My Aloof Lord Ex-Husband Begs for Remarriage
Chapter 81 Lin Fuying Schemes

Chapter 81: Chapter 81 Lin Fuying Schemes

"My lady, heavens, your foot is scalded red!"

In Furong Academy, Lin Fuying sat at the bedside with a grim face.

Dong Yue helped her remove her shoes to inspect the injuries on her feet.

"Bring the ointment, and be careful, there mustn’t be any scars," Lin Fuying commanded.

Dong Yue, seeing a side of her that was completely foreign, felt somewhat frightened and hurried to fetch the ointment, applying it gingerly while saying, "My lady, you must tell the Prince about this so he can stand up for you."

Lin Fuying remained silent, her eyes filled with venomous intent.

The room was very quiet, and Dong Yue no longer dared to speak.

A while later, Lin Fuying suddenly spoke.

"When is the Spring Banquet?"

Dong Yue was startled for a moment, then replied with confusion, "It’s in two days."

The Spring Banquet was an annual feast held in the Xia Kingdom’s Imperial Palace, where only princes, nobles, and powerful officials were invited to participate, and they could bring their families.

A cold light flickered in Lin Fuying’s eyes, and the corner of her lips turned up in a mocking smirk.

"There’s no need to tell the Prince about this. I don’t want to worry him."

For the humiliation she received today, she ought to prepare a grand gift for Chu Nanli.

The next morning, Lin Fuying went to the main courtyard as if nothing had happened.

"Prince."

"Yingying, why are you here so early?" Ye Yunting looked up from behind his desk and glanced at her.

Lin Fuying performed a courtesy and said softly, "There is something I wish to ask of the Prince."

"What is it?" Ye Yunting was curious.

"These past couple of days have been so busy, I almost forgot the day after tomorrow is the Spring Banquet. It was only when Dong Yue was preparing my clothes yesterday that I remembered," Lin Fuying said.

Seeing Ye Yunting reviewing documents behind the desk, Lin Fuying thoughtfully went over to help grind ink, and in a gentle tone said, "Didn’t the Prince ask Yingying to accompany him to the Spring Banquet? Since sister cannot go, it weighs on my conscience, so I specially came to ask the Prince to also allow sister to attend."

As soon as Lin Fuying mentioned Chu Nanli, Ye Yunting stopped the brush in his hands, and a small smudge formed where the tip had soaked the paper.

He placed the brush onto the stand, looked up, and frowned at Lin Fuying, "She’s not suitable to go."

A disagreeable and poisonous woman; she would only bring shame upon the War God Residence if she went.

Lin Fuying could hear Ye Yunting’s dislike for Chu Nanli, and although her heart secretly relaxed, it was not the result she wanted.

What she wanted was for Chu Nanli to attend the Spring Banquet. A crude commoner who knows nothing, if she were asked to perform at the banquet, she would undoubtedly make a fool of herself, wouldn’t she?

At that time, the Prince would surely be completely disgusted with Chu Nanli and understand who was most suited to be the Lady of the War God Residence.

...

"Princess Consort, what great news,"

Just as Chu Nanli was preparing to go out, she saw the steward of the Prince making his way in.

"What’s the news?" Chu Nanli frowned.

The steward snorted secretly, putting on airs, ’There’ll be tears soon enough.’

"The day after tomorrow is the Spring Banquet, the Princess Consort must be aware, right? Concubine Lin is concerned for the Princess Consort and has specifically requested the Prince to take you with him. The Princess Consort should prepare, and this servant hopes you won’t cause the War God Residence to lose face on the occasion. This last sentence is not from this servant, but the Prince’s words," the steward conveyed.

Chu Nanli’s brows furrowed.

She knew about the Spring Banquet, which was supposed to be an occasion where princes and nobility brought their legal wives. Yet Ye Yunting had declared he would bring a concubine, which was a direct slap to her face.

Back then, Lin Fuying didn’t miss an opportunity to flaunt this in front of her—both outright and subtly. And now, she was actually taking the initiative to mention taking her to the banquet with Ye Yunting; surely, there was a scheme waiting for her.

However... she had no choice but to attend the Spring Banquet.

Bright Moon Building had already opened and was doing well. It was the perfect time to capitalize on this Imperial extravaganza to boost its fame.