The Prime Minister's Darling
Chapter 1209 - 1209 591 Fury of Xinyang (Part 2)

Chapter 1209: 591 Fury of Xinyang (Part 2) Chapter 1209: 591 Fury of Xinyang (Part 2) What did the Prince of An Guo just say?

This royal decree was taken out from his underpants?!

Princess Xinyang felt utterly terrible!

She was a woman, a princess of the dynasty!

Upon remembering how she had touched and smelled it in front of the two juniors, Princess Xinyang felt as if she had lost face for ten lifetimes!

“Why would you sew the decree in such a place!”

She slammed the desk and yelled fiercely!

The Prince of An Guo was a junior and a subject, and with Princess Xinyang’s powerful aura, even the emperor would cower before her, let alone a green and inexperienced Prince of An Guo.

When speaking with her, the Prince of An Guo didn’t dare to raise his eyes and offend her, naturally not seeing the various infatuated and absorbed movements she had made with the decree.

He was startled by Princess Xinyang’s sudden outburst of rage and finally dared to glance at her.

Princess Xinyang was furious, her stunning face flushed ten degrees angrier, and both her cheeks and neck turned red with anger.

The Prince of An Guo was utterly confused and said blankly, “If I didn’t sew it into the underpants, I wouldn’t be able to take it out…”

From the start, he never intended to destroy the royal decree.

Having such an important document in hand was like a lifesaving talisman, especially for them who dealt with the monarchy daily; nobody could guarantee a day when they wouldn’t be envied by their sovereign.

Indeed, he had originally planned to keep it close to him, concealed in his bosom.

But then he thought, what if his grandfather found out in time? His grandfather would surely search him.

There was only one place that might escape a search, and that was in his large underpants.

But stashing it in his underpants could easily lead to it falling out or being felt, so he decided to go back to his study room and sew it onto the fabric of the underpants.

As for why he ended up sewing and patching things up, he had his days of hardship in Bishui Alley to thank for learning how to sew clothes, despite being a man.

Of course, since his grandfather was so calculating, he didn’t rule out the slight chance that he might check even his underpants, so he orchestrated the fire in the study room.

He deliberately showed weaknesses and acted covertly, leading his grandfather to believe that he had the decree on him. After the study room was burned down, he showed a triumphant expression, making his grandfather think he was misleading him, with the purpose of burning the decree in the fire.

This way, his grandfather would never think to check his underpants again.

What he did not expect, however, was for his grandfather to become so angry that he would order him to be beaten to death.

This was beyond his expectations.

He overestimated his grandfather’s affection for him as a grandchild. If Xiao Hen hadn’t been keeping an eye on things and sent Minister Li in time to take him away, he was afraid he would have gone to see his late sovereign along with the decree in his underpants.

But, he would not thank Xiao Liulang.

Princess Xinyang was infuriated to the extreme. She glared fiercely at the Prince of An Guo, unable to control herself any longer, “Long Yi! Castrate him for me!”

Long Yi entered in a flash, swiftly grabbed the Prince of An Guo, and with the force of a thunderbolt, threw him into the backyard’s salting vat!

Princess Xinyang: “…”

I told you to castrate someone, not to pickle vegetables!

Princess Xinyang left with an iron-blue face!

Hunched over at the mouth of the salting vat, the Prince of An Guo was utterly baffled; he looked toward Xiao Hen approaching him: “Did I say something wrong? Why is Princess Xinyang angry? Is it because she thinks I desecrated the decree? By heaven and earth, I really had no other choice at the time.”

Xiao Hen, having witnessed the whole scene, stifled his laughter and pulled the Prince of An Guo up from the vat: “No, you have made a great contribution by bringing the decree out.”

“But she is still angry,” muttered the Prince of An Guo, brushing the salt off himself; something occurred to him, and he spoke softly, “It seems the rumors are true.”

“What rumors?” Xiao Hen asked.

The Prince of An Guo looked around to make sure Princess Xinyang wouldn’t come back, then whispered to Xiao Hen: “Princess Xinyang is capricious, often abusing the Marquis of Xuanping. It was because she was too cruel that they fell out as husband and wife.”

Xiao Hen’s lips twitched: “…She can’t beat the Marquis of Xuanping though, right?”

The Prince of An Guo said: “She is a princess; the Marquis of Xuanping dares not fight back.”

Xiao Hen: “…”

During the conversation, the two returned to the study room.

“Do you want to take a look at the decree?” The Prince of An Guo picked up the decree on the table and handed it to Xiao Hen.

“No need,” replied Xiao Hen; he nonchalantly took out a brocade box, opened it, and said to the Prince of An Guo, “Come, put it inside.”

“Oh.” The Prince of An Guo put the decree inside the brocade box, “Aren’t you going to look? Aren’t you afraid it’s fake?”

Xiao Hen said meaningfully: “No, Princess Xinyang has already checked it. Didn’t she say that the paper is different and especially silky?”

The Prince of An Guo nodded in realization: “It seems to be.”

Xiao Hen could barely hold in his laughter; if he continued to restrain it, he would hurt himself from the inside.

He closed the box and said seriously to the Prince of An Guo: “Well then, I should be going.”

“Xiao Liulang.” The Prince of An Guo looked at him firmly, “This decree was secured with my life; can you, on account of my handing it over to you… spare my grandfather’s life?”

