The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law-Chapter 951 - 945: Wind and Water Take Turns to Shift

The maid sitting at the entrance of the courtyard hummed to herself, leisurely cracking melon seeds and continued to joke and laugh with the other maids.

"Hey, have you heard? The Crown Prince’s consort selection doesn’t care about family background; as long as she’s pure and untouched, that’s enough. Over the years, I’ve saved quite a bit of Silver and have enough to buy back my own Servitude Contract. If I redeem it, then I’m also someone pure and untouched, don’t you think I could also go and participate in the selection?"

The maid next to her burst into laughter and said, "You wish, they want someone who has both beauty and talent. Do you have either?"

"You little wretch, how dare you insult me..." The speaking maid immediately got up and chased after the other maid.

Laughter filled the courtyard, contrasting sharply with Jin Fengzhao inside the house, who was fuming with rage and starving.

Unable to contain her anger, she grabbed a stick used to prop open the window and rushed out, starting to hit the maids indiscriminately.

The maids jumped up in fright and scrambled to get away.

"You wretched slaves, did you not hear me calling you? I’ll beat you to death, stay where you are."

"Ah... Who do you think you are, acting like a princess? You’re just a fake, the real Crown Prince is already back, and who knows which little beggar you are, running into the Imperial Palace to deceive the Emperor..."

"Even if I’m not a princess, I’m still the Madam in charge of the General Residence."

And so, the most luxurious courtyard of the General Residence became the stage for an intense chase.

Those women who were eager to make a mockery of Jin Fengzhao heard the news and one by one, braved the cold wind to watch the spectacle.

Concubine Xu, accompanied by her maids, stood at the entrance of the courtyard, laughing out loud, and asked her maids, "What did you do to anger her this time? She’s so furious she’s come to discipline you herself."

"Who knows? This servant thinks she’s going mad. The Emperor has announced to everyone that she’s not the real Princess, yet she still goes around acting all high and mighty. Perhaps it’s to remind herself that she’s just an imposter?"

This Concubine Xu was the very same one who had miscarried because of Jin Fengzhao’s doing. Back then, she was too afraid to speak up, but her hatred for her tore her up inside.

Now that she had a chance for revenge, how could she let it go?

"Oh my, Madam, that’s where you’re wrong," said Concubine Xu in a mocking tone. "It’s one thing to say such things in our own home, but if word gets out and the Emperor learns of it, that’s the crime of deceiving a monarch. Oh, but right, you’re not afraid of deceiving a monarch, are you?"

Jin Fengzhao stopped in her tracks, so hungry that her front stuck to her back, gasping for breath with hunger.

She glared at Concubine Xu standing at the entrance with eyes poisoned with malice. Under normal circumstances, Concubine Xu would have been scared to death by her, but now things were different. Jin Fengzhao was no longer a princess, while Concubine Xu was a young lady born from a concubine in the Xu Family, with an elder sister who held a prestigious position in the Imperial Palace. In terms of family background, she, Jin Fengzhao, was now inferior.

Concubine Xu stood there as if watching a comedy, her smiling face challenging, "What’s wrong? Or are you planning to devour me?"

This was a real-life case of a phoenix being less than a chicken after falling from grace.

Jin Fengzhao was so angry that her face turned ashen. She had been proud her entire life; living so meekly now was worse than death.

Even if she were to die, she would take this vixen down with her.

Brandishing a stick, she stepped towards Concubine Xu, cursing, "You filthy and smelly vixen, even if I chopped you up to feed the dogs, they wouldn’t eat you. I’ll kill you..."

As she swung the stick at Concubine Xu, Concubine Xu turned pale with fear and scrambled backward. But unlike the nimble maids, these pampered ladies were not as agile and she was struck, letting out a loud cry of pain.