Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince
Chapter 252: Ruin that Qi Family’s Concubine

Chapter 252: Chapter 252: Ruin that Qi Family’s Concubine

Song Yuting heard the words and still seemed a bit confused as she stared blankly at her.

Qi Yu only smiled and did not engage with her.

After a long while, Song Yuting finally snapped back to reality.

She had just called Qi Yu a lowly wench born of a concubine and had even used the word "also", so hadn’t she inadvertently insulted herself as well?

Song Yuting’s face turned both red and white. She wanted to refute, but didn’t know how to speak and nearly suffocated herself in the process.

Qi Yu didn’t plan to actually deal with her. After all, Song Yuting was from the Song Family and was closely connected, which could lead to unwanted criticism if word got out.

But letting go of someone who dared to snatch her position and insult her was also not an option.

Qi Yu glanced at the indignant Song Yuting and said with a light laugh, "Considering you are still young, I won’t take this to heart. However, for an unmarried girl to run off to such a chaotic place on her own, I, as your cousin-in-law, really can’t feel at ease."

These words almost made Song Yuting roll her eyes in frustration.

When had she never noticed how shameless this woman was?

How could she so blatantly lie in front of her grandfather and cousin, without fear of divine punishment?

However, this mean woman said that she would not hold it against her. Whether that was true or not remained to be seen.

Song Yuting was on edge, her heart pounding as she looked up at Qi Yu with a timid gaze, displaying her vulnerability for all to see.

Unfortunately, no one present bought into her act.

Qi Yu slightly curved her lips, then slowly added, "How about this? Once we return to the Capital, I’ll first send you to the Prince Residence so that the nannies can properly teach you etiquette. It’s the least I can do as your cousin-in-law."

These words hit right at Song Yuting’s heart’s desire.

She hadn’t expected such foolishness from this despicable woman. She had come specifically for the place of Princess Qiu, and instead of being wary, Qi Yu was about to send her directly into the Prince Residence.

This was simply too naive.

Song Yuting covered her mouth, barely stopping herself from laughing out loud.

Once inside the Prince Qiu Residence, she would have more opportunities to be around her cousin.

Thinking she had got the upper hand, she overlooked the part about learning etiquette included in Qi Yu’s words, considering what kind of etiquette it was and recalling the sharp-tongued, burly nannies from the harem, a hint of mockery flashed in Qi Yu’s eyes.

Unlike Song Yuting’s enthusiastic response, Axi sensed a significant disaster looming and looked worriedly at her young mistress, wishing she would quickly refuse.

This was definitely not a good thing.

But Song Yuting was already immersed in her fantasies of the splendor she would enjoy once in the Prince Qiu Residence, all joy and oblivious of any traps.

In other words, even if it was a trap, she was ready to jump right in.

She desperately wanted to become Princess Qiu.

Song Feng was also satisfied with the solution Qi Yu proposed. After all, Song Yuting was his granddaughter, and he couldn’t just lash out at her like he would with Song Ting.

But after so many apologies at the ancestral hall by now, if Song Yuting were smart, she should have learned how to behave like a lady from an Aristocratic Family.

Now that she had grown up, he was not in a position to discipline her.

Handing her over to Qi Yu, her cousin-in-law by name, couldn’t be more appropriate.

Li Mingjue, however, was not so pleased. In his eyes, Song Yuting was both foolish and silly, her petty and vulgar ambitions transparently written all over her face.

Such a person, if allowed into the Prince Residence, would surely turn the place upside down, causing endless disturbances?

Although the Princess had spoken, there was little else he could say.

Yet Qi Yu saw what he was thinking and subtly signaled him with her eyes, indicating that he could be at ease.

How could she possibly let Song Yuting roam freely in the Prince Residence?

Thus, the matter was joyously resolved for everyone.

Song Yuting had sneaked out on her own, hence she dared not return to the Capital with them.

Because by then, His Majesty would personally lead the civil and military officials to the city gate to welcome them. If they discovered her there, who knows what kind of idle gossip it would stir up.

Song Feng sternly explained the consequences once more and then dispatched two guards, in disguise, to escort Song Yuting back to the General Residence.

Song Yuting dared not refuse and could only walk away reluctantly.

Inside Jingyang Palace, when the Empress heard about this incident, she scoffed coldly and scorned, "I thought that Song Yuting at least had some brains, but who would have expected her to come up with such a rotten plan!"

Treasure Bead, supporting her, agreed, "Isn’t that the truth?"

Just earlier, when the Hidden Guard reported that Song Yuting had sneaked out of the residence and attempted to set up a situation where Prince Qiu could play the hero and save the damsel, only to be exposed, she nearly burst out laughing.

Having stayed in the Imperial Palace for long, Treasure Bead inwardly shook her head the moment she witnessed such low-level tactics.

The Empress didn’t care whether Song Yuting could succeed or not; if she could get rid of that cheap woman, Qi Yu, it would be for the best.

However, based on her intelligence, marrying into Prince Qiu Residence would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Thus, she had never placed her bets on this person from the start.

The Empress then turned to Treasure Bead and asked, "How are the preparations of that Miss from the Liu Family coming along?"

Treasure Bead replied, "They are all set, just waiting for Prince Qiu to return to the Capital, and then for His Majesty to arrange the marriage."

The Empress nodded in satisfaction.

The Liu Family had been ministers for generations, and that Miss Liu Sisi from the Liu Family was also a beauty one in ten thousand, talented and the object of matrimonial interest from many sons of the Aristocratic Families in the Capital.

However, Marquis Liu had always been reluctant to marry off his youngest daughter, which is why Liu Sisi, even though beyond the age of marriage, remained unmarried at home.

This time, she had already discussed it with Marquis Liu’s wife and was determined to take advantage of the situation to marry Liu Sisi into the Prince Residence.

Liu Sisi was initially unwilling, having grown up indulged and naturally proud, even declaring that she would never become a concubine.

Originally, she also fancied Prince Qiu, but after Prince Qiu took a wife, she had given up the idea.

Seeing her stubbornness, Madam Liu remarked, "What is there to fear? In terms of family background, you are far superior to that wife of Prince Qiu. In terms of beauty and talent, you are not inferior either. Once the Prince sees you, he will surely love you. Later, just dispose of that concubine from the Qi Family, and you will rightfully become the Princess of Prince Qiu."

Like the Empress, she had never regarded the current Princess of Prince Qiu highly at all.

When mentioned, she did not refer to her as the Princess of Prince Qiu but merely as "that concubine from the Qi Family."

Persuaded by this, Liu Sisi reconsidered, "Mother is right, how can a concubine deserve the status of a Princess!"

A trace of ruthlessness flitted through her eyes, yet her face was wreathed in a winsome smile as she cooed to Madam Liu, "But what if the Prince doesn’t like me, what should we do?"

Even so, she had never held Qi Yu in high regard at all.

In her view, for a person like Prince Qiu to match with a concubine was simply a waste of his potential.

Madam Liu playfully scolded her, "The Prince was merely blinded by that concubine’s looks for a moment. Once he sees you, he will naturally be more pleased."

Liu Sisi chuckled shyly, her eyes gleaming with a determined intent.