Jiang Yuchao thought: This "pei" is very witty.
Seeing their strange smiles, Princess Nasha immediately sensed something was off. She tore the feather ornament off her head, "What is this?"
Jiang Yuchao told her, "Pheasant feathers, specially prepared for you. It matches you well."
Princess Nasha trembled with anger, "You dare humiliate me like this."
Jiang Yuchao gave her a contemptuous smile, "What, I'm humiliating you now? Do you still dare to hit me? I'm Prince Yuling's consort."
Princess Nasha had always been proud. How could she tolerate such provocation? She didn't intend to lay hands on this woman when she came today, but with such taunting, Princess Nasha could no longer hold back.
Observing her expression, Jiang Yuchao saw the fierce look in her eyes. She immediately turned and ran towards the palace they came from, shouting in a panicked voice as she ran, "Help, someone save me, Princess Nasha is going to kill someone!"
The palace wasn't far to begin with, and Jiang Yuchao was fast. In the blink of an eye, she ran to the front of the palace, attracting everyone's attention. Princess Nasha, who instinctively chased after her, was furious at how cunning she was. "You stop right there!"
A madam, looking at the fierce Princess Nasha with a frightened expression, caught Jiang Yuchao as she ran over. Soon, remarks like "Foreign women are so brutal", "Scared me to death, I heard she really kills people", "Coming to our place and still being so arrogant, she really doesn't take us seriously" started circulating among the crowd.
Princess Nasha looked down on these palace madams and didn't bother talking to them. She had never experienced the destructive power of such group mockery. Facing all kinds of pointing and whispering, her face flushed red with anger as she cursed, "Who wants to kill her? She ran off like this to scare herself."
Jiang Yuchao pointed to the pheasant feathers in Princess Nasha's hand, "You're even holding a weapon!"
The crowd looked at the accessory Princess Nasha was holding. Indeed, it had two sharp, pointy hairpins that looked like they could hurt someone.
"You gave this to me yourself!"
In front of everyone, Jiang Yuchao showed a look of surprise, followed by a resentful expression. "You want to steal my husband, how could I possibly give you gifts? Even if I did, I wouldn't give such shabby things!"
The madams said, "How terrible, shouting about fighting and killing in the palace. She's just the daughter of a small tribe's chief, and we politely call her a princess. She really thinks she's something."
"Yes, we all know Prince Yuling values his consort and adores her dearly. This woman must be jealous and wants to harm the Prince's consort."
"I think there's something wrong with her head. I'm really afraid she'll hurt us later. Why hasn't anyone come to take her away? It's quite scary."
Nasha angrily said, "You're ganging up on me and siding with that Jiang Yuchao!"
Jiang Yuchao thought: Ha, what else? I can't beat you alone, so of course I have to borrow the power of others. Didn't you say you look down on these women? Then let me show you how sharp their tongues are.
Catfight rule: When you can't win alone, adapt to the circumstances and use the strength of others.
Princess Nasha was so overwhelmed by the taunting that she left without even attending the banquet.
Xi Zhuoyu also heard about what happened on their side. On the way back, he casually chatted with Jiang Yuchao, "I thought you didn't have a good relationship with them. Why would they stand on your side and speak for you?"
Jiang Yuchao said, "Because in the face of foreign enemies, we are natural allies. This is the united front tactic." It's all tricks left over from the fan circles. Today, even if her acting was poor, those madams would just turn a blind eye and help her bully Nasha.
"But Princess Nasha isn't someone who can be dealt with so easily. I don't think she'll give up," Jiang Yuchao analyzed.
Xi Zhuoyu said, "No worries. If the 'assistant' can't handle it, it can be handed over to the 'steamer'*."
*T/N: Assistant and steamer are fan circle slang, Xi Zhuoyu is referring to himself.
Jiang Yuchao said, "...Brother, don't learn fan circle vocabulary. Also, stay away from fan wars."
Xi Zhuoyu said, "...Okay."
As expected, Princess Nasha didn't give up easily. The more she was thwarted, the braver she became. She went straight to Prince Yuling's residence. She didn't come alone, but also brought a male wolf-dog she raised.
The woman and two dogs caused quite a commotion at the door. When Jiang Yuchao and Xi Zhuoyu came out, they saw their female guard dog fighting with a larger, unfamiliar male wolf-dog. The male wolf-dog was being a hooligan, trying to force himself on her. Their guard dog, of course, wouldn't allow it and viciously bit the male wolf-dog. It was a lively fight.
The culprit, Princess Nasha, watched the show from the side, looking smug. "This one is the dog king. It can even kill wolves. If it's willing to mate with the ordinary bitches in your residence, you should consider it a bargain."
Jiang Yuchao thought: For some reason, I suddenly feel that this Princess Nasha and the domineering Prince Yu are a match made in heaven.
Xi Zhuoyu looked at the state of the battle and suddenly turned to give a few orders.
Before long, several tall and sturdy guards, fully armored, quickly ran over and captured the troublemaking male wolf-dog, dragging it away.
Princess Nasha's face changed and she couldn't laugh anymore. "What are you going to do! Are you going to kill my dog king!"
Jiang Yuchao knew her brother definitely wouldn't kill a dog, but she also didn't know what her brother intended to do. Then Xi Zhuoyu said, "Oh, I told them to take him to be neutered, to have it cut off. This way he can accompany you longer in the future. It's a good thing."
Princess Nasha angrily shouted, "No! Who allowed you to do such a thing!"
Jiang Yuchao said, "Princess, calm down. They're castrating your dog, not your man. You can't use that thing anyway, so why get so agitated."
Author's Note:
For every story, there will be readers who say "this is so boring, hurry up and end it". Well, I understand everyone's desire to fast forward when they reach parts that don't interest them. Sometimes I really want to fast forward too, but I'm the darn author. It's not like I can just lie there and wait for the story to update itself before fast forwarding. I have to type it out word by word, I can't go fast.
So, my friends, give the world a little more love.
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