The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 951 - 808, Falling from a Building

The party from the Prince Residence arrived at the palace gates, where many royals and dignitaries had already gathered.

Upon dismounting from his carriage, Prince Pingxi immediately greeted everyone with a smile, and Xiao Yechen, sticking close behind him, played the role of the dutiful son.

It seemed every parent had this common flaw: when they encountered acquaintances, they couldn’t help but boast about their children.

Prince Pingxi was no exception. Every time he met someone he knew, he introduced Xiao Yechen.

Xiao Yechen played along, warmly calling them ’Uncle, Uncle.’

From a distance, the two truly embodied a picture of a loving father and a filial son.

"Do you want to go over and show some filial piety too?"

Xiao Yeyang glanced askance at Daohua and snorted coldly, "Only those without real skills bother themselves with such superficial nonsense," he said disdainfully, casting a look at Xiao Yechen.

"It’s not that I don’t respect him. After all, he is the prince’s son, but look at how eager he is to please—it’s embarrassing, truly disgraceful!"

Daohua followed his gaze to Xiao Yechen, also feeling that his performance was a bit too deliberate, as if he was afraid others wouldn’t notice how close he was to Prince Pingxi.

Xiao Yeyang: "Let’s go pay our respects to Imperial Uncle first."

Daohua quickly held him back, "No, wait. We came here with Father. Leaving suddenly now would get noticed. I’d rather we wait and leave with everyone."

At that moment, the carriage from the Duke Residence arrived.

Luo Qiong, who had been standing by Princess Consort Ma’s side like a wooden figure, saw her parents and older brother and sister-in-law and promptly scurried over to them.

Princess Consort Ma remained in place, waiting for the women from the Duke Residence to come and pay their respects.

"Father, Mother, elder brother, sister-in-law."

The Duchess quickly grabbed Luo Qiong’s hand, her face filled with concern, "Qiongqiong, you’ve lost so much weight. Are you not getting along well in the Prince Residence?"

Upon hearing this, a bitter smile appeared on Luo Qiong’s face, and she shook her head, "Mother, I am fine."

Luo Honghao frowned, "Little sister, has Xiao Yechen been treating you poorly?"

Luo Qiong glanced at Xiao Yechen, who was busy greeting others and hadn’t noticed his parents arrive. Not wanting her family to worry, she said lightly, "No, he’s been good to me."

The Duchess glanced at Daohua and Xiao Yeyang, "But have they been making you suffer?"

Luo Qiong laughed dryly, "We cook separately at Pingxi Hall; I hardly ever have to interact with them. How could they make me suffer?"

Luo Honghao’s wife, Madam Shen, spoke up, "Then it must be the Princess Consort?"

At this, Luo Qiong fell silent.

The Duchess also fell silent. The Luo Family knew all too well about the rules imposed on their daughter by Princess Consort Ma the day after she married into the Prince Residence.

But there was nothing they could do about it.

It was utterly normal for a mother-in-law to set rules for her daughter-in-law. Unless it was excessive, her family had no say in the matter.

Seeing the lost sparkle in her daughter’s eyes, whom she had so dearly pampered, the Duchess took a deep breath, took Luo Qiong’s hand, and walked toward Princess Consort Ma, determined to speak her mind this time, no matter what.

Unfortunately, just as she gently broached the subject, Princess Consort Ma’s remark about Luo Qiong not achieving anything even after three years in the family left the Duchess without any defense.

Meanwhile, the conversation between Princess Consort Ma and the Luo Family was hardly pleasant, and neither was Xiao Yechen feeling very happy.

His jealousy was due to his father introducing Xiao Yeyang to an admiral recently recalled to the capital by the emperor, rather than him. This admiral was an influential figure, and yet his father had presented Xiao Yeyang instead, seemingly against their longstanding friction.

Witnessing the three of them chatting amicably, Xiao Yechen felt a burning shame. He didn’t need to look up to sense the strange looks from the people around him.

When it came to introducing him to less powerful nobles, his father was willing, yet for powerful figures like the admiral, his father’s first thought was of Xiao Yeyang, showing no intention of letting him establish any connection.

Reflecting on the palace lantern matter, he could console himself by saying it was at the imperial uncle’s behest, but now?

Duke and Luo Honghao were also witnessing this scene, their brows furrowed deeply.

"Father, we’ve wronged our sister! All this talk about how Prince Pingxi’s favorite son is Xiao Yechen, and that Xiao Yechen is the heir to the prince’s titles, must have been misinformation spread by Princess Consort Ma and Xiao Yechen to deceive the public," Luo Honghao said through gritted teeth.

Duke also felt a profound regret. Without saying a word, he entered the palace gate.