talk to her at all, not even for defending himself.
Unfortunately, trouble found him again.
âI have no idea why she said that, Your Royal Highness. Iâll go take a look,â Ji Youran said softly while standing up with a maidâs help.
âNo need. Iâll go by myself.â Pei Luoâan waved his hand impatiently.
Ji Youranâs face looked stern and irritated behind the veil. She didnât expect Ming Xianâer to make a big scene here. After she found out which bitch released her from the woodshed, she would make sure to beat that person to death.
âYour Royal Highness, Iâve already informed you about what Ming Xianâer did. She walked around in the Eastern Palace without wearing the mourning clothes sent to her, showing no respect for the Crown Princess. Iâve asked someone to give her ten strokes with a heavy stick as punishment,â Ji Youran hurriedly explained. She feared that Pei Luoâan would believe what Ming Xianâer would say later.
Clearly, Ming Xianâer didnât hold any good intentions, interrupting the funeral rudely and saying things like that.
Fortunately, Ji Youran had informed the Crown Prince about Ming Xianâerâs misbehavior yesterday. After the Crown Princessâs death was announced, Pei Luoâan had been in a bad mood and didnât have time to think about Ming Xianâer, which was a perfect chance for Ji Youran to get rid of her. Although the Crown Prince treated Ming Xianâer pretty well, he didnât have any reaction after hearing what Ming Xianâer did and agreed to let Ji Youran deal with her.
Ji Youranâs plan was to starve Ming Xianâer for two days after beating her. Then she would let someone get her out of the Eastern Palace and secretly kill her. Ji Youran could just say Ming Xianâer ran away by herself to easily distance herself from this trouble.
In her eyes, a low-life opera performer like Ming Xianâer would never have the qualification to become the Crown Princeâs official concubine. But in the next second, Ji Youran heard Pei Luoâan scolding her sternly, âCan you even not tolerate a low-life concubine like her?!â
âYour Royal Highness, Iâ¦I donât know what you are talking about,â said Ji Youran in anger and annoyance.
âDo you really not know? I understand that you didnât want someone hold a better position than you. But not even Ming Xianâer?â Pei Luoâanâs voice was cold. After finishing his words, he immediately strode outside, not even bothering to cast a glance at Ji Youran, who was trembling.
Tears formed in her eyes and almost dropped down.
The implication in his words was too much for her to take right now. In shock, she wobbled and almost fell to the ground. A maid next to her hurriedly walked up to steady her, âYour Royal Highness.â
Ji Youran took a deep breath to suppress the boiling emotions in her heart and then said slowly, âHelp me. I want to go outside.â
She couldnât back up and soften her attitude facing a low-life woman right now, letting people gossip about her life. Her goal was to become the Crown Princess, a position that the Crown Prince had promised her already. She was only one step away from it and would never allow her name to be ruined at this critical moment.
Kneeling next to the stairs, Ming Xianâer was sobbing pitifully. She raised her head and stared at the Crown Prince with her watery eyes while begging him, âYour Royal Highness! Your Royal Highness, please save me!â
âWhatâs the matter?â Pei Luoâanâs face still looked fatigued. Right now, it was showing some displease as his eyes fell on Ming Xianâer.
âYour Royal Highness, someone sent me a smudged set of mourning clothes yesterday that I couldnât wear. On my way to the embroidery workshop to change them, I ran into Her Royal Highness. Her Royal Highness blamed me for disrespecting the Crown Princess and asked someone to beat me up. Then she locked me in the woodshed, not giving me any medicine or food. I wouldâve died earlier if I didnât overhear the two guarding maidsâ conversation by accident. Your Royal Highness, please help me!â
After hearing her words, people noticed the bloodstains on her white mourning clothes and put a meaningful look on their faces. Still, no one dared to make a sound, but they all subconsciously moved in shock. The whole solemn scene suddenly became a bit messy.
Was this woman the Crown Princeâs concubine? Did Princess Ji really want to kill her?
Was it what this woman meant?
If it was the truth, that would be so strange. In peopleâs eyes, Princess Ji was the most virtuous, graceful lady who dedicated herself to nursing the Crown Princess. She hadnât even slept with the Crown Prince like a real married couple. People all thought she only wanted to take care of her cousin and didnât care about being the Crown Princeâs wife.
Nor did she love the Crown Prince.
However, things didnât seem as simple as they heard.
She punished a concubine that the Crown Prince liked and even designed a scheme to kill her? Regardless of other people, the Crown Prince himself wouldnât allow a concubine to show any disrespect for the Crown Princess. Unlessâ¦unless he actually didnât love the Crown Princess as profoundly as he looked.
People all stared at each other in shock. They were still in silence, but many guesses had crossed their minds.
Almost everyone believed what Ming Xianâer said since no one would risk her life just for telling a lie here.
Then it meant either Princess Ji wanted to set up this concubine favored by the Crown Prince, or the Crown Prince had been pretending to be the Crown Princessâs loving husband. Either one of the possibilities was shocking enough.
âWhat did the two guarding maids say?â Pei Luoâan asked sternly.
âNo medicine, no food? How is that even possible? Iâve told the guarding maids to give them to you. I even ordered them to release you around dinner time.â
Ji Youranâs voice came from the altar room. She slowly walked out with her maidâs help, looking feeble.