Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life-Chapter 752 - 741: Substitute Younger Sister

"Princess Consort, Princess Consort!" Furong happily entered the courtyard, her hands full of items, followed by several servants. Besides ingredients, there was also a cart full of silver charcoal, which suddenly brought a smile to her lips, who had been worried earlier in the morning.

"Why have so many things been delivered today?" She patiently instructed people to place each item properly.

"It’s the Housekeeper. It seems someone reported to Prince that the Housekeeper was embezzling, and then Prince uncovered tens of thousands of taels of silver from the Housekeeper’s home. Now the Housekeeper has been stripped of his position, and they replaced him with a new manager. That’s why we have all these items. They also said that the needlework room staff will come later to measure Princess Consort for new clothes!" Furong said excitedly.

The wet nurse, supporting Ye Qiu, also smiled and said, "Now it’s good, Princess Consort won’t have to worry about running out of charcoal and catching a cold."

Duan Huaijin hid outside the courtyard gate, listening to their joy over such small things, feeling a bit of distaste in his heart, resenting himself for finding out too late.

Then, in the evening, the meal he had been looking forward to was no longer as monotonous as the previous days; it was a big, hot bowl of mutton soup and a white bun.

There had been strong winds at night these last few days, and having a warm bowl of mutton soup was really comforting, though it was a bit too little.

Duan Huaijin grumbled inwardly, clearly no longer being harsh to her, so why was she still so stingy? Not once had he eaten to his satisfaction, but amid his quiet complaints, his subordinate suddenly requested an audience.

"What is it?"

"Reporting to Prince, the capital is in chaos. Prince An has been locked up in prison, and the young sons of Prince Zhao and Prince Liang have been recorded under the Holy Emperor’s name. However, Prince Zhao’s Princely Heir fell and cracked his head a month ago and has died. Prince Zhao, citing his only son, wants his young son back, while Prince Liang’s maternal family has been exiled to the Northwest due to embezzlement after their home was raided."

"Hiss, it’s truly quite a drama." Duan Huaijin’s face showed great interest, "And what about my beloved elder brother? Has he been so angered by these matters that he’s coughing blood?"

"The people in the palace reported back that the Hospital Director of the Imperial Hospital has not gone home for three months. One month ago, which was when Prince Zhao asked for his young son back, the Holy Emperor suddenly coughed during court, and although Deng quickly hid the handkerchief, he still saw the blood."

"Wonderful!" Duan Huaijin laughed heartily, his eyes filled with desire, "Instruct our men to accelerate their actions, and make sure my elder brother and the other three royal brothers are at each other’s throats."

In the capital, life was not easy for the Wang Family, who were at the center of power, always apprehensive every day. Meanwhile, the Ye Family, merely an Imperial Merchant family, was living comfortably, except Ye Xia, who had to masquerade as Ye Qiu and could not go out to play as usual, so her temper had been a bit foul lately.

"Mother, I’m really so bored, please let me go out. I won’t roam around the city, just ride a horse in the suburbs, and no one will see me. Even if someone does see me, I won’t reveal my real identity," Ye Xia coaxed Ye Wangshi.

"No." Ye Wangshi, who usually doted on Ye Xia, firmly refused, "Your father said, for these two years you cannot go anywhere. Either sit quietly in the courtyard or go to the country estate and never come back. This is about the life and death of our entire family; there can be no mistakes."

"But mother, isn’t two years too long?" Ye Xia complained, "I’ll start to mold."

"What’s too long? Your sister has stayed at home for fifteen years without making a fuss," Ye Wangshi said sternly, "Xiaxia, now is not the time to act recklessly. However, it might not need to be two years, maybe your sister won’t last that long."

Ye Xia’s eyes flickered and she stopped talking, but thought to herself, could it be that Ye Qiu was deceiving them? Wasn’t it said her condition was very dangerous? How after such a long journey, and going to a bitterly cold place like the Northwest, why had she not passed away yet?

Thinking of her treasured jewelry, and the ten thousand taels of silver notes taken by Ye Qiu, she felt resentful; an invalid, what did she need so much money for? To bribe King Yan after her death?

Ye Xia, after having gone through a proxy marriage, should feel grateful towards her younger sister. However, since her own jewelry got lost and she couldn’t leave the mansion, her resentment towards Ye Qiu grew stronger day by day. She wished Ye Qiu would die immediately.

But although Ye Qiu couldn’t cure her chronic illness, she managed to survive without any issues for a couple of years. She hadn’t finished taking her revenge yet!

Ye Xia had some idea about the situation in the capital, but she didn’t pay much attention to it. According to her plan, she continued to slowly but steadily win over Duan Huaijin, making him get used to her presence and her care.

Half a year passed quickly, and Duan Huaijin was getting busier by the day. His relationship with Ye Qiu eased a lot in this half year. But because of Ye Qiu’s constant illness, and also because he believed that Ye Qiu was a woman who lusted after wealth and riches, they had not consummated the marriage yet.

One day, a subordinate rushed to report to him, "Prince, the Holy Emperor has issued an edict. He has established Prince An’s young son as the Crown Prince. At the same time, he has ordered you to return to the capital to assist the new Crown Prince."

"He wants me to assist the new Crown Prince? Is he not afraid that I’ll usurp the throne?" Duan Huaijin asked sharply.

"Prince Zhao’s only son also died, and then, in a fit of rage, he caused the death of Prince Liang’s young son. Now both of them have been sent back to their fiefs, never to leave for life. Therefore, only Prince An is left. But Prince An was already suspected by the Holy Emperor a while ago, and the Holy Emperor fears that after he passes, the kingdom will fall into his hands, so you, my lord, are being sent back."

"Truly, what an affectionate elder brother I have. He trusts no one. This is because I don’t have any children, so he’s sending me to constrain Prince An!" Duan Huaijin said sarcastically.

"Prince, shall we return?"

"I have planned for so long, isn’t it just to return? Order that as soon as the imperial decree arrives, we set out."

"Yes, my Prince!"

Prince Li is going back to the capital and has been appointed as Regent King. This news stunned everyone in the capital.

This was especially true for the Ye Family, who were at a loss. If Prince Li was returning to the capital, wouldn’t Ye Qiu have to come back too?

If Prince Li found out that they, the Ye Family, once looked down on him and switched the bride during the marriage, wouldn’t they be in great trouble?

What’s more anxious was Ye Xia. If Prince Li were to return to the capital, her chances of exposure would be even greater. Does this mean she would have to stay confined in the mansion and never go out?

This absolutely won’t do. She must come up with a solution.

But what solution? She certainly can’t just blow her own cover, can she?

Ye Xia was so anxious that one day, without telling Ye Borong and Ye Wangshi, she quietly left home. She rode her horse alone, wandering in the suburbs of the capital.

"Thud thud thud..." Suddenly, a burst of hoof beats sounded, and she looked up to see the eyes of the handsome, dashing and tall man leading the group.

She felt as if her heart was pounding as ceaselessly as the hoof beats at this moment.