Chapter 524: Too Much Control
Those sorts of hostile glares, Liu Yusheng sensed them all too clear.
She felt quite helpless inwardly.
But then again, this wasn’t an unwarranted disaster.
Feng Qingbai was hers. She dared to be with him, so how could this kind of scrutiny intimidate?
She lifted her head and slowly swept a glance over those projected glares. Her gaze remained unaffected, and her demeanor was indifferently calm.
Such a natural momentum, unexpectedly, mutually complemented the man beside her as the stars would the moon.
Among the sights that were cast to her, there was one, who exuded the strongest hostility. Liu Yusheng tilted her to check the person out and withdrew her gaze without a trace.
Liu Ningfang, a noble lady from the Liu residence.
At the banquet in the Liu Manor that day, she met her.
Seriously, Feng Qingbai unintentionally could rotten peach blossoms.
”Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you’re a step late. The time in the hall was set at noon, but now it’s past the hour.” The voice from the front was dignified and solemn, but at the same time, seemingly joking and mocking.
Liu Yusheng calmed down and focused her attention on the front.
”This ceremony is for our Consort. The time we come is the hour we start. This isn’t the first time for Concubine Dowager to attend the Concubine Registry Ceremony. Why is it that you’re getting more and more bigoted?” Feng Mohan smiled and sat down at the main seat.
Consort Liu was rendered so speechless that she couldn’t continue.
At this time, the young man was overflowing with imperial majesty. His speech was just right and seamless. There wasn’t a shadow of the little boy who was playing wildly in the Qiande Palace hours earlier.
Liu Yusheng felt upset. The palace was a place where people mature extremely fast. When the young boy was out, he was already at ease in controlling his emotions and how to put on the perfect disguise.
Perhaps as Feng Qingbai said, this was the way of the Emperor.
Feng Qingbai’s position was on the lower right side of Feng Mohan. Except for Consort Liu and Feng Mohan, the seats in the entire banquet hall were empty.
No one in the entire court was qualified to sit side by side with him.
Only Liu Yusheng.
He led her and let her sit with him as if there was no one else present.
”This Concubine didn’t expect Miss Liu to be here as well.” Having been rendered speechless by Feng Mohan, and was even sarcastically labeled old, Consort Liu smoothly suppressed the boiling anger in her chest and turned to Liu Yusheng. “At the Concubine Registry Ceremony today, all powerful ministers and officials can bring their female relatives to the ceremony. This Concubine never heard that Miss Liu has become a part of the Regent’s family, did you? If you are to get married, shouldn’t there be a parental arrangement with a matchmaker?”
When Consort Liu said this, her hands were shaking under her broad sleeves, shaking with excitement.
Without her parents’ arrangement with a matchmaker, walking around with a man she wasn’t engaged to was dreadfully disrespectful, and she would be spurned by others! Hence, she was scolding Liu Yusheng for being shameless.
In the past, she never would have disregarded the occasion and failed to weigh the situation.
It was Feng Qingbai’s fault! Feng Qingbai has tortured her for nearly half a month, and now as long as he appeared in front of her eyes, she wished she could drink his blood and eat his flesh!
As long as she could embarrass Feng Qingbai, she had no qualms!
Liu Yusheng glanced at Concubine Liu, and at a glance, she saw the bloodshot shade in her eyes that had not faded as well as the twisted excitement entangled with the scarlet hue. That gleam, at a glance, was overflowing.
She wanted to rub her brows. Feng Qingbai tortured her so much that she had entered a state of semi-madness.
Just how much did he do behind her back?
It was highly likely that what she heard outside the palace was only skin deep.
With the table as a cover, Liu Yusheng secretly pinched Feng Qingbai. With him, even if he didn’t mean it, she would become a hatred-sucking existence.
As she was about to speak, the man held her hand under the table and opened his mouth one step ahead of her. “This King can bring whoever he wants to bring. There are laws in the court, but is there one imposing that we must bring our female relatives?”
Is there no such law in court?
However, it was just a rule that has been adhered to over the years.
Nevertheless, rules were dead, and people were alive. There was indeed no explicit rule on who to bring.
”Besides, Concubine Dowager is in charge of the harem. It’s not the harem’s turn to manage the people around this King. Concubine Dowager, don’t you think you’re extending your control too much? Even if Concubine Dowager is in charge of the harem, it is only temporary. Don’t tell this King you have really taken yourself as the head of the harem? The rules of the palace are written in black and white, and can’t be violated.”
The smile on Feng Mohan’s face never disappeared, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes. “Miss Liu is a distinguished guest we’ve invited. Concubine Dowager, you only need to take care of the talents in the harem.”
Once seated, the few people in the main seats confronted each other before the ceremony could even start. It was even more lively than watching a play.
The ministers, nobles, and talented ladies sitting below lowered their eyes and dared not speak. Their ears, however, perked up high, listening to every word of the conversation above without showing the slightest emotion on their faces.
In the battle between the superiors, no one dared to easily meddle.
Even a person as noble as Prime Minister Zuo also avoided the dispute and turned a deaf ear to the scene.
”It turns out that Miss Liu is not only the female relative that Your Highness has brought, but also Your Majesty’s invited guest. It’s Concubine’s mistake. This Concubine is used to the rules and regulations of everything, and seeing something that deviated from the rules, I spoke my thoughts to remind everyone. Please don’t take it to heart, Miss Liu.” Consort Liu smiled, rested her hands on her lap, and nearly stabbed her palms with her ten fingers.
She was just one little bitch, but Feng Qingbai and Feng Mohan were guarding her together, protecting her really tightly!
”It seems that Consort Dowager often introspects and is a role model for the younger generation. I can’t admire Your Highness enough, so why would I take it to heart?” Liu Yusheng smiled and responded calmly.
The people sitting below buried their heads even lower, lest they’d be swept by the tail of the storm.
Liu Yusheng’s remarks were indisputably ironic, explicitly complimenting but implicitly mocking.
Always remind someone she saw was unruly? A Concubine Dowager in the harem shed all politeness when she laid her hands on the Emperor and the Regent. Before reminding others, she should reflect on herself first.
If the people in the hall didn’t get this, then their brains were loaded with grass.
At the side, Feng Mohan observed the old witch’s face, which had changed colors to the point where she could hardly restrain herself back, and coughed gently. He spoke at the right time, lest someone would be embarrassed.
After all was said and done, they were at the palace. Too many scandals inside would equally affect his dignity as the Emperor.
”Everyone has arrived. Master of Ceremonies, let’s start the ceremony.”
These words not only gave Consort Liu a step down, but also blocked her opportunity to continue making a fuss.
Otherwise, there would be no need for the ceremony. They would just sit and watch the drama unfold.
When the Master of Ceremonies heard his command, he immediately stepped forward to read the imperial decree, with cadence and platitudes that stirred people’s sleepy bugs.
Feng Mohan supported his chin with one hand, and glanced down, scanning the shy and timid faces, who stole glances at him.
Everyone was in the same key, like cats in heat in spring. It was disgusting.
And he has to pick out a few of these faces to crown as his concubines and sleep with him at night.
Ha.
He’d rather command the army.
In his eyes, it made no difference.
He didn’t need to like someone, and no one cared whether he liked anyone.
However, he, the Emperor, needed to complete a task, nothing more.
Peek-Aboo 
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