Chapter 140

Chapter 140

In a world where nearly everyone practices cultivation for immortality, it's hard to find someone ugly. The cultivation process naturally preserves one's youthful appearance, and each tribulation refines and purifies the body, making it more perfect.

Everyone is all about beauty, beauty, and more beauty. Even with white hair, they maintain a youthful face.

Everyone is young and beautiful; where have you seen many withered tree barks?

This is how beauty enthusiasts are born.

Su Yi moved much faster than she had arrived.

Her face displayed disappointment and regret, but her feet seemed to have wings, quickly catching up with Consort Tongjia as she was about to leave.

Consort Tongjia felt a gust of wind beside her, her eyebrow twitched, and she realized Consort Rong had just passed by.

"Consort Rong, how can you run so fast in the Cining Palace?" Seizing this opportunity, Consort Tongjia found another point to nitpick.

Su Yi walked straight towards Qinxin, "Where is my medicine?"

Ignoring Consort Tongjia's words, she covered her chest, her face pale, and the skin on her outstretched arm was covered in goosebumps.

What Qinxin carried was akin to a temporary fast-acting heart relief pill.

Though it might not be of much use, psychological comfort is still needed now. It's better to take it, calm down, and trust in medicine.

Seeing this, Qinxin didn't hesitate and quickly took it out, and fed Consort Rong two pills.

Xiao Yunzi had just asked where the tea room was and followed to ensure nothing was added to the water, so he went along and quickly brought it back.

After taking the medicine and drinking half a cup of water, Su Yi seemed to recover and sat down on the stool, sighing, "What did Consort Tongjia say? I was in a hurry to take the medicine and missed it." She was now sitting in Consort Tongjia's former seat.

"Consort Rong, this is my seat." Consort Tongjia ignored the previous question, standing before Consort Rong, looking down, and signaling her to move.

Su Yi didn't move, instead shifting her posture, as if too weak to rise, leaning back, and addressed the maids present,

"How come there's only one seat? No matter what, the Cining Palace can't be short of a chair.

After being here for so long, I haven't seen anyone bring an extra chair.

Does it mean I can't sit, so they won't even bring a chair for me."

Then she looked at Consort Tongjia, although sitting lower, she showed no fear.

"Now it's tiring for Consort Tongjia to stand, with nowhere to sit."

Being so stingy with just one chair, isn't it too shabby?

Then with a very disdainful expression, she scanned the maids present, saying, "You have no sense of propriety at all. The Grand Empress Dowager is kind, didn't she teach you the rules of being servants?

There was Nanny Fang before, but I didn't expect the Cining Palace to have more than one Nanny Fang. You don't even know how to receive guests, it would be a joke if it got out, thinking the Cining Palace is so stingy that it can't even spare an extra chair.

The Grand Empress Dowager wouldn't make things difficult for me. If she really didn't like me, she definitely wouldn't have me come to attend to her illness. Looking at it this way, it's you servants who have no respect for your superiors.

How did the Imperial Household Department teach you? Don't see that the Grand Empress Dowager is old and sick, and then all of you don't take her seriously."

The most fatal thing is that her tone was gentle, but her words were really not soft. She even mocked the Cining Palace for being stingy, yet her words seemed to be defending the Grand Empress Dowager, pointing the spear at them.

But it sounded like she was speaking sarcastically no matter how you listened.

At this moment, they all seemed like defenseless chicks. The Grand Empress Dowager's headache had worsened, and Suma Lagu was inside keeping watch over her. Now, they were truly like chicks vulnerable to being snatched away by an eagle at any moment.

Hearing this, the servants scrambled to fetch a new chair.

They realized that despite being here for so long, Consort Rong hadn’t faced any setbacks.

Her current frailty was purely due to her own physical ailments, not because she had been overworked by others.

Moreover, Consort Rong had accidentally spilled the Grand Empress Dowager's medicine, and not a drop had landed on herself; instead, it had all poured onto the Grand Empress Dowager.

Seeing Consort Rong mention Nanny Fang again, her gaze swept over them, as if selecting the smoothest stone, afraid she might pick someone out for a reprimand. The remaining servants bowed their heads deeply, terrified of being "chosen."

Before the Grand Empress Dowager emerged, it was certain that the servants would be the first to face consequences.

Fortunately, Consort Rong merely swept her gaze around before looking away.

At this moment, the Grand Empress Dowager was too consumed by her headache to emerge, and it would be a while before she appeared. Su Yi didn’t want to stand around waiting, as if she were being disciplined.

"Consort Rong!" This was Consort Tongjia’s voice, tight with frustration, as she had been ignored by Consort Rong all along.

Seeing the servants of the Cining Palace frightened by Consort Rong, she sensed that Consort Rong had been feigning composure when she first arrived. Now that the Grand Empress Dowager was not present, her arrogance had surged.

She stepped forward, determined to yank Consort Rong from her seat, her face contorted with rage. Just as everyone thought Consort Rong would be dealt with by Consort Tongjia,

Su Yi reached out and grasped Consort Tongjia's wrist. Due to the disparity in strength, Consort Tongjia’s struggle seemed as feeble as a child’s gesture to her.

