The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law
Chapter 903 - 897 Outrage

Chapter 903: Chapter 897 Outrage

At this moment, what she should do was to fight for time.

Gu Youyou cursed angrily, "Hit me? You fat woman, even if you hit me you won’t bring any flair to it, if you’ve got the guts, take a stroll around the Imperial Garden and see how people laugh at you, you fatso. There’s a saying that honest advice grates on the ears, I’m merely telling the truth."

Princess Zijin wasn’t actually fat, she simply had a slightly fuller figure due to an excellent standard of living.

But any woman can’t bear being called a fat woman.

Jin Fengzhao pointed at Gu Youyou with a trembling finger and said, "You... you dare to curse this princess?"

She was born with a golden key in her mouth, the most honored Princess of Zhuzhao Country, the eldest daughter of the late Empress. She had never suffered such grievance in all her years, and she quivered with rage, unable to utter a word for a long while.

Gu Youyou bit her teeth and said indifferently, "This isn’t cursing, it’s merely stating a fact. The palace attendants around you dare not speak the truth, claiming the ugly as beautiful, it’s not flattering you, it’s harming you, causing you to be laughed at when you step outside."

"Who dares to laugh at this princess?" Jin Fengzhao glared.

Gu Youyou sneered, "Right, no one dares to laugh at you, hence you have always been oblivious to what is called beauty and what is ugliness. Let me be the one to tell you then. Your current appearance, clad in clothes forcefully taken from me, do you think you look beautiful just by changing your attire? In actuality, you look even uglier than your true self now, this is what is called ugly."

She quite aptly mocked her for wielding power under the identity of Jin Zijin.

Even with the distinguished honor of being a princess, she couldn’t change the vulgarity in her bones.

"You lowlife, shut your mouth," Jin Fengzhao roared, "Hit her! Beat her to death..."

"Stop!"

The moment Jin Fengzhao’s voice fell, before the nannies could even move to act, the Empress had already arrived.

She looked at Gu Youyou who was pinned down on the ground, then turned to look at Jin Fengzhao.

At that moment, Jin Fengzhao was shaking with anger, seeing the Empress without any surprise, she continued to roar, "What are you waiting for? Do as I command, beat her, beat this lowlife to death!"

With the Empress present, how could the nannies dare to beat her? And the only princess who dared to scream in the presence of the Empress was her alone.

The nannies were in a difficult position, looking back and forth between Jin Fengzhao and the Empress.

The Empress sighed as she looked at Gu Youyou, and with a rare display of anger on her face, she said to Jin Fengzhao, "Princess Zijin, Youyou is merely a commoner. How has she offended you to warrant such a lethal abuse?"

She had obviously seen clearly, because at this moment, Gu Youyou was dressed in undergarments, while the too-small green clothes worn by the princess were indeed the attire Gu Youyou had been wearing before.

It was irrational and demeaning for a princess to fight with a commoner over clothes.

Since the day this woman was brought back, she had found her displeasing. Seeing that she was a girl, she let it go, so as not to be accused of intolerance, but had she been a boy... she would have certainly sought a way to kill her.

"This princess’s affairs are none of your concern. She’s not one of the concubines of the Harem under your command."

Jin Fengzhao’s arrogance had surpassed Gu Youyou’s expectations. She had not anticipated her utter lack of fear in front of the Empress, and from her proud demeanor, she seemed to hold the Empress in contempt.

"How dare you, Jin Fengzhao, are these words fitting for a princess to speak? Do not presume that, just because you’re doted on by His Majesty and Sheng Qiaoyue, you can speak to this Empress in such a manner."

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