HRPM – Chapter 285 Encountering a Treacherous Consort (3)

Jin Luoluo secretly sized them up. Judging by their abilities, taking on both of them by herself would be no problem at all.

The Princess Consort of the Northern Commandery Prince walked over to them. When she saw Consort Hui in such a bedraggled state, she asked in surprise, “Sister, how did you end up like this? Who was bold enough to dump a tray over your head?”

Consort Hui’s anger flared even more. Recently, the Emperor seemed to be leaving the palace frequently to admire beautiful women, and she had been growing anxious.

Today, she had finally gone through the trouble of personally making pastries and dressing herself up beautifully, intending to win back the Emperor’s favor with her gentleness and charm. But now everything had been ruined by this girl. How could she not be furious?

“It was this blind little slave who bumped into me and caused all of this!” Consort Hui said, pointing at Jin Luoluo.

“Hey, hey, hey! Don’t twist the facts, okay? When did I ever bump into you? I didn’t even touch a single hair on your head. You were the one who clumsily overturned the tray, and now you’re blaming someone else. There’s a saying: when you can’t take a dump, you blame the latrine for being too hard. That’s exactly the kind of person you are!” Jin Luoluo retorted, mocking Consort Hui with her usual coarse sarcasm.

“Huh? Aren’t you Jin Luoluo?” The Princess Consort of the Northern Commandery Prince caught sight of Jin Luoluo’s face, and her expression immediately filled with anger. Grabbing her sister’s hand, she complained, “Sister, she’s the Jin Luoluo I told you about before! You didn’t attend the Empress’s banquet last time, so you don’t know how vulgar and detestable this woman is. She actually called me a pig! And now she’s insulting you too.”

Consort Hui had already been stunned with rage by Jin Luoluo’s earlier remarks. Since birth, she had never heard anyone use such crude expressions as “when you can’t take a dump, you blame the latrine.” Yet Jin Luoluo had used that saying to ridicule her. She immediately felt both disgusted and infuriated.

Now, hearing that this was the same Jin Luoluo who had behaved so outrageously before—and who had even caused her younger sister to lose face in the great hall—new grudges and old resentments merged into one.

Moreover, Jin Luoluo was Xiao Che’s future princess consort. Taking this opportunity to teach her a lesson would also allow Consort Hui to strike a blow against the Empress’s prestige.

“Just as I thought. A merchant’s daughter, raised amid the stench of copper coins, can never be fit for high society. Your speech is vulgar, your conduct unrestrained. The Empress may tolerate you, but I certainly won’t. Since she refuses to discipline you, I’ll do it in her place.”

Seeing that Consort Hui had already made up her mind to provoke Jin Luoluo, Xiao Yu sighed inwardly. The unlucky one this time was likely to be Consort Hui herself. Still, he spoke up sympathetically to dissuade her.

“Your Highness, no matter what, she is still my third brother’s fiancée. You are her elder. Why bother lowering yourself to argue with a junior?”