Chapter Volume 1 89
The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven
As Yao Mowan had predicted, Ye Hongyi wasnât concerned by Feng Yihanâs diplomatic visit. The fact that he assigned Ye Junqing the task of entertaining Feng Yihan showed that the dangers of Feng Yihanâs visit had occurred to him. However, he planned to hand Ye Junqing over to the state of Qi the moment something happened to Feng Yihan. This way, there would be no need for compensation to maintain peace and it would also allow him to get rid of Ye Junqing, this eyesore.
âMaster, the prince has already brought Feng Yihan to Harmony Palace. This subordinate has investigated and found that there are fifteen people accompanying Feng Yihan. There are five personal bodyguards that are all first class experts. The other ten are a little weaker,â reported Yin Xue as she stood next to Yao Mowan.
âFifteen people⦠It seems that the king of Qi truly wished to get rid of this crown prince. Yin Xue, if you encountered the âSeven Phantom Assassins,â what are your chances of victory?â Yao Mowanâs clear eyes were like a deep tranquil pond that didnât contain a single ripple.
âOn my own, it would be easy to escape. If it was a direct confrontation, thereâs thirty percent chance of victory.â The unspoken implication was that she wouldnât be a match for them.
âEn. I trust that Feng Yihanâs followers arenât good-for-nothings either. With Liu Sha added on, you guys would probably be able to reach a draw. As of now, whether weâll be able to protect Feng Yihan will have to depend on luck. Remember, no matter what, the Esteemed Princeâs life is the most important. Second after that is your own, understood?â Yao Mowan spoke as she took a sip of tea.
âThis subordinate understands!â Yin Xue understood that Yao Mowan was telling her not to risk her own life in fighting with the âSeven Phantom Assassinsâ if she couldnât win.
Ye Hongyi only gave the order to prepare a banquet after Feng Yihan had arrived in Harmony Palace for an entire day. In addition, the people who were going to entertain him at the banquet were just Ye Junqing and her. Yao Mowan couldnât help but scoff. Ye Hongyi really looked down on Feng Yihan too much. Even if he wasnât favored, he was still a crown prince. The fact that Ye Hongyi sent a fool to entertain him was clearly meant to embarrass him.
He had no idea that he had erred in judgement and that his unbridled act to humiliate the crown prince would one day cause his downfall!
The banquet was set to start at noon in the Harmony Palace. Ye Hongyiâs lack of concern was apparent in the time and location of the banquet. Within Guan Osprey Palace, Yao Mowan had Ting Yue dress her up exaggeratedly. By the time Ting Yue inserted the last golden dangling hairpin into Yao Mowanâs hair, Yao Mowanâs face had already become flushed.
âNiang niang, isnât it heavy?â Ting Yue asked hesitantly as she looked at the mess of hairpins stabbed into Yao Mowanâs hair.
âDo you know why this consort is doing this?â Yao Mowan still felt that this wasnât enough, so she patted even more rouge on her face. Her originally elegant features were still beautiful, but it now looked way too gaudy.
âThis servant doesnât understand.â Ting Yue opened her eyes wide as she waited for Yao Mowanâs explanation.â
âItâs very simple. The sloppier this consort is, the more humiliating it will be for Feng Yihan and heâll resent His Majesty even more for doing this. In contrast, heâd sense Ye Junqingâs sincerity more clearly,â replied Yao Mowan.
âTing Yue sometimes really canât understand you. Itâs enough that you help the Esteemed Prince without allowing him to know, but you always anger him half to death while doing so too!â Ting Yue grumbled as she started putting away the rouge and powder.
âYouâve seen him angry before?â Yao Mowan lifted her brows in surprise.
âOf course, this servant had heard him curse about you several times when passing by the east wing!â Ting Yue nodded her head vigorously.
âWhat does he curse about?â Yao Mowan looked towards Ting Yue with interest in her eyes as her lips hook in a trace of a playful smile.
âMostly about how youâre completely two-faced and bossy. Although this servant didnât hear the things clearly, that voice was extremely loud so he was definitely angry,â replied Ting Yue with confidence.
âIs that so⦠Itâs about time. Accompany this consort to Harmony Palace.â Yao Mowan silently noted down Ting Yueâs words, then walked slowly out of Guan Osprey Palace.
