Chapter 30: Princess Anyang (1/2)

Translator: Storm in a Teacup

“When did I say I won’t see the guests? How come you dare to make decisions for me?”

With the soft voice resounding in the air, a tall and slim girl came over surrounded by a dozen of maids. She, with long and slender eyebrows curling up and phoenix eyes bending upward, was clad in a light yellow damask robe with dotting flowers and patterns of peony and phoenix. Her soft sole cloth shoes, with the decoration of a pearl-made lotus, were stitched by double color thread made from the feather of the peacock. Her hair was worn in the Canluan knot, into which inserted sidelong a pure white jade hairpin in the form of peony.

A slight sneer could find its way in her stern voice. Even standing there quietly, she would emit a noble and compelling aura.

Staring at her, An Rushuang suddenly thought of a sentence----conquering the city with one’s beauty at the first sight, then the whole country at the second.

It was nobody but the Princess Anyang.

After standing blankly for a little while, all the people lowered their heads instantly, daring not to look at her eyes. “Pay respect to Princess Anyang,” everybody said at the same time.

Luoxia’s face turned ghastly pale, even her lips had lost its hue.

She turned swiftly and knelt down, knocking the ground heavily with her head while shouted, “Your Grace, I am merely worried about your health! I heard Miss Lu said just then she didn’t care whether she would be invited by Princess Anyang, as long as she had princess Mingxi’s invitation. It was really because I was infuriated that I intended to drive them out!”

As smart as she was, Luoxia must make a good excuse by self-praise after caught off guard by Princess Anyang.

She also began to sob. It was natural for her to be a little proud, though feeling scared deep inside her heart---if Princess Anyang believed her words, the small mistakes she made several days ago would be ignored. Perhaps, she would not be sent out of the manor...

Since her future would be such bright, Luoxia walked on her knees urgently to Princess Anyang and said as sobbing, “Your Grace, you must trust me. It’s them who acted rudely first. I just want to save your grace’s face...”

With a light smile, Princess Anyang glanced at Luoxia and then fixed her eyes on Lu Mingyue clad in red. Though she kept silent all the time, a compelling aura was still emitted from her, forcing Lu Mingyue, as tough and unreasonable as she was, to retreat out of fear.

Suddenly, Lu Mingyue was stopped by a delicate but strong hand on her waist. She turned her head, finding An Rushuang standing next to her. With a bright smile and a pair of star-like eyes, she held her head high and stared at Princess Anyang fearlessly.

“Given your penetrating judgement,” she said slowly, “we might as well hear what evil things this maid has done before us, and then you will know how come a lady of such noble status would make an indiscreet remark out of anger.”