SBCEJM -Chapter 47 Using Their Own Methods Against Them

The little palace maid’s words exploded through the banquet like a bomb.

Whispers instantly spread across the hall.

Several young ladies who had long been jealous of Feng Zexuan’s beauty now hid their lips behind silk handkerchiefs, exchanging gleeful looks.

“Oh my, I knew it. A beauty like Miss Feng was bound to attract trouble. But who would’ve thought she’d dare behave so boldly even inside the palace…”

“Exactly. She acts all cold and aloof, but privately she’s this shameless? What a pity for Scholar Feng, such an immortal-like gentleman, to have a disgraceful sister like her. Truly unfortunate for the Feng family…”

The filthy gossip drifted into Liu Mengli’s ears, and her expression darkened little by little.

She absolutely refused to believe that Feng Zekai’s sister was that kind of reckless woman. There had to be a scheme behind this.

Her phoenix eyes sharpened as she stared at the trembling palace maid kneeling on the floor and cut through the chatter with a stern shout.

“Enough!”

Her commanding voice silenced the entire banquet.

“How can any of you decide right from wrong based on a few wagging tongues?”

“Prepare to head to the West Corner Hall!”

Liu Mengli rose abruptly, the hem of her phoenix robe sweeping through the air with fierce authority.

“I will personally see who has the audacity to frame the family of a court official within the imperial palace!”

Xiao Juechen, who had remained silent the whole time, also stood up expressionlessly. His icy gaze swept across the crowd.

The spectators immediately fell silent. Yet everyone hurried after them, terrified of missing such an exciting spectacle, as the crowd surged toward the West Corner Hall.

Inside the apartment, Feng Zexuan slurped up the last noodle strand and let out a deeply satisfied burp.

After wiping her mouth, she looked at the aggressive procession shown on the live television feed and curled her lips into a cold smile.

【Perfect timing. Saves me the trouble of hunting them down one by one.】

【Third Prince, you wanted to ruin my brother’s reputation? Then I’ll destroy your future in return.】

Thinking of the “witness” she had tossed into the corner side room earlier, a plan instantly formed in her mind.

Treat others the way they treat you.

Didn’t they enjoy ruining people’s innocence?

Then she’d let them enjoy it to the fullest.

With a thought, Feng Zexuan flashed out of the space.

Following the system’s real-time tracking, she circled behind the Third Prince’s residence to a secluded rock garden, leapt into a tree, and concealed herself among the leaves.

As expected, Third Prince Xiao Mingrui was secretly speaking with a trusted subordinate there.

“…Everything’s arranged?” Xiao Mingrui kept his voice low, though he couldn’t hide the eager excitement within it.

“Your Highness, rest assured. That pockmarked fellow’s already inside. Miss Feng that little bi—”

“Excellent!”

Before the subordinate could finish, Xiao Mingrui interrupted impatiently, his face full of vicious satisfaction.

That ungrateful bitch dared humiliate him in public.

And her scholar brother had ruined both his mother’s and his grand plans. Today’s outcome was already too merciful for her.

Before the subordinate could say anything else, a ghostlike figure appeared behind them.

Feng Zexuan moved like lightning. Before either man could react, she sealed their acupoints.

The two froze instantly, unable even to move their eyes.

With one hand each, she lifted them like chickens and used her qinggong to perfectly avoid all patrolling guards before silently returning to the side room.

She tossed the Third Prince and his subordinate onto the floor. With a thought, a colorless, odorless pill appeared in her palm as 1000 gossip points vanished from the system store.

“Passion Powder”—ignite it with fire, and its effects were overpowering.

She lit the pill and watched green smoke curl through the room before finally unsealing the three men’s acupoints. Then she casually stripped the subordinate’s outer robe and threw it over the Third Prince.

Satisfied with her work, she closed the door behind her and disappeared into the shadows beside a nearby corridor pillar, quietly waiting for the show to begin.

Less than a minute later, chaotic footsteps approached from afar.

Feng Zexuan completely concealed her presence, blending into the darkness.

The emperor and empress finally arrived outside the side room at the West Corner Hall with a massive crowd in tow.

Before they even reached the door, muffled yet strange noises drifted out through the crack.

“Ah—! Get away from me!”

The voice was unmistakably male.

But the tangled gasps and sounds inside were enough to make everyone’s faces burn.

The expressions of everyone present became increasingly bizarre.

