Yun Chen was at his wit’s end over this matter.
After several visits to the Prince Rui Residence, he had yet to see Chu Yu; instead, it was the butler, Eunuch Chen, who met with him.
Eunuch Chen kept urging Yun Chen, "Lord Yun need not worry, my lord has said that as long as you deliver the White Jade Guanyin on the fifth of the second month, all will be well!"
The others only wanted the White Jade Guanyin, not silver.
But if you can’t produce the White Jade Guanyin, then you can only pay with silver.
Eunuch Chen had served the late emperor and had been deeply valued by him. After the emperor’s death, Chu Yu was granted Eunuch Chen as his butler. Eunuch Chen had perfected the art of being insidious and smiling with a knife hidden behind his back.
Although Eunuch Chen couldn’t guess why his master wanted to deal with the Yun Family, since his master intended to do so, he, as a servant, would surely add fuel to the fire.
"Eunuch Chen..." Yun Chen called out softly.
But Eunuch Chen chuckled and said, "Lord Yun, there are many trivial matters in the Wang Residence. I shall not keep you company any longer. Some other day when I am free, I will invite you for tea. Please take your leave at your leisure, Lord Yun!"
Yun Chen had no choice but to leave the Prince Rui Residence.
On the way back, his carriage was startled and nearly overturned.
Upon enquiry, he found out that his carriage had hit someone, a beautiful young lady dressed in pink, but the servant by her side immediately whipped over, wrapping the whip around the coachman’s neck and flinging him to the ground so violently that he died instantly.
In broad daylight, who would dare such reckless boldness...
Yun Chen was dumbfounded.
The beautiful young lady stood up slowly with the help of her servant; her sword-like eyebrows were exceptionally imposing, and her stunning eyes showed an unmistakable air of dominance and anger.
If the Prince of Great Chu Country were a tyrant king, then his twin sister born of the same mother, Princess Jinfeng was truly a female tyrant.
She had the Hidden Guard, fiefs, and armies, all bestowed by the late emperor.
If she’s not a female tyrant, what is she?
Yun Chen immediately dismounted from the carriage and knelt before Princess Jinfeng, Chu Xiangzhao, "This humble official pays his respects to Your Highness the Princess!"
"Hmph, a court official, what, do you have a complaint against this princess for killing your servant?"
"This official dares not!"
"Since you dare not, it means you know you were wrong. Then kneel here. After two hours, you may rise, and we shall consider the matter concluded!" Princess Jinfeng declared and then boarded the Fengluan Vermilion Carriage on the side and left.
Yun Chen had no choice but to kneel.
A female tyrant who dared to attend court against the Imperial Physician’s advice and smashed the Dragon Throne in Jinluan Hall, reason speaks no logic to her.
Even the reigning emperor had to give her some deference, for she held a blank Imperial Decree, a Death Exemption Token, and the Shangfang Sword, which had the authority to strike down an inept monarch or decapitate a traitorous minister.
The late emperor had given her a boy’s name, which clearly showed how much he had doted on her.
The news of Yun Chen being punished to kneel in the street by Princess Jinfeng for two hours spread like wildfire throughout the Capital City and by the time it reached the Yun Residence, the old madam fainted on the spot, and Mrs. He was no less frightened.
Since Yun Jinnian had left the residence, they thought the clouds had dissipated, but instead one thing after another occurred, each more grave and horrifying than the last.
"Why is this happening?" Mrs. He murmured, leaning weakly against the chair.
After some pinching of the philtrum and calling out, the old madam finally came to but was still pale as a ghost, utterly dazed.
She sat there listlessly in the hall, waiting for the return of a dejected Yun Chen.
"Chenchen!" the old madam exclaimed.
Yun Chen looked at the old madam, then at Mrs. He, and then at his worried daughters and concubines, "I’m tired, I need to rest a while!"
Kneeling on the street, losing face, yet unable to voice a single complaint.
Such is the power of the throne.
Lying in bed, Yun Chen carefully reflected on when the Yun Family began to experience misfortune.
It seemed to have started from the day Yun Jinnian left the Yun Family...