Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 1210 - 1216: Xiang Yun Loses Her Temper (3)

Chapter 1210: Chapter 1216: Xiang Yun Loses Her Temper (3)

Du Wanqing, choked with sobs, pitifully folded her body, "Yes, Wanqing understands. Wanqing will leave now."

As she spoke, she turned and gazed deeply at the man on the couch, saying, "Brother Zili hasn’t eaten today. Wanqing has prepared bone soup for him. I would trouble the Young Madam to wait upon him to drink it." Having said that, she picked up the bowl from the table and handed it to Xiang Yun.

Xiang Yun saw the amethyst ring on her finger and the amethyst bracelet on her wrist, and she was so furious that her scalp tingled. With a raise of her hand, she smacked the bowl away with a ’smack’ and angrily exclaimed, "Stop putting on these pretentious airs here. I told you to get out. Didn’t you hear me? Get out, right now—"

"...Yes, Young Madam... Wanqing takes her leave..."

Tears broke out from Du Wanqing. She managed to perform a curtsey and, covering her mouth, staggered and ran out.

"Disgusting seductive fox, don’t let me see you again... Disgusting..."

Xiang Yun angrily cursed at the staggering figure, and suddenly, Mo Zili’s cold voice came through, "Wu Xiangyun, don’t you think you’re being too harsh? She just came to deliver a bowl of soup, does that merit such furious scolding and humiliation?"

Seeing the man supporting Lady Du in reprimanding her, Xiang Yun grew even angrier, "You think this is just about a bowl of soup? No, you’re wrong. This is her challenge to me, her humiliation, and her intrusion. She wears the expensive jewelry you bought her, to flaunt on my territory, trying to appear gentle and tolerant, provoking your sympathy for her, thus breeding resentment towards me. This woman is truly too deceitful and malicious!"

Mo Zili’s face grew darker: "I know you don’t like her, and I am not forcing you to, but do not measure others with such malicious thoughts. You are naturally an open-hearted, kind, optimistic, and lively woman. It’s best not to let jealousy turn you into a detestable, venomous woman!"

Venomous, venomous woman!

This label made Xiang Yun tremble with rage, and through clenched teeth, she coldly laughed and said, "Venomous? I am a venomous woman? Fine. Since I am such a person in your eyes, why not send someone to summon your beautiful and kind-hearted lover back to wait upon you? I am an eyesore; I might as well leave!"

After speaking, she turned and walked towards the exit.

From behind, Mo Zili became angry and yelled loudly, "Wu Xiangyun, when will you ever stop? Who was it that started shouting as soon as they entered? And who was it that pointed at someone’s nose and scolded them, knocking over the bone soup that someone had stewed all day? I didn’t reprimand you in her presence, I have already given you enough face, what more do you want?"

"What more do I want? What more can I do? Mo Zili, you bastard..."

Xiang Yun clenched her fist tightly, struggling to contain herself, but she eventually couldn’t hold back, and she burst out crying grotesquely with her mouth wide open: "I just made up my mind to lead a good life with you, but you treat me like this. If you... don’t like me, then why did you marry me? Why did you ruin my life? Destroy my happiness..."

Xiang Yun cried bitterly, like a wronged child, though she cried without grace or beauty, it was so sincere; her crying made Mo Zili’s heart ache subtly, his anger dissipating unknowingly. He softened his tone and lowered his voice, "It’s late at night, stop crying. It’s not good to let others hear. Yes, I bought that set of head decorations. If you want, I will send someone to buy you a set tomorrow. It’s just a set of jewelry; does it really merit you being this upset?"

Xiang Yun shook her head, "It’s not about a set of jewelry, just like it’s not about a bowl of soup when she comes into my room. You don’t understand..."