Liu Mengli frowned deeply, her heart sinking.

Could it be… she had truly misjudged Miss Feng?

Meanwhile, Emperor Xiao Juechen’s temples bulged with veins.

Outrageous!

Under the Son of Heaven’s very nose, inside the imperial palace itself, such disgraceful acts were taking place?!

“Kick the door open for me!”

Two guards stepped forward under orders and slammed the door open with all their strength.

BANG—!

The door crashed into the wall with a thunderous noise.

Silence instantly fell outside.

The guards who kicked the door stood frozen at the entrance like statues.

Behind them, the noble young masters and ladies craned their necks—and collectively sucked in a cold breath.

Inside the room, clothes were shredded and scattered everywhere.

Three men were tightly entangled together in an utterly unbearable scene.

And the disheveled, delirious figure with tears of humiliation still on his face…

Was none other than the Third Prince himself—Xiao Mingrui.

“AHHH—!”

Some noble girl couldn’t endure the shock and screamed sharply.

“My eyes! What did I just see?!”

“Wasn’t it supposed to be Miss Feng? Why… why are there three men?!”

“Th-That’s the Third Prince, isn’t it?!”

One young noble blurted out in horror before immediately receiving a murderous glare from the emperor that nearly scared him out of his soul.

He wished he could bite off his own tongue.

“Get out! All of you, get out this instant!”

Xiao Juechen’s furious roar practically shook the roof.

“If a single word of today’s events leaks out, I will exterminate all nine generations of your families!”

The crowd fled as though pardoned from death, scrambling away in terror lest the emperor vent his fury on them.

Naturally, the palace banquet ended in chaos.

The Third Prince was confined for three months by imperial decree before guards wrapped him in a blanket and carried him away like a sack.

As for the pockmarked man and the eunuch accomplice, both were dragged out and beaten to death on the spot.

Meanwhile, Crown Prince Xiao Mingxuan—who had been “carried” over to witness the scene the entire time—quietly lowered his head while being carried back.

His shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

The Third Prince woke up in a barrel of ice water.

Every inch of his body ached as though he’d been run over by a carriage.

As he shook his dizzy head, flashes of memory surged back—a pockmarked face covered in sores, and the twisted, crazed expression of his trusted eunuch.

He had actually…

Actually been with two men…

No—one of them barely even counted as a man!

His stomach churned violently. He bent over the tub and vomited so hard that even bile came out, yet he still felt unbearably filthy.

“AHHHHH—!”

Xiao Mingrui’s bloodshot eyes were filled with madness as he roared hysterically.

Who?!

Who had set him up?!

At the same time, Feng Zekai slowly woke inside the apartment.

The familiar yet strange surroundings told him immediately that he was once again inside his sister’s space.

Holding his still-heavy head, he sat up. His last memory was of being stopped by the Third Prince while on his way to find his sister.

After he rejected the prince’s inappropriate advances, someone had covered his mouth and nose from behind not long afterward, knocking him unconscious instantly.

“Brother, you’re awake?” Feng Zexuan’s voice sounded beside him.

“Mhm. Just woke up.”

The next second, Feng Zexuan appeared before him carrying a huge bowl. In just a few sentences, she summarized everything that had happened at the banquet.

Feng Zekai listened with growing shock, followed by towering rage.

Thinking about how he had nearly been violated by another man, frost covered his handsome face as his fists clenched tightly with cracking sounds.

Thankfully!

Thankfully his sister had arrived in time!

“Brother, stop being angry. Someone like that isn’t worth it.” Feng Zexuan handed him the steaming bowl. “Here, try this. I just made it for you. The ultimate stress reliever.”

An intense sour and pungent smell instantly attacked his senses.

Feng Zekai frowned instinctively, but under his sister’s expectant gaze, he still hesitantly picked up a mouthful of noodles and slurped them into his mouth.

The springy rice noodles, sour bamboo shoots, and tofu skin soaked in rich broth exploded together in flavor.

After only a few bites, most of his anger and lingering fear were unexpectedly washed away by the dish’s overwhelming deliciousness.

He completely let go and devoured the entire bowl of luosifen like a storm.

Only after her brother finished eating did Feng Zexuan once again push the “younger sister” seated in the wheelchair out from behind the rock garden and quietly merge into the crowd leaving the palace.

Head lowered and steps steady, she looked completely uninvolved in everything that had happened before.