Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 506 Du Meiren Second Watch (3)_1

Chapter 506: Chapter 506 Du Meiren Second Watch (3)_1

"Why?"

Princess Zhao Yang looked at Cai Wei anxiously. She also wanted to know why Saknu abandoned her, nobility herself, and chose the counterfeit herself. It wouldn’t be just because she was more beautiful than her. Although her beauty could not match this counterfeit, she was undoubtedly a rare beauty. She wouldn’t be despised by him!

"Because—"

Cai Wei smiled, looking at the anxiety in Princess Zhao Yang’s eyes, and slowly uttered four words: "Disgusted with your foul mouth!"

"What?"

Princess Zhao Yang subconsciously covered her mouth. She then realized what had been said and furiously yelled: "You slut, how dare you insult me! You have some nerve!"

Having said that, she lashed out with her hand.

Cai Wei’s eyes flashed as she swiftly grabbed Zhao Yang’s arm.

"Princess, do you want to fight?"

"Slut, let go of me—"

Princess Zhao Yang struggled furiously, shouting, "Mu Caiwei, you dare to offend me, you slut! Wait until later when I flay you alive!"

Seeing their princess restrained by Cai Wei, the servants hurried to help.

However, Cai Wei’s status had changed. Not only was she the Emperor’s personally conferred Princess An Le, but she was also the wife of the great prince of Liaodan Kingdom. Hence, the servants did not dare to overstep, they only dared to pull gently, and refrained from actually hitting her.

"Are you all dead, being so polite with her? Didn’t I say to beat her to death?!"

While trying to shake off Cai Wei’s hold on her arm, Princess Zhao Yang angrily yelled, but her arm was firmly gripped by Cai Wei and she couldn’t shake it off.

Cai Wei coldly said, "Ha! Don’t waste your energy. All these servants combined couldn’t beat my one hand. A word of advice for you. Do not provoke me again. This time, out of respect for him, I won’t make a fuss. If there is a next time, better think twice!"

After saying that, Cai Wei swung her hand and pushed Princess Zhao Yang, who was struggling to free herself, to the ground. The princess tripped and fell ungracefully onto the ground with a ’thud’.

"Aiyo, Princess, are you alright?"

The servants, led by Princess Zhao Yang’s nanny, huddled over to help her up.

Cai Wei dusted her hands and said in a cold voice, "She’s fine. She has a tight skin. A fall will loosen her up."

After speaking, she looked at the eunuch leading the way, and said indifferently, "Let’s go, Du Meiren must be getting anxious!"

The eunuch and palace maidens guiding Cai Wei, seeing that she had beaten Princess Zhao Yang, were frightened and pale, lowered their eyes, and hurried away.

Cai Wei strode past Princess Zhao Yang without even glancing at her, as though she was beneath her notice.

"Despicable slut!"

Seeing Cai Wei’s arrogance, Princess Zhao Yang was so angry that she was fuming, her eyes turning red.

The old palace maid, following her mistress’s anger, tried to comfort her, "Princess, don’t get angry. It’s not worth getting upset over such a lowly person. Take care of your health."

Princess Zhao Yang shoved her flattering, obsequious nanny away, gritting her teeth she said: "I have been slapped in the face, how can I not be angry? If you want me to be not angry, come up with a plan to deal with that slut. Otherwise, out of my sight, and don’t try to curry favor in front of me."

The old palace maid was scolded by her mistress. Sensing her mistress’s real anger, she quickly licked her wounds and said in a low voice: "Don’t worry, Princess. She’s living in the palace after all, we have plenty of opportunities to deal with her."