With a gentle expression, as if watching a child playfully waving its hands, she held Consort Tongjia's hand, mocking her as if she were a child,

"What's wrong? Are you tired from standing? These servants are utterly clueless, taking so long to bring a chair, completely inept. If you're tired, take a seat right here beside me. I can endure a little discomfort."

She patted her own thigh.

Consort Tongjia, her wrist trapped, glared in fury. Upon hearing Consort Rong's subsequent words, her face registered shock, as if she couldn't believe what she had just heard.

Consort Rong had the audacity to say such a thing in broad daylight!

Then, to her disbelief, Consort Rong yanked her wrist firmly toward herself, seemingly serious, really intending for her to sit there?!

Consort Tongjia's face turned red. Consort Rong had actually said such a thing, and without caring for anything else, she tried with all her might to pull her hand back. But to her surprise, Consort Rong, who seemed to use no strength, had a grip she couldn't break.

As the servants set up another chair, Consort Tongjia twisted herself to fall into that chair, unable to control her volume, "No need! I'll sit here!"

Now she didn't mention making Consort Rong give up her seat. No wonder Consort Rong had easily helped the Grand Empress Dowager up earlier.

Then Consort Tongjia tried to pull her hand back from Consort Rong's grip again.

Su Yi did let go of her wrist, her hand sliding down to her palm, as if discovering something, "Huh?"

Her other hand also came over to hold Consort Tongjia's hand, feeling it as if reading bones, then looked up at Consort Tongjia with a gentler gaze, her affectionate eyes appearing somewhat loving, her tone carrying a hint of admiration,

"Your hands are really beautiful, very slender, long and pale, your nails are also very pretty, the bone structure of your hand is really nice, if there's a chance you... I didn't hurt you earlier, did I?" Su Yi paused mid-sentence and then asked if she had hurt her.

She gently stroked Consort Tongjia's wrist, seeing no red marks, then reluctantly let go as Consort Tongjia struggled with more force.

What Su Yi had not finished saying was, if there's a chance, could I have one of your hand bones after you die?

Bone-made artifacts, after processing, undergo a transformation, becoming jade-like in texture, very special, possessing the luster of jade but harder than jade.

For ghost cultivators, they are very popular artifacts. Generally, they use their own bones, which are the most suitable artifacts for ghost cultivators, super cool, right!

Wanting it would only make enemies. Su Yi had once been envious of it and even learned how to craft it. Previously, it was of no use, but now, hadn’t she also become a spirit?

Her body was turned to ash by the lightning strike, so hoping to use her own was out of the question.

But she couldn’t say that out loud.

Consort Tongjia yanked her hand back, quickly hiding it within the wide sleeve of her robe, leaning back as if trying to distance herself from Consort Rong.

She looked at Consort Rong like she was a creep.

“I’m fine. Just stay away from me,” Consort Tongjia said hurriedly.

Consort Rong’s gaze was so intense it gave Consort Tongjia the chills, feeling as though the other was harboring some horrifying thoughts.

“But we can still chat, right? After all, we will be spending a lot of time together. Let’s head back together later. I’ll walk you.”

Su Yi leaned slightly forward, propping her chin with her hand, her eyes full of smiles as she looked at Consort Tongjia, her face filled with anticipation, already imagining their future interactions.

Her attitude did a complete 180, as if after seeing something beautiful, she suddenly warmed up to her, catching everyone off guard.

The sudden shift left both Consort Tongjia and the maids of Cining Palace stunned.

When Consort Rong arrived, her gentle face hid an indifferent gaze, even when looking at the Grand Empress Dowager and Consort Tongjia. She seemed fragile but unyielding.

There was also a sense of nonchalance.

Now, it was like she’d found something fascinating, suddenly becoming much more enthusiastic, her eyes turned warm and inviting.

When those eyes looked at someone, it truly felt like she was seeing someone important, full of affection. It was easy to get lost in her gaze.

Qinxin stayed stone-faced and icy, as if a mountain collapsing before her would not change her expression, seemingly not finding anything strange.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yunzi, who had just recently come to Consort Rong’s side, had not yet broken through much of his bottom line. The lady’s sudden urge to bond with an enemy was a bit too much for him, much like the other maids.

Xiao Yunzi: This is nuts!

He glanced at Qinxin, seeing that her expression hadn’t changed at all.

He wondered if he was overreacting, unlike the unflappable Miss Qinxin, and couldn’t help but feel a bit of admiration. Miss Qinxin, being the head maid by the lady’s side, was indeed steady. He still had much to learn, especially in maintaining composure in such situations.

Little did he know, Qinxin was just as baffled. The lady had just suddenly fallen ill—not that kind of illness, but another kind.

Her obsession with hands.

Her attitude would suddenly become sticky, although it would return to normal later, but it would persist for a while!

Consort Rong’s normal act was gone, making one think that her earlier indifference was just an illusion.

“Let’s head back together later. It’ll be nice to have company.”

Su Yi had turned gentle towards Consort Tongjia, who she had just been at odds with, her eyes lingering on Consort Tongjia’s sleeve, almost wistfully.

What was she regretting?!!

Consort Tongjia was on edge after Consort Rong’s sudden shift, hiding her hand even deeper inside her sleeve, feeling as if she was about to be clung to by this madwoman, Consort Rong?!

Consort Rong must be trying to mess with her! Did she think she’d fall for it?!