She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 53: Gentle and weak outside, domineering and privileged at home

Chapter 53: Chapter 53: Gentle and weak outside, domineering and privileged at home

On the way back, even Yan Wanqing felt embarrassed and kept apologizing to Huai Yu.

It was her unreliable master’s fault, accepting a worship invitation but liking to stand the other party up.

Huai Yu seemed somewhat disheartened, but still maintained his good temper.

As Yan Wanqing poured hot tea, just as she was about to hand it to Huai Yu, the carriage suddenly jolted at that moment, causing her to lurch forward due to inertia, spilling the entire pot of tea over Huai Yu.

She had never felt so embarrassed in her life.

Yan Wanqing looked at Huai Yu, who sat stunned beneath her, saw his cheeks flush red, and couldn’t help but scramble up in a fluster.

"I’m so, so sorry, Young Marquis, are you alright?" Seeing his clothes stained with dark tea marks, she felt even more remorseful.

Huai Yu appeared even more nervous than she was, his cheeks so red they almost bled.

"It’s nothing, I’ll be fine once I change clothes."

The atmosphere grew somewhat awkward, and Yan Wanqing coughed lightly and shouted outside, "Cong Ge, what happened?"

"Miss, it was your second aunt who stopped the carriage."

Yan Wanqing then lifted the carriage curtain and noticed that they had come upon the road leading to the Dali Temple.

To return to Township Manor, passing Dali Temple was inevitable.

Outside, Yan Liu was crying loudly, distraught, and upon seeing the carriage bearing the Township Manor emblem, she had directly rushed forward to stop it, startling the horses and causing the carriage to become unstable.

"Cong Ge, call your miss out here, my lady can’t stop crying," the nursemaid outside the carriage shouted at Cong Ge.

Seeing her rudeness, Cong Ge couldn’t help the rage that rose within her.

Her miss was a commandery princess, of such a noble status, and yet this nursemaid dared to be so impolite.

Just as she was about to object, the carriage curtain was lifted, and Yan Wanqing appeared before everyone with a veil over her face.

Following Yan Liu’s crying and fussing, a large crowd had already gathered, starting to point and whisper.

Yan Wanqing saw guards standing solidly at the entrance of the Dali Temple, effectively blocking the entrance, apparently preventing her second aunt from entering.

The staff at Dali Temple were all too clever; at such a critical moment, they would never allow Yan Liu to enter.

"Wanqing, think of something, let your second aunt go in to see your cousin. He’s never suffered since childhood, what will we do, I don’t know if he’s gone hungry," the second aunt cried desperately, looking truly pitiable.

But a single night couldn’t make someone emaciated.

Yan Wanqing recalled Yan Minsheng’s build, like a bear, hardly someone who could easily become thin from hunger.

"Dali Temple enforces the law impartially, there’s nothing I can do, second aunt," Yan Wanqing said softly and weakly.

Seeing her looking one way outside and another at home, second aunt couldn’t help but burst out, "You simply refuse to save your brother, you truly are cold-hearted!"

Yan Wanqing clutched her chest in grief and said, "Cousin killed someone, as Princess Anping, I naturally cannot break the law knowingly, otherwise, what would become of His Majesty and the people? Moreover, women do not involve themselves in politics, how could I, a mere woman, know the Minister of the Ministry of Justice? Second aunt, you really think too highly of me, I’m also very upset about my cousin’s trouble."

Her words not only clarified Yan Minsheng’s wrongdoing but also completely absolved Township Manor, leaving a good impression among the public, causing Huai Yu inside the carriage to involuntarily give a thumbs up.

Princess Anping certainly wasn’t your typical delicate woman.

However, her varying demeanor in front of and behind people had caught him off guard.

Seeing Yan Wanqing behave this way, Mrs. Liu from the Yan family was so infuriated she couldn’t think straight and was just about to explode in anger when she saw a dignified and noble lady emerging from Dali Temple.

Pointing at the lady, she yelled at the gatekeeper, "Why can she go in?"

The lady, whose gaze seemed to be fixated on the heavens, did not even glance at Mrs. Liu as she descended the steps with full poise.

Accompanied by her entourage, she walked past Yan Wanqing’s carriage and then suddenly turned back, exclaiming.

"Isn’t that Princess Anping? Long time no see," the lady said with a covered laugh.

Yan Wanqing couldn’t recall who this lady was, and saw her gesticulating as she described having seen her when she was young.

"When exactly?" she had been unparalleled in skill since childhood, and those who had met her never forgot, but she really had no memory of this lady.

"Oh, Princess Anping, the important people are often forgetful," the lady laughed, covering her lips again, "You were still in swaddling clothes when you accompanied your sister-in-law back to her parental home. That was when we met."

"My lady is Aunt Liu from the General Residence," a nursemaid added.

Yan Wanqing’s distressed expression cracked a bit, and it took her a long while to take a deep breath, "Ah, so it’s Aunt Liu, truly long time no see."

Aunt Liu smiled, "It’s good that you remember, it’s good indeed."

Yan Wanqing: "..." Remembering something from when she was in swaddles was impossible, she wasn’t a monster.

Mrs. Liu, feeling ignored, got up from the ground and came over, pushing Aunt Liu aside, "If you’re from the General Residence, then what is Sun Wenxing to you?"

Aunt Liu, stumbling from the push, was furious, "Sun Wenxing is my son, how dare you push me?! Who is this crazy woman, doesn’t Dali Temple have anyone to manage this?!"

As she spoke, the guards looked ready to intervene, but as Yan Wanqing gave them a cold glance, the men halted, pretending they saw nothing.

Since marrying into the Yan family, Mrs. Liu had always been respected, and she couldn’t stand this kind of humiliation, so she scoffed, "Sun Wenxing also killed someone, why should you get to go in, and not I?"

"Tsk tsk tsk! What nonsense are you spouting? My son didn’t kill anyone, stop talking non-sense," Aunt Liu saw Mrs. Liu talking nonsense and signaled the nursemaid, who tried to cover Mrs. Liu’s mouth.

Neither nursemaid was easy to provoke, one was specifically kept for rough tasks in the deep family compound, the other did the tough chores on the family farms, standing off they were evenly matched.

Mrs. Liu let out all her resentment from being jostled and ignored at Dali Temple gates on the pretentious Aunt Liu, "Aunt? Just a concubine, yet flaunts like this? Your son is safe, but don’t you think so!"

She lunged forward, grabbing Aunt Liu’s neatly arranged hair and yanking her down towards the ground while Aunt Liu, in pain, screamed and her sharp nails reached out to scratch Mrs. Liu’s face, the two sides fighting furiously.

Yan Wanqing watched the spectacle with great interest. Huai Yu didn’t know when, but he had appeared behind her and pulled her back to avoid getting accidentally hurt.

Seeing that the fight had almost run its course, Yan Wanqing finally hid her smile and winked at some of the guards from Dali Temple.

The guards hurriedly called some people over to pull apart the fighting women.

"Daring to cause a disturbance in front of the Ministry of Justice, do you all want to be jailed?!" a commanding voice erupted from the gate.

A slightly portly but handsome middle-aged man appeared from the gate.

He was none other than the Minister of the Ministry of Justice — Xie Qun.