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Zhao Yitan saw Qin Yaru, his gaze flickering and his expression not looking good. However, he was astonished inside; he had never looked at Qin Yaru directly from the beginning, but at this moment, in front of everyone, he suddenly realized that this Consort Qin was indeed stunningly beautiful. Although her beauty could easily be seen as flamboyant, she carried herself with grace and dignity, and in terms of demeanor, she was even superior to the Gentle Blue Princess.
He was momentarily dazed and sighed inwardly—perhaps only that Grand Princess could stand shoulder to shoulder with her; all the famous ladies in the capital would have to bow down in admiration!
Chen Wulang was truly fortunate to have won the affection of such a beautiful woman. Unfortunately, if he wanted to get close to her in the future, it would likely be difficult; his own Princess was not as easygoing as she appeared.
Zhao Yitan secretly grumbled but showed a serious expression on his face. He slightly bowed and greeted them, his gaze landing on Da Lang, who had been closely following Qin Yaru. He smiled amiably and said, “This must be Da Lang. You bear a striking resemblance to Chen Langjun, looking lovely and charming; you will surely have a bright future ahead.”
Da Lang did not like this person before him. Moreover, despite his young age, he always hoped others would treat him like an adult. Being called lovely and charming at this moment did not sit well with him. However, he had always been taught by Qin Yaru to be gentle and courteous. Despite his youth, he adhered strictly to etiquette and did not want to lose face. He obediently replied, “I am Chen Dalang; Zhao Steward is polite. May I ask why Zhao Steward has come here to seek us mother and son?”
Zhao Yitan gritted his teeth inwardly but maintained a warm smile on his face: “Consort Qin and Da Lang are esteemed individuals; how could there be any reason for you to stay at an inn? You should return with me quickly.”
Seeing that Qin Yaru showed some difficulty on her face, he became even more displeased, his tone cooling by three degrees. Nevertheless, he continued: “Is there anything lacking in my hospitality? If Consort Qin has any dissatisfaction with the servants I brought along, please feel free to speak up; I will certainly discipline them properly.”
Qin Yaru sneered—return? Where would they return to? The Chen Family no longer had a place for her and Da Lang; if they went back, they would likely end up under house arrest.
“Zhao Steward need not be so polite. My husband entrusted you all to help renovate the old residence. Zhao Steward is so dedicated; I thank you here. However, my home is noisy with men coming and going. As a woman, it is truly inappropriate for me to stay long. Moreover, Da Lang needs peace for studying. I will find another place to temporarily settle down; Zhao Steward can rest assured in overseeing the renovation of the old residence. I leave all matters in your capable hands.”
Qin Yaru slightly raised her voice, drawing the attention of everyone in Shunlai Inn. A group of diners unconsciously pointed and whispered towards them.
Zhao Yitan's face turned pale—Consort Qin's words sounded polite but were laced with barbs. From the mention of ‘husband’ followed by ‘thank you,’ it was clear that Consort Qin was indeed the rightful mistress of the Chen Family, while he, Zhao Yitan, was merely an intruder.
A guest managing the host was unacceptable no matter where it happened.
He was almost unable to suppress his anger. It was one thing to be called out by a legitimate daughter of the Wang family whom he had looked down upon in the past, but now, in this rural place, even a villager dared to speak with sarcasm!
Zhao Yitan's face darkened as he put on a cold expression. With a glance, this time the guards did not make things difficult for him and quietly approached the stairs.
"Consort Qin, you should quickly pack your things and return to the residence with Zhao. Otherwise, if Chen Langjun gets angry, it won't look good for me, and I believe you wouldn't want to tarnish Chen Langjun's reputation either, right?"
Qin Yaru frowned, pulling Da Lang closer. She felt regretful; she should not have assumed that these people would not dare to act recklessly just because they were in public. Unable to contain her temper, she clashed with Zhao Yitan. Under such circumstances, one had to bow their head. The people from Xiangyang Wangfu were used to being domineering; if they truly got angry, they wouldn’t care how others viewed them!
If she were really forced to stay outside, then before the Princess even entered the door, she would already be accused of driving away Chen Wenyue's legitimate wife, which would greatly affect the Princess's reputation!
Just as Qin Yaru hesitated about whether to resist—after all, Zhao Yitan probably wouldn’t dare to truly harm her or Da Lang—a sudden laugh came from upstairs.
"What a strange sight! A deputy manager from Xiangyang Wangfu not only wants to control where others can stay but also dares to forcibly take a common woman in broad daylight. If a mere manager is like this, then if Xiangyang Wang gets tired of living in the Wangfu and wants to spend some days in the palace, should we officials also make room for him?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yitan's face changed dramatically, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
Although there was no such crime in the Song Dynasty, if such an accusation fell upon him—especially concerning Xiangyang Wang—it would be one thing for him; someone of his status would not only suffer but might even lose his life!
"Who is it?!" Zhao Yitan's lips turned pale as he shouted angrily. But as soon as he looked up and saw the handsome man wearing a Purple Gold Crown sitting upstairs, he felt his hair stand on end—how could this tyrant appear in such a remote place? And he was standing up for Consort Qin?
Although Lord Pang's title was not particularly high, he was well-known and feared throughout Kaifeng. Even noble sons and daughters would take a detour upon seeing him. As the deputy manager of Xiangyang Wangfu, he recognized that this was someone who must be treated with caution and absolutely not offended; his legs felt weak immediately.
However, he was tasked by the Princess. If he messed up this job, it would be even more difficult for him at Xiangyang Wangfu. Despite feeling anxious inside, he still respectfully bowed to Pang Yuanying and said, "Marquis smiles; my lord's loyalty to Long Live is evident as day."
He cleared his throat, pretending not to hear Pang Yuanying's words, and said loudly, "This time I came to Wudang at the request of the Princess. First, to renovate Chen Langjun's old residence, and second, to take care of Consort Qin. Now that Consort Qin is alone outside, how can she feel at ease? I ask the Marquis not to interfere in this matter!"
After speaking, he suppressed the anxiety in his heart, hoping that this Marquis would consider the face of the royal residence and not make things difficult for him over a Villager. He waved his hand, signaling the guards beside him to surround them, while smiling and saying, "Consort Qin, please don't be willful. Living outside cannot compare to being in the residence. It's better for you to return quickly. Rest assured, if you find it noisy, just let them be more careful; it won't disturb Da Lang's studies."
"Eh? Could it be that I, Bai Yunsheng, am ignorant? When did that Gentle Blue Princess from Xiangyang Wangfu become a concubine for Chen Wulang of the Chen Family? Xiangyang Wang is truly something; even if she is a Legitimate Daughter, it's not appropriate to casually give her away as a concubine. Don't they worry about bringing shame to the royal family?"
Today seems to be Zhao Yitan's unlucky day. Before he could reach Qin Yaru's side, another voice rang out—this voice carried a hint of frivolity yet was extremely cold.
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