The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 275: This Is the Consequence

"How could I deceive you on such matters? Sister Yang, you must trust me." Yao Yao said, "I and Sister Anle are both daughters of the Emperor, our father favors her and ignores me, but that doesn’t mean the Grand Empress Dowager will do the same."

"So... what exactly are you trying to say?"

"Thus, to take care of me, the Grand Empress Dowager has temporarily entrusted your dowry to me for safekeeping and even said if you don’t behave and act properly, this dowry will be mine." Yao Yao continued, "Not only that, but in a couple of days, the Grand Empress Dowager will also have someone bring me the key to the treasury where your dowry is stored."

This explanation seemed reasonable, with no apparent issues.

The Empress Dowager was a person of deep affection. She treated Jun Yang, the daughter of Prince Xiao Yao’s adopted son, so well, naturally, she wouldn’t treat her own son’s daughter any less favorably.

Jun Yang thought about it for a long time but couldn’t find any fault, so she decided to stop overthinking and trust Yao Yao’s words, stubbornly believing that Yao Yao’s present circumstances left no reason to deceive her.

She should trust Yao Yao.

"Yao Yao, thank you for telling me about this," Jun Yang stepped forward and affectionately held Yao Yao’s hand, discarding her previous arrogant and domineering attitude, and with emotion told Yao Yao, "If it weren’t for you telling me this, I wouldn’t have known about this matter and would have been kept in the dark, not knowing when that dowry disappeared."

Yao Yao, her scheme successful, chuckled, "...Well, it’s not too late to know now!"

"You deserve the most credit, and I owe you a great debt," Jun Yang asked, "Go ahead, tell me what you want, and I’ll make it happen. Once the test is over, just return that dowry to me."

"The dowry is yours, Sister Yang, I never intended to possess it. Naturally, I will return it to you, so you needn’t worry."

"That’s good."

"It’s just..." Yao Yao hesitated.

"Just what? Speak directly; don’t tiptoe around," Jun Yang really despised Yao Yao’s hesitancy, as it made her anxious.

"Due to some unfortunate circumstances, I am currently trapped in Lady Liu’s palace, unable to eat well, dress warmly, and can’t sleep without cooling fans, making life truly miserable," Yao Yao said, wiping away tears, "Sister