Consort of a Thousand Faces

CHAPTER 66 (2): A DISTINCTIVE AURA

All of this was increasingly obvious evidence that they had long planned this incident to frame Su Xi-er.

Pei Yaran laid on the bamboo rattan chair with her eyes closed while two palace maids at the side fanned her cautiously.

This was the scene that greeted Su Xi-er as she walked in.

“Why are you still not kneeling when you see the Empress Dowager!” He Ying lambasted and raised her hand, about to press her shoulder and make Su Xi-er kneel.

Su Xi-er sidestepped, causing He Ying to miss.

Right at this moment, Pei Yaran’s voice sounded. “Just let her stand. This Empress Dowager won’t punish people randomly.” Then, she stood up from the rattan chair and walked towards Su Xi-er step by step.

This was Su Xi-er’s first time seeing Pei Yaran. Despite being only 18 years old, at the prime of her youth, the current Empress Dowager possessed a maturity that didn’t correspond to her age. The deep and calm expression in her eyes only exacerbated this feeling.

The most Su Xi-er felt was lamentation, while Pei Yaran was in shock. She did however, manage to restrain her expression well before anything could show, thus still being able to hold her dignified and calm facade.

Having entered the imperial palace, ascending to the position of Empress and later entering the Compassionate Peace Palace to become the Empress Dowager, Pei Yaran had seen all kinds of beauties during her long path of ascension to the position of Empress Dowager. There were multifarious types with manifold postures and expressions. However, when she saw Su Xi-er, she couldn’t help but admit that her peerless appearance was sufficient to make all men fall for her.

Especially that pair of eyes. It’s like they have spiritual energy that bestows Su Xi-er a distinctive type of feeling and aura.

When she was a metre apart from Su Xi-er, Pei Yaran stopped and examined her carefully. Let alone palace maids, even young ladies from noble families and women in eminent positions wouldn’t have this kind of aura.

There was a split second where Pei Yaran became flustered. If she was like the beauties in the Beauty Palace, I could dismiss everything with a smile. Prince Hao would, at most, shut her in the Beauty Palace and never pay attention to her again. But Su Xi-er...

“This servant pays her respects to the Empress Dowager.” At this moment, Su Xi-er bent her knees slightly and bowed.

This call roused Pei Yaran with a start. She adjusted her mood and her words were filled with an imposing might. “Although Flower wasn’t directly killed by you, you are not completely free of responsibility. Am I right?”

“This servant is also very grieved about Flower’s death, but it had nothing to do with this servant.”

Pei Yaran laughed. “This Empress Dowager’s torn clothes also have nothing to do with you?”

Su Xi-er replied in an unruffled manner. “It has nothing to do with this servant.”

At one side, He Ying could no longer hold it in. “How could it be unrelated to you? You were the one who washed, hung, and dried the clothes. They were already torn when I went to collect them. Yet you are saying that you don’t know how they ended up in such a state?”

Su Xi-er looked at He Ying innocently. “This servant doesn’t know. Miss He, why don’t you explain why this piece of clothing would be torn when it was hung to dry on the bamboo pole?”

The meaning behind her words was very obvious. It was directly pointing at He Ying and telling her, “You were the one who purposely tore the clothes.”

He Ying was infuriated until she couldn’t speak. Pei Yaran narrowed her eyes before her expression returned to normal. She really has a smart mouth.

“Beimin has always governed the country based on virtue, so this Empress Dowager won’t punish you excessively. There are a few potted flowers in the backyard of the Compassionate Peace Palace that have just been sent in. Arrange the flowers in an orderly manner before you return to the Laundry Service Bureau.”

He Ying felt slightly better upon hearing that. There are actually more than 100 pots of flowers of varying sizes that have just been sent in. Some are too enormous for a single woman to lift it up. This time, Su Xi-er is doomed to suffer.

“He Ying, take her to the backyard.” Pei Yaran waved her hand and pretended to be tired.

“Yes, Empress Dowager.” He Ying replied deferentially. Then she looked at Su Xi-er. “The Empress Dowager is merciful and benevolent, settling the matter just by letting you move a few pots of flowers. Quickly come with me!”

Su Xi-er nodded and followed He Ying to the backyard. She couldn’t be more aware that it was definitely not just a few pots of flowers.

When soldiers come, confront them with generals. When a flood comes, stem it with earth. There is always an appropriate solution to every problem. Since the Empress Dowager has chosen to do this, I will naturally have a method to deal with it.