AUBTN -Chapter 350 Jealousy

【Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap! What is this? A blatantly shameless mistress showing up at the door? Is this princess blind? Of all people, why did she have to fall for Shen Jue, that unpredictable, moody, arrogant jerk?】

【Wanwan, are you seriously going to tolerate this? Tonight we go back and dump some poison beans into the well at Yuyuan and poison this pair of dogs and adulterers!】

In the distance, Lu Yan had just finished his last sip of wine. Hearing that earth-shattering inner voice, he almost spat it out.

“Pff—cough cough cough!”

He nearly choked to death on the liquor.

He coughed violently, drawing the attention of nearby generals who all turned to look at him.

Su Hewan gently set down her teacup upon sensing Yu Qing’s nearly erupting glare.

She turned her head slightly and gave Yu Qing a small shake of her head, her gaze completely calm and unflustered.

Seeing this, Yu Qing let out a cold snort of frustration and slammed the orange peel in her hand onto the table.

That night, at Yuyuan.

The night wind carried the chill of early autumn, rustling down a few sycamore leaves.

All the civil and military officials—and even the emperor himself—were secretly waiting for tomorrow’s gossip: the “legitimate wife tearing apart a Western Region mistress” drama at Yuyuan.

Princess Yuesha sat in her carriage, chin held high like a proud peacock as she entered the gates of Yuyuan.

In her eyes, the women of the Great Wei were all weak, fragile birds trapped in cages, only capable of petty jealousy.

That woman rumored to live in Yuyuan—if she dared show her attitude, she would make her experience the power of a princess of the Yue Clan.

However, the moment she was helped down from the carriage and stepped into the main hall—

The hall was brightly lit, as bright as daylight.

Su Hewan stood quietly in the center.

“Princess Yuesha, you have traveled far. It must have been a difficult journey.”

Su Hewan nodded slightly, her voice gentle yet steady.

Yuesha froze for a moment, her brows furrowing. “You are the princess consort? I saw you at the banquet just now!”

“That’s right.” Su Hewan smiled faintly, then turned to the steward Zhao Bo and the maid Puyu beside her, giving orderly instructions:

“Zhao Bo, the princess comes from the Western Regions. She prefers dryness and dislikes humidity. Light the earth-heating system in the east wing at a moderate level—not too hot, just enough to dispel the cold.”

“Replace all bedding with the newly sun-dried set of cloud-brocade covers and silk fillings from yesterday.”

“Yes, Princess Consort,” Zhao Bo replied respectfully.

“Puyu,” Su Hewan continued, her gaze shifting.

“Go inform the kitchen. People from the Western Regions favor strong spices and lamb and beef. Prepare a bowl of lamb soup for tonight’s supper, along with a bowl of plum soup to cut the richness.

For tomorrow’s breakfast, no need for our usual light porridge and side dishes. Take out the finest Western Region dairy cheese and walnut flatbread from the storeroom.”

“I understand,” Puyu replied briskly and withdrew.

One instruction after another.

No intimidation, no sarcasm, not even the slightest hostility or rejection that Yuesha had expected.

Instead, Su Hewan arranged everything with meticulous care and perfect etiquette—so professional it was almost more refined than the imperial diplomatic office.

Yuesha stood frozen in place, unsure how to react.

“Princess?” Su Hewan tilted slightly to the side, making a polite inviting gesture, her perfect smile unchanged.

“Your room has been prepared. Please go rest. If there is anything you are not used to, send someone to Wutong Courtyard to find me at any time.”

At this moment, behind the screen in the main hall, Shen Jue stood in the shadows of light and dark.

He tried to catch even a trace of jealousy or anger from Su Hewan’s thoughts.

If she showed even the slightest displeasure, he would immediately have this annoying Western Region princess thrown out of Yuyuan’s gates.

However.

In Su Hewan’s inner voice, there was only a long string of calm analysis:

【The Yue Kingdom lies at a crucial junction of the Western Regions’ Silk Road. The Princess Yuesha’s failed political marriage this time, followed by her entry into the Yu Garden, may seem like she is targeting Shen Jue’s looks, but in reality she is testing the bottom line of the Great Wei Regent.】

【Perfect timing—I’ve been organizing documents on trade between Western Region states recently. This princess delivering herself to the door makes for an excellent diplomatic case study. Tomorrow I can probe the Yue Kingdom’s current warhorse breeding conditions and customs tariff rates…】

Behind the screen.

Shen Jue’s expression instantly darkened like the bottom of a pot.

While others were competing for affection and feeling jealous, Su Hewan was actually using his romantic entanglement as material for academic research!

Shen Jue let out a cold laugh in anger and abruptly turned to leave with a sweep of his sleeves.

The night was deep. In the bedroom of the Wutong Courtyard, a faint calming incense burned.

Su Hewan had just finished washing up and was sitting at the Huanghuali dressing table, casually removing the hairpins from her hair.

Her jet-black hair cascaded down, making her snow-white night robe look even more delicate and alluring.

Soft footsteps sounded behind her. The familiar cold sandalwood scent mixed with the chill of the night wind instantly wrapped around her.

Shen Jue leaned down from behind, his arms encircling her slender waist, resting his chin heavily on the hollow of her shoulder.

“Wanwan…”

His voice at this moment carried an almost imperceptible hint of grievance.

He rubbed his head against her neck in a punitive manner, warm breath fully spilling over her sensitive skin.

“What is it?” Su Hewan lifted her eyes slightly, looking at the handsome man reflected in the bronze mirror, and said with amusement, “Your Highness, instead of staying in the front hall listening to the Western Region princess ask you about poetry and literature, why did you come back to my Wutong Courtyard?”

At her words, Shen Jue not only didn’t get angry, but his eyes brightened slightly instead.

He tightened his arms further, staring intensely at her reflection with a probing and expectant gaze. “Wanwan, you’re not jealous?”

Su Hewan’s hand holding the wooden comb paused slightly.

She turned around and met Shen Jue’s deep, narrow phoenix eyes, then asked with a smile, “Would you even let me be jealous?”

Shen Jue froze for a moment. Countless possible answers flashed through his mind.

His thin lips pressed together as he thought seriously for a moment, then said in a low voice, “When you’re jealous… although it should be very cute, I really wouldn’t bear to let you feel that way. The woman I, Shen Jue, care for should always be held in the palm of my hand. How could I let trivial people disturb you?”

“Then there you have it.” Su Hewan shrugged and turned back around to continue combing her hair.

“If you wouldn’t, then what’s there for me to worry about?”

【Besides, that princess doesn’t look very smart anyway. Being jealous of her would be an insult to my intelligence!】

The corners of Shen Jue’s eyes twitched violently twice upon hearing her inner voice.

So it was fine that she wasn’t jealous—but did she really have to insult someone on the way?

A strange competitive urge suddenly rose in him. He leaned closer to her ear again and asked through gritted teeth in a low voice, “Then you’re really not afraid I’ll take a liking to that princess?”

Su Hewan put down the wooden comb and turned fully around.

She met Shen Jue’s gaze directly, the corners of her lips slowly curving into a gentle—but somehow chilling—smile.

“Nope,” she said softly.

“Why not?” Shen Jue instinctively pressed.

Su Hewan’s almond-shaped eyes curved slightly. Her gaze moved slowly from Shen Jue’s handsome face downward, inch by inch, before finally landing precisely below his waist.

“Because,” she said, her breath as soft as orchids, her voice tender as if speaking sweet nothings, “if you really did fall for her, I would personally make you a real eunuch.”