Xiao Hen paused for a moment, then looked at him solemnly: “Aren’t you afraid that he will prefer death to living in such a state?”

After all, for a person with ambition, losing everything is the greatest torment.

The Prince of Anjun just quietly watched Xiao Hen, saying nothing.

Xiao Hen nodded, “Alright, I understand. I promise you.”

The Prince of Anjun sincerely expressed his gratitude, “Thank you very much.”

Xiao Hen carried the imperial decree to the mansion on Vermilion Bird Avenue.

Princess Xinyang washed a total of eighteen basins of water in her own room, almost scrubbing her hands and nose raw. Yujin had no idea what had happened and asked Princess Xinyang, but she refused to say.

“Young Master, you’re here,” Yujin said with a sigh of relief upon seeing Xiao Hen entering with a brocade box in his arms.

Xiao Hen looked at the huffy Princess Xinyang and, to be honest, he rarely ever saw his mother like this.

“Aunt Yujin, let me take care of my mother,” he said, suppressing the upward turn of his lips.

Yujin gave Xiao Hen a peculiar look and said, “…Alright, you do it.”

She put down the basin and turned to walk out.

While rubbing her hands, sitting in the chair, Princess Xinyang spoke irritably, “What? You’re here to see me make a fool of myself?”

Xiao Hen clicked his tongue, innocently saying, “What are you talking about? Am I that kind of person? Besides, what’s there to laugh about you? Wasn’t it just an imperial decree taken out from underpants?”

“Xiao Liulang!”

Liulang had become Xiao Hen’s courtesy name, and to hear both his surname and courtesy name called out together showed just how angry Princess Xinyang was.

Xiao Hen sensibly kept quiet.

Princess Xinyang saw the box in his hands and frowned, “What is this?”

Xiao Hen truthfully replied, “The imperial decree.”

Princess Xinyang was taken aback, then realized it was the late emperor’s blank imperial decree. Her expression darkened, “You! You still dare to bring such a thing here!”

Xiao Hen said helplessly, “It’s too valuable to keep at my place; it’s not safe.”

His words couldn’t be truer, the children at home were too unruly, and there was no guarantee they wouldn’t find and ruin it one day. After much thought, the only option was to leave it with Princess Xinyang.

Princess Xinyang certainly understood the reasoning. She bit her lip, “Give it to Yujin to keep safe!”

Xiao Hen, holding the brocade box, bowed, “As you command, Mother Superior!”

He turned around to leave.

Princess Xinyang glared at him, “Come back here!”

Xiao Hen turned back obediently, a slight smile on his face, “Do you have any further instructions, Mother Superior?”

Princess Xinyang said sternly, “Change the way you address me!”

Xiao Hen bowed again, his smile beaming, “Yes, Honored Regent Princess.”

Princess Xinyang: “…”

After handing the imperial decree to Yujin for safekeeping, Xiao Hen went to the next room to accompany Gu Jiao.

These days, they both have been busy with their duties, and scarcely had time to be alone together.

Once Yujin had properly dealt with the imperial decree, she returned to Princess Xinyang’s room.

Princess Xinyang had finished washing and was sitting at the dressing table, applying Snowflake Cream.

A woman’s hands need to be well taken care of.

“Let me,” Yujin said.

Princess Xinyang handed her the Snowflake Cream.

Yujin scraped a little with her fingertip, lifted Princess Xinyang’s left hand, and gently applied it to the back of her hand, “Princess, I just heard from the Young Master that the late emperor had left a blank imperial decree. Without that decree, Prime Minister Zhuang will hardly be able to stir up any big trouble again.”

Princess Xinyang snorted with disdain, “Hmph.”

Yujin said softly with a smile, “The Young Master is really capable.”

Princess Xinyang laughed, “What capability? Zhuang Yuheng stole the decree, and he merely arranged for someone to bring Zhuang Yuheng out.”

After finishing with the Snowflake Cream, Yujin gently massaged Princess Xinyang’s hands to help absorption, “Why do you think Zhuang Yuheng would be willing to steal the decree for the Young Master? Have you ever thought about that, Princess? Having broken with Prime Minister Zhuang, no one in the Capital City dared to shelter him, only our brave Young Master.”

Princess Xinyang pursed her lips.

Yujin continued, “Reaching heights others cannot, contemplating ideas others cannot fathom, that is the skill of the Young Master. The Young Master is a child with vision, strategy, courage, and magnanimity.”

How could Princess Xinyang not know that? She just wanted to hear others praise her son.

Yujin smiled, placed Princess Xinyang’s soft left hand on her thigh, picked up her right hand, and began gently applying Snowflake Cream, “Prime Minister Zhuang first lost the protection of the Empress Dowager, then lost the bargaining chip, Prince Ning. Now he’s also lost his only chance to turn the tides against the wind. I reckon the Zhuang family’s days are numbered and are no threat. However, those from Yan Country are quite a headache. What do you plan to do, Princess?”

Princess Xinyang said thoughtfully, “I’m thinking about killing with a borrowed knife.”

Yujin blinked in surprise, “Whose knife does the Princess wish to borrow?”

Princess Xinyang coldly gazed out at the slanting sun outside the window, “The knife of Yan Country.”

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