Chapter 8: You are not convinced, hold back
As soon as these words came out, Su Huaixiao finally withdrew his gaze. But because his thoughts were disturbed, his mood suddenly worsened, and his sharp eyes turned directly to An Yurou.
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
"!!!"
An Yurou thought she had figured out the other party's thoughts, so she had the courage to ask the other party to punish An Yueli.
But when he met Su Huaixiao's eyes that were even darker than the abyss, his whole body was shaken, and his knees couldn't help but feel weak.
"Wang, your lord..."
"My princess, it is not the turn of outsiders to comment."
After all, Su Huaixiao was a young general who was galloping on the battlefield, killing countless enemy troops with his own hands. He only needed to release a little pressure for An Yurou to be unable to bear it, and she knelt on the ground with a thud.
"Your Majesty, forgive me!"
Su Huaixiao ignored her and looked around the scene with his sharp eyes. Everyone he looked at was shaken and their skin tightened subconsciously.
Finally, he looked at the golden armor and glazed Guanyin statue in front of him again.
"My king has a disabled leg and is no longer worthy of wearing any golden armor. Mr. Yin, please thank the prince on my behalf and send this golden armor back to the East Palace."
"Prince Xiao! This is a congratulatory gift from His Highness the Crown Prince, you..." Yin Huai got stuck in the middle of his words.
Su Huaixiao looked at him coldly, with a very faint smile appearing on the corner of his mouth. Although he was not angry, everyone could clearly feel the murderous aura.
In particular, Jiang Chen and other attendants put their hands on the handle of the knife keenly. Whenever Su Huaixiao showed the slightest intention, they would take action immediately.
But in an instant, Yin Huaizhi's back was soaked with cold sweat, and he almost used all his strength not to kneel down on the spot like An Yurou.
"Wang, your lord..."
Su Huaixiao raised his head and glanced at the blue sky. Under the scorching sun, the eaves and trees were full of shadows, as if they would be steamed by the heat at any time.
"There was a severe drought in Quzhou, and the imperial court went to great lengths to mobilize silver to provide disaster relief. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince set an example and led officials to reduce expenses.
I see that this set of gold armor is quite heavy, so you can melt it into gold bricks and donate it directly to Quzhou."
As he spoke, he paused for a moment and added.
"Of course, this can be considered a credit to His Royal Highness."
"..."
After a brief silence, the crowd at the scene actually burst into heated discussions.
The emperor had been troubled by the drought in Quzhou for many days, and the prince's proposal of spending the money was once well received.
At this critical moment when everyone was tightening their belts to support Quzhou, the prince generously gave Su Huaixiao a set of gold armor.
I don’t know whether he wanted to express his love for his brother or show off his assets. Either way, it was completely different from the frugal image he deliberately created.
Su Huaixiao's move directly took a simple personal grudge to a deeper level.
The courtiers from the prince's faction at the scene couldn't help but become nervous, while people from other factions were eager to give it a try and had already begun to think about how to cause some trouble for the prince on this matter.
Yin Huaizhi was not an idiot, so he naturally thought of this, and the color on his face immediately drained away.
He knew that His Highness the Crown Prince was taboo that Su Huaixiao had been a candidate for the crown prince, so in order to please the Crown Prince, he deliberately customized this set of expensive gold armor to humiliate him.
Who would have thought that An Yueli would come out halfway, directly pierce the window paper, and even instigate Su Huaixiao to attack in person.
Yin Huaizhi staggered and almost fell down, but thanks to An Yurou's timely support.
"Mr. Yin, are you okay?"
How could Yin Huaizhi have any worries about An Yurou? All he could think about was that he had failed in his errand and His Royal Highness was furious.
An Yueli was always paying attention to the two of them, her eyes moving.
"Young Master Yin looks a little unwell, but you drank too much? Someone, please take Young Master Yin home to rest. Remember to bring your gold armor with you."
When she said this, she tried not to conceal her disgust, almost writing the word "see off guests" on her face.
It's just that the guards around her all obeyed Su Huaixiao's orders. Even though they wanted to drive these two annoying things out of the house for their master, no one dared to follow her orders.
At this time, An Yurou came back to her senses and mocked unwillingly.
"Sister always overestimates one's capabilities. Young Master Yin represents His Highness the Crown Prince. Prince Xiao hasn't even opened his mouth yet. What qualifications do you have to chase people away?"
An Yueli raised her eyes slightly, gazing at the other party half scrutinizing and half disdainfully.
"Your Majesty is unwell and can't even go to church, but he still insists on dealing with you. It's precisely because he likes the brotherhood between him and His Royal Highness.
The prince is tired now. As the princess, it is natural for me to make the final decision on such small matters as welcoming and sending off.
If you don't accept it, just hold it in."
As she spoke, she glanced at Yin Huaizhi, who had not yet recovered from his depression and fear.
"Besides, Mr. Yin is too drunk, so the prince sent someone to send him back to his house as a reward. What, do you disdain the prince's reward, or do you look down on our prince?"
"You and I……"
An Yurou couldn't answer it correctly no matter what, and she eagerly wanted to explain to Su Huaixiao.
However, when she turned her gaze away, she realized that the man who had been so aggressive just now was sitting in a wheelchair with his eyes closed.
"Prince, Prince Xiao!"
An Yurou shouted twice before Jiang Chen stopped her in time.
"Miss An, please be silent. The prince is tired. If you wake up the prince, I can't guarantee what will happen."
"..."
Everyone knew about Su Huaixiao's violent personality, so even if they knew that he was pretending to sleep on purpose, no one would dare to expose it.
When An Yueli saw Su Huaixiao's appearance, she had a clue in her heart and urged him loudly.
"What are you doing here? Why don't you send Mr. Yin and Miss An back home quickly?"
Jiang Chen no longer hesitated and waved his hand. Several guards moved in response, and the two of them stood up and dragged him away.
An Yurou was ashamed and annoyed, and couldn't help shouting.
"An Yueli, just wait, I will make you pay the price!"
Compared to her madness and loss of control, An Yueli was calm and composed.
"Since the prince has donated the gold armor, it is natural for me to be a married woman. Guard Jiang, could you please take this glazed Guanyin statue to a pawn shop and exchange it for silver, and then donate it to Quzhou in the name of Prince Xiao's Mansion."
Jiang Chen first glanced at Su Huaixiao with his peripheral vision, and saw that he was still sleeping with his eyes closed, and then nodded in agreement.
"Yes, Princess."
It wasn't until Yin Huaizhi and An Yurou disappeared completely that the guests at the scene slowly recovered from the farce.
Among them were many ladies who knew An Yueli. At this moment, they all looked like they had seen a ghost. They didn't understand how the idiot An Yueli suddenly became so witty and sharp.
Facing these scrutinizing and suspicious eyes, An Yueli calmly blessed herself again.
"Without delaying the prince's banquet with guests, I will go back to the room and wait."
Su Huaixiao raised his eyes and gave her a meaningful look.
Chapter completed!