Chapter 3: Not leaving, this sister’s no pushover (1/2)

Chapter 3: Not leaving, this sister’s no pushover Original and most updated translations are from volaretranslations.

Stillness and silence settled around them, though occasionally there would come bursts of loud laughter. This was probably Tianning Country’s first time seeing a new bride being told to come back tomorrow, it would likely never happen again in the past or future!

The crowd was laughing. Even in the group of people that had delivered the bride, there were a few who couldn’t resist a snicker. It really was the first time something like this had happened. Inside the bridal sedan, the calm, composed Han Yunxi finally narrowed her eyes. The Duke of Qin’s household had really gone too far!

Nanny Wang was crestfallen as she returned, sighing and disappointed. “Aiya, how unlucky. I’ve been a wedding nanny for so many years but I’ve never seen something like this! Let’s hurry up and go, quickly, go back!”

Yet just as the sedan bearers lifted her carriage, Han Yunxi spoke up.

“Hold it!”

Eh…who talked?

The crowd stilled and looked around, but couldn’t find the speaker.

“Nanny Wang, I’d like to trouble you to ask at what time tomorrow we should arrive?” When Han Yunxi spoke again, her quiet tone was filled with a dignity that was hard to cross. Though her voice wasn’t very loud, the crowd could clearly hear her.

In one second, all the onlookers turned disbelieving gazes towards the bridal sedan chair. Were these words really from Han Yunxi? Shouldn’t she be secretly crying in such a situation? She actually dared to speak out, and so loudly as well?

“Nanny Wang, what are you dawdling for? Do you want this Miss to pile responsibility on you for taking us down the wrong path?” Han Yunxi’s voice suddenly turned stern.

Nanny Wang hadn’t expected this and was frightened. It had been the grand imperial concubine[1] who’d ordered her to take the wrong path. Of course the Duke of Qin’s household wouldn’t investigate the matter, but she couldn’t bear the responsibility if the Han family did. If that happened, the grand imperial concubine wouldn’t protect her at all.

How did this meek Han Yunxi suddenly turn so fierce?

Nanny Wang couldn’t attend to too many details at once, but hastily replied, “Yes, yes! Eldest Miss, please wait a moment.”

Knockknockknock! This time she pounded on the door none too gently. It was still the same old gatekeeper that opened them. “What are you doing? Don’t you understand that we want you to come back tomorrow?”

“The bride asked what time tomorrow! Please trouble the grand imperial concubine with our question,” Nanny Wang entreated kindly.

The old gatekeeper was astonished. This new bride was somewhat interesting. “All right, wait a while.”

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Within a pavilion in the back gardens of the duke’s residence, Grand Imperial Concubine Yi[2] and a few royally appointed wives were playing mahjong. She’d totally set aside the issue of her new daughter-in-law. After the current emperor took his throne, the wives left behind by the previous emperor were all put to death or set to watch his tomb. Only the wives under Grand Concubine Yi were left untouched. Even the empress dowager had to yield a bit before her. Three years ago, she’d felt it was oppressive living in the palace and moved to her son’s house instead.