Hai Ling froze, never expecting to see Crown Prince Feng Zixiao here. What should she do now? Her mind raced, but before she could come up with a plan, a scream suddenly rang out in the hall.
"Shut up, shut up, all of you shut up."
In the spacious hall, a woman suddenly threw off her veil, revealing a charming and beautiful face. This person was none other than Ye Xiuying, the protagonist of everyone's discussion earlier. Today, she received news that His Highness the Crown Prince was in Lanxin Pavilion, so she came to create an opportunity for herself. Who knew that she would see Jiang Hailing come to solve the Zhenlong Chess Game, and even solve the Zhenlong Chess Game, which was worth a thousand gold pieces.
Her heart was bleeding with hatred; how could this woman have everything?
She was already angry, but she didn't expect to hear everyone talking about her and Jiang Feixue barking like dogs. She wanted to hold it in because it was really too embarrassing.
But the more she listened to these people's words, the more unbearable they became. She could no longer hold back and started to lash out. Before even the little maid beside her could stop her, she saw her young mistress remove the veil from her head, revealing her true face.
Inside the hall, the people who had been chatting aloud suddenly stopped talking and stared at the angry person. Under the light, her beautiful features were even more radiant and captivating, but at this moment, her dark eyes were blazing with anger as she scanned everyone around her.
Those who had been talking so enthusiastically suddenly scattered as soon as they realized what was happening, with some of the more timid ones running away immediately.
Ye Xiuying is the daughter of Grand Tutor Ye; they're not looking for death.
Of course, there were also many daring people who simply stepped back and stayed to watch the spectacle.
Seeing that everyone had run away in fright, Ye Xiuying stopped paying attention to them and looked at Hailing across the way with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes filled with anger and hatred.
This woman made her a laughingstock in the capital; she will never forgive her…
Chapter 57 Acting
Ye Xiuying gritted her teeth and cursed in her heart. Her body reacted immediately, and she rushed towards Hailing with a sharp voice.
"Jiang Hailing, you have made me lose face so much. If I have no face, then you can forget about having any face either."
She had completely given up; since she had no face left, she might as well make Jiang Hailing lose face too.
If the Crown Princess were to have an affair in Lanxin Pavilion, it would be a bad thing if word got out. If the Empress found out, she would probably be punished.
Ye Xiuying was determined to make a scene today, so she rolled around on Hailing like a snowball.
Unfortunately, before she could even reach Hailin, there was a crisp, clean snap.
Hai Ling slapped her without hesitation, her dark eyes sharp and unsettling, a cold smile playing on her lips.
This woman is too naive to try and harm her; she's not one to sit idly by and wait to die.
However, this slap was partly to teach Ye Xiuya a lesson, and partly to put on a show. Hai Ling thought to herself, her face veiled with arrogance, looking down at Ye Xiuya with a haughty and superior air.
"Ye Xiuying, how dare you offend me? You're courting death! I am the Crown Princess."
Ye Xiuying was stunned by the blow. As the daughter of the Grand Tutor, she had always been pampered by her parents since childhood. When had she ever suffered such a loss? She couldn't react for a moment and stared blankly at the arrogant Jiang Hailing until she caught sight of a group of people out of the corner of her eye.
Ye Xiuying's lips curled into a smile, a cold glint hidden in her eyes. She covered her swollen face with one hand and began to cry sadly.
"Your Highness, how could you hit someone?"
"Why can't I hit someone? Am I supposed to just wait for you to hit me instead?"
Hai Ling watched as the people at the top of the stairs on the second floor came down, but she pretended not to know and continued to speak arrogantly.
The air around them suddenly turned cold and silent. The onlookers retreated several meters again, all hanging their heads, not daring to look at the several elegant and outstanding people who came down from the second floor.
Leading the group was none other than the Crown Prince, Feng Zixiao, who exuded an air of nobility and dominance. His handsome features included deep black eyes and a cold glint in his eyes, sending chills down one's spine.
He was followed closely by the Left Prime Minister Xi Lingfeng, the Seventh Prince, and others, who walked over together.
Unfortunately, Hailin seemed oblivious, still standing with her hands on her hips, lecturing Ye Xiuying with spittle flying everywhere.
"Do you think you're so great just because you're the daughter of Grand Tutor Ye? I'm the Crown Princess, do you think I'm afraid of you? Don't you know your own limitations?"
Hai Ling said this while secretly admiring herself. If it weren't for the fact that the Crown Prince disliked her, she wouldn't have bothered talking to this kind of woman.
At this moment, Feng Zixiao and the others had already walked up behind her. Everyone around was so frightened that they dared not breathe, nervously watching the Crown Princess. Some people even worried about her.
When Rouge saw Feng Zixiao, it was too late to stop Hailing, but she still called out, "Miss?"
"Um?"
Hai Ling stopped talking and turned around. She saw several people standing three feet away behind her. The man in the lead had handsome features and an air of nobility. His bright yellow brocade robe revealed his identity as the Crown Prince Feng Zixiao. Feng Zixiao's sculpted features were covered with frost, and he smiled. His smile was like an ice blade in February, sharp and cold, shooting straight at Hai Ling.
Hai Ling was taken aback. Although she had put on this act to make Feng Zixiao hate her, seeing this man's undisguised disgust, she didn't know whether to praise her for her successful performance or to say that the man was too obvious. However, she felt very uncomfortable.
Ye Xiuying, who had been beaten behind her, led the Ye family members to kneel down.
"Greetings, Your Highness. Your Highness must seek justice for Xiuya."
Everyone in the Lanxin Pavilion's main hall knelt down, no one daring to speak or even breathe loudly.
His Highness the Crown Prince looked terrible; I'm afraid the Crown Princess is in for trouble.
Some were worried, some were gloating, but no one dared to speak.
All that could be heard was Ye Xiuying's sobbing.
Crown Prince Feng Zixiao raised an eyebrow, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. His fingers clenched tightly within his wide sleeves as he stared intently at Hai Ling.
Hai Ling, having shed her previous arrogance, smiled broadly and said, "Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince."
Her voice was soft, with a hint of flattery, as if she had forgotten her previous smugness. At this moment, her face was full of joy, like a little girl seeing her sweetheart.
When Feng Zixiao saw her expression, his face turned even uglier. His narrow eyebrows furrowed. He had thought she was quite nice before, but he never expected her to be such an inconsiderate and low-class person. The thought that this kind of woman would be his Crown Princess made Feng Zixiao feel extremely uncomfortable. So he didn't ask Hai Ling to get up, but instead snorted and looked at Ye Xiuya to the side.
"Ye Xiuying, get up."