Nangong Yue’s already unattractive face became even more unpleasant.
However, Huang Quan seemed completely unaware of Nangong Yue’s worsening expression and continued, “Imperial Concubine, tell me, if my mother had revealed her identity as a member of the Spirit Clan back then, would my grandfather have still been dissatisfied with her? Would he still have felt that she embarrassed the royal family?”
Nangong Yue pressed her lips together, not speaking.
“No,” Huang Quan looked at her. “This can be seen from Nangong Qingyue.”
“If it weren’t for my father, would the Imperial Concubine have been able to stay by my grandmother’s side and be given the title of a legitimate lady, married to the Emperor?”
“Probably not.”
Huang Quan smiled lightly. “So, what exactly is the Imperial Concubine dissatisfied with about my father?”
“Is it because my father didn’t allow you to be elevated from a concubine’s daughter to a legitimate lady?”
“Or is it because my father’s actions allowed you to marry the Crown Prince and become the Imperial Concubine?”
Nangong Yue glared at Huang Quan, unable to respond to her words.
“Moreover, what does any of this have to do with my father?” Huang Quan chuckled. “Before my father met my mother, he had already made it clear by leaving to travel and experience life, not willing to marry into the royal family.”
“My father’s stance was already very clear. It was your father who couldn’t let it go, insisting on forcing my father to marry, which led to my father taking my mother and leaving the Nangong family.”
“After my father left, your father had no choice but to choose you. So, in the end, the person to blame here is your father, Imperial Concubine, not mine. Do you understand?”
Huang Quan’s words were all facts, and Nangong Yue couldn’t refute them. However, she couldn’t bear to just let Huang Quan have the last word. With a cold sneer, she said, “Your father didn’t want to marry a princess, so why did you go against your father’s wishes and get involved with the royal family?”
“Imperial Concubine,” Huang Quan replied, “If you had any brains, you wouldn’t ask this question.”
“Go against my father’s wishes?”
“My father didn’t want to marry a princess back then because the princess was not the woman he loved,” Huang Quan said. “If he had loved her, no one would have had to force him—he would have asked to marry her himself.”
“It’s not that he didn’t want to be involved with the royal family.”
“I’m with Imperial Prince Di Qin because we love each other,” Huang Quan continued. “So, what does my father’s opinion matter?”
“What did I go against in my father’s wishes?”
“It’s not true, so Imperial Concubine, you shouldn’t make up nonsense.”
Having finished speaking, Huang Quan stood up. “I thought you wanted to talk about something, but it turns out you just want to say all this. There’s no need to continue, farewell.”
“Huang Quan!”
When Nangong Yue saw her about to leave, she called out, “Do you know about Di Qin’s condition?”
“You can never be with him.”
Nangong Yue said, “Being with him will only lead you to your death.”
“Imperial Concubine, be cautious with your words.”
Huang Quan looked at her, her gaze as cold as ice. “If His Majesty hears of this, I’m afraid Imperial Concubine will find yourself in trouble.”
“Besides, I don’t like hearing such things.” Huang Quan’s voice grew cold. “If you don’t want trouble, you’d better stop speaking recklessly.”
With that, Huang Quan left the palace.
The palace maids standing outside lowered their heads when they saw Huang Quan exit.
They never expected the young miss of the Nangong family to be so bold as to speak to their lady in such a manner.
As soon as Huang Quan left, a series of crashing sounds echoed from inside the palace.
It was clear that Nangong Yue was throwing a tantrum, smashing things in anger.
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Huang Quan smiled slightly, without lingering, and left directly.
After leaving Shuhe Palace, Huang Quan contacted Di Qin.
Di Qin immediately had Yong Zhou drive the Winged Snow Lion carriage to pick her up.
When Di Qin saw Huang Quan with a smile on her face, he knew she hadn’t been harmed.
“To the Imperial Academy,” Di Qin instructed.
“Yes,” Yong Zhou responded, then drove the carriage away.
The Winged Snow Lion carriage specifically flew away from above Shuhe Palace. The palace servants saw this scene and their hearts shook.
The Imperial Prince… actually came personally to pick up the young lady of the Nangong family!
My goodness, the Imperial Prince dotes on her so much! Why is the Imperial Concubine still in conflict with the Nangong girl?
Shouldn’t they be trying to get along at a time like this?
The palace servants were puzzled but dared not speak.
…
The Winged Snow Lion carriage stopped outside Huang Quan’s residence.
Huang Quan didn’t rush to get out; instead, she looked at Di Qin and said, “Di Qin, next time when your death energy flares up, you must tell me immediately.”
“You can’t hide it like you did this time.”
Di Qin nodded. “Okay.”
“I’ll go down now.” Huang Quan said and then got off the carriage.
Once she stepped out, Yong Zhou drove the carriage away.
Huang Quan watched the carriage leave, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.
When her life force erupted, she could absorb the death energy released by the King of Hell’s order and suppress it.
But when Di Qin’s death energy erupted, she couldn’t absorb life energy from anything else to suppress it.
She needed to figure out exactly what was going on with the death energy in Di Qin’s body as soon as possible.
As she thought, Huang Quan walked towards the courtyard.
Nangong Yan and the others returned from their training yesterday and didn’t need to go to class today, so everyone was home except for Nangong Mian, who had class.
When Huang Quan returned, Nangong Yan asked, “Huang Quan, how is Di Qin?”
Huang Quan shook her head. “Di Qin is fine now.”
“By the way,” Huang Quan looked at Nangong Yan and said, “Second Brother, I left last night and only just returned. I’m sorry for making you all worry.”
“It’s alright,” Nangong Yan replied. “After you left last night, you didn’t return for a long time, right?”
“Ah Mian later saw that you hadn’t come back for such a long time, so he contacted the High Priest. The High Priest told us that you were still helping Di Qin with his treatment and wouldn’t be returning at night, so we didn’t ask further.”
“No wonder…”
She had been wondering why she hadn’t received any messages from Second Brother this morning. Turns out, they had already known.
“As long as Di Qin is fine,” Nangong Yan looked at Huang Quan and said, “Huang Quan, you’ve been busy all night, you should go rest now.”
Huang Quan was silent for a moment. She hadn’t been busy all night—she had rested last night.
Moreover…
She should tell Second Brother and the others about her relationship with Di Qin.
But since Brother isn’t here, she’ll wait until he returns to say it.
With that thought, Huang Quan said, “Second Brother, I’m going to refine some medicine.”
Nangong Yan frowned. “Refine medicine?”
“Mhm.” Huang Quan nodded. “Didn’t we get some herbs from the Snowfield? They’re all good, and I plan to refine them into pills and sell them for some profit.”
“Tomorrow’s class day, don’t overwork yourself. Go ahead.”
“Mhm.” After replying, Huang Quan went to her room.
…
In the afternoon.
Nangong Mian returned. After everyone sat down and had dinner, Huang Quan looked at them and said, “Second Brother, Brother, I have something to tell you.”
Nangong Yan and Nangong Mian both turned to look at her. “What is it?”
Huang Quan looked at the two of them and said, “Di Qin and I are together now.”
Nangong Mian blinked. “Weren’t you already together?”
Nangong Yan nodded. “Otherwise, how could he say he was taking you to meet the Tianqi Emperor?”