It was a rare, cool, summer day. The moment she pushed opened the palace doors and stepped into Harmony Palace, the sight of peach blossoms entered her eyes.
She was slightly stunned by the beautiful view. Harmony Palace had always been empty, so back when she was the Empress, she had ordered the gardener to plant peach trees here so that the courtyard wouldnât seem so desolate and empty. From the looks of it now, her casual act had ended bringing about this paradise-like scene.
As a gust of wind swept by, it carried along a faint fragrance and twirled loose petals into the air. There was only a single figure within the sea of flowers. That person sat by himself on a stone stool and leaned against a peach tree as he slowly perused a scroll. The manâs hair was bound with a purple hair crown and a partially visible green hairband. He was elegant and quiet like a beautiful jade sculpture. A few petals landed on the manâs shoulder, making him appear otherworldly in his pure white garment.
Ting Yue wanted to walk over, but Yao Mowan stopped her. She didnât want to disrupt this beautiful, tranquil atmosphere. However, it was already too late. The man had already put down the scroll and looked over.
He had handsome and elegant sharp features that gave off a refined air. However, Yao Mowan could sense that the depths of those clear pupils contained deep grief. It was such silent grief and indignation. This look was so familiar. Only a person that had gone through extreme pain would have such a deep and quiet hatred-filled gaze.
âWho are you?â It was originally supposed to be the question of the man sitting in the midst of the flowers, but the voice ended up coming from behind them. At the side, Ting Yue gulped in shock.
âPrince, you canât even recognize my master?â Ting Yue looked at Ye Junqing uneasily since he knew that her master wasnât a fool.
âYao Mowan? Why are you dressed like this?â Ye Junqing walked quickly to them with a stunned expression.
âWhatâs wrong with the way Iâm dressed? This consort feels that this outfit is extremely beautiful!â Yao Mowan puffed up her cheeks as she refuted confidently.
âTing Yue, are you sure that your master checked the mirror before coming out today?â Ye Junqing stared at Yao Mowan as he asked this. Ting Yue was silent with embarrassment.
âEsteemed Prince, may I ask who this is?â A clear voice arose. Feng Yihan gracefully walked to Ye Junqingâs side.
âAhem⦠this is His Majestyâs most favored consort, Consort Yao niang niang.â Ye Junqingâs voice contained embarrassment as he introduced Yao Mowan. However, Yao Mowan didnât feel uncomfortable at all. After all, even if it was a humiliation, it was Ye Hongyiâs humiliation.
âConsort Yao, this is the crown prince of Qi.â Ye Junqing turned around and formally introduced Feng Yihan to her.
âEn, why arenât you paying your respects to this consort?â Right after Ye Junqing spoke, Yao Mowan lifted her little face that had a thick layer of rouge on it and said this haughtily. Feng Yihan was stunned to hear this, but he didnât show it much and maintained his elegant and mild demeanor.
âConsort Yao, you should be the one greeting the crown prince!â Ye Junqing spoke in a low voice.
âBut His Majesty said that this consort is the most important person in this place, second only to him, so anyone who sees this consort should salute. Oh, thatâs right, why didnât you salute when you saw this consort!?â Yao Mowan put both hands on her hips as she looked at Ye Junqing with a peeved expression. Ye Junqing suddenly felt humilated as if someone had stripped him naked and hung him up outside. If it werenât for his strong willpower, he definitely would have started shouting at Yao Mowan.
âFeng Yihan greets Consort Yao niang niang. Everyone speaks of Consort Yaoâs state-overturning beautiful and untainted innocence. Having seen you today, Yihan sees that the reputation is truly justified.â Feng Yihanâs eyes contained a smiling expression. Yao Mowan couldnât find a trace of loathing or disdain in those eyes; the expression in those eyes seemed completely sincere as if he truly did respect her. Yao Mowan couldnât help but sigh. Feng Yihan truly was shrewd.
âYou may rise. What about you?â Yao Mowan shifted her gaze to Ye Junqing and her lips hooked slightly. She found that, for some reason, she loved teasing Ye Junqing and making him mad. He only seemed lively enough during these times.