The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 539: War Begins (4)_1

Chapter 539: Chapter 539: War Begins (4)_1

Speaking with clever individuals seldom requires too much clarity.

"Lady Yu does indeed have audacity. Very well. I commend you for it. I shall send someone to transport the second batch of grain in seven days." Lord Hei suddenly burst into laughter, his tone implying increased admiration for Madam Yu.

"I do have some courage, but it’s also that my partner was courageous enough that I had the nerve to carry out this business." Madam Yu certainly knew how to flatter.

Lord Hei indeed laughed louder.

All things considered, Madam Yu fulfilled her wishes with this visit.

After Madam Yu left with her people, Lord Hei’s face turned even darker.

"My Lord, shall we act?" The man standing behind him made a gesture as if he were about to strike.

"Bear yourself with caution." Lord Hei briefly glanced at him, and the man immediately lowered his head, not daring to utter another word.

Quite interesting – a woman daring to challenge him. Did she really think that Lord Hei was frightened of the Marquis Residence? True, he did not wish to provoke Chu Suifeng for the time being, but he could take some light actions against lesser characters. Such as the Yu Residence, Madam Yu’s family home.

Li Yanran’s feigned distress was successful; the Dowager Lady after all could not harden her heart to punish her. She decided to invite the Prince to the residence. Unfortunately, the news brought back by Nanny Qilan was not satisfactory.

The Prince remained at the estate to oversee the autumn harvest.

Though the Dowager Lady doesn’t leave home, she was aware of the important affairs in Feng City. To the Northern Land, food was an essential matter. The Dowager Lady had always been delighted since she knew that the Northern Land had successfully planted rice, pleased for Chu Suifeng’s sake.

"The harvest is important business. Since the Prince is personally watching over it, your concerns would have to wait." The Dowager Lady did not possess the same tenderness she once had when she looked at Li Yanran, who once was her most beloved granddaughter.

"Grandmother." Li Yanran was a little worried, fearing that anything unpredictable might happen.

"What’s this? You can’t even bear this short period of time?" The Dowager Lady’s eyes turned stern.

"Grandmother, I’m not being impatient. I heard cousin has already brought matchmakers to Lin family to propose marriage. Even the betrothal gifts have been delivered." Li Yanran could hardly breathe when she thought of the scene.

Chu Suifeng belonged to her, Li Yanran. Lin Ziyin dared to snatch him, she was seeking her own death!

"You shouldn’t even think of being the main wife. Lin Ziyin is the Princess selected by the Prince himself, which means she will be the Princess. When the late Emperor gave his decree, the Prince can choose his own wife, even the current Emperor cannot interfere."

"But, granddaughter... "

"Upon your entrance into the palace, you can only be a Consort at most. Pretty Qin’s position is vacant. Now, you make the choice – either go to the Wang Residence to be a Consort, or become the Mistress of an Aristocratic Family. You decide." The Dowager Lady interrupted her, looking rather tired.

"I must enter the Wang Residence." Li Yanran gritted her teeth and made up her mind. So what if she’s a Consort? Even if she’s less significant than Lin Ziyin, with her cunning, once she enters the Wang Residence, she will certainly beat others to bear the Princely Heir. Lin Ziyin will then have to seek favor from her. Moreover, she has the Marquis Residence as her backup. What could an ordinary woman like Lin Ziyin rely on? She’d have no choice but to succumb to her.

"Go back. I am tired." The Dowager Lady really didn’t want to see this granddaughter anymore. The Marquis Residence was reputed, and Li Yanran, as the legitimate daughter of the Marquis Residence, could marry any aristocratic heir in the Northern Land if she wished. But she chose to be lesser wife instead of being a Mistress; well, everyone had their own fate.