I Became the Eye Candy: Four Bigshots Claimed to be My Dad?

Chapter 376: Rage Harder, Assist

"Yeah. It’s a good thing it ran into the Imperial Palace. Master said Pang Pang is a treasure from head to toe. I was so worried it would run off and get caught by some heartless villains who’d gut it and sell its organs for money." Ye Qianning hugged it tighter in her arms. "Let’s go, Pang Pang. We’re going home."

As if it understood, White Spirit curled its paws and settled obediently in her arms.

"Your Majesty, I will take the little girl out of the palace now," Dean Chen said with a bow.

"Don’t be in such a hurry to leave, Dean. I have some matters I wish to consult you on."

"Very well. It’s just that General Xiang sent someone to find me just now. He’s worried about the little one being in the palace," Dean Chen said, looking troubled.

"You need not worry, Dean. After yesterday’s events, I doubt anyone would dare to provoke this girl." The Beili Emperor gazed at her round, pudgy face. ’Looking at her is actually quite soothing.’

"Very well," Dean Chen agreed. He turned back to instruct her, "Stay in the Imperial Garden and don’t run around. Wait here for me."

"Okay," Ye Qianning nodded obediently.

"Crown Prince, accompany me to the Imperial Study," the Beili Emperor commanded.

Sang Qi walked over.

Ye Qianning turned around, still holding White Spirit. She took its little paw and started rubbing the soft pads. ’It feels so nice,’ she thought. ’No wonder everyone loves Ragdoll cats.’

"Who are you? Who gave you the nerve to hold my White Spirit?" a cold, scolding voice demanded.

Startled, White Spirit shrank back into Ye Qianning’s arms.

Ye Qianning looked up and saw Yuan Xinyou approaching, panting and supported by a palace maid. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Ye Qianning wasn’t the only one who heard the sharp rebuke. Not far away, the Beili Emperor, Dean Chen, and Sang Qi all heard it too. They stopped in their tracks and looked over in that direction.

The flowerbeds in the Imperial Garden were high, and since neither Ye Qianning nor Yuan Xinyou was very tall, they were completely hidden from view.

"Your Majesty..." Dean Chen’s face creased with worry. The implication was obvious.

He had just said no one would bother her, and before they had even left, a troublemaker had appeared.

The Beili Emperor frowned. ’And whose child might this be, acting so... sensibly?’

Yuan Xinyou walked up to them. Seeing White Spirit nestled obediently in the other girl’s arms, the gloom in her eyes deepened.

"Who are you?" Ye Qianning asked in her soft, sweet voice.

Yuan Xinyou didn’t answer, instead commanding coldly, "Go and slap her face."

"Miss Yuan, this is Miss Xiang," the palace maid said. She had seen Ye Qianning yesterday and didn’t dare to lay a hand on her.

"Which Miss Xiang?"

"The one who is the Crown Prince’s future Crown Princess Consort. General Xiang’s daughter."

Yuan Xinyou had heard a little about her, but she hadn’t expected her to be so ugly. ’She’s so fat you can barely find her eyes and mouth.’

"Hah! So you’re the little wild brat from the countryside the General’s manor brought back. With a face like yours, you think you’re worthy of the Crown Prince?" Her words were filled with mockery and disgust.

"I... The marriage was decreed by the Emperor. Whether I’m worthy or not isn’t for you to decide," Ye Qianning retorted, while inwardly she thought, ’Let the storm rage even more fiercely.’

’Assist!’

"Stop using the Emperor as a shield. You’re hideous. And I heard you even claimed yesterday that you don’t want to marry the Crown Prince? Hah. The Xiang family really knows how to put on a show."

"Who are you calling an actor? You’re the one putting on a show!" Ye Qianning puffed up her cheeks and stepped forward to argue.

"Would General Xiang willingly give up his future and resign? It’s nothing but an act for others to see, a ploy of playing hard to get. And you? You wouldn’t want to marry the Crown Prince? Hah." Yuan Xinyou was well-versed in the art of war; she saw through these petty tricks all too clearly.

"You’re lying! That’s a vicious slander!" Ye Qianning started to cry.

"Stop your sniveling in front of me! There’s nothing I despise more than looking at something so base."

"You’re the base one! If you don’t accept the Emperor’s sacred decree, go argue with the Emperor! What right do you have to scold me? Waaah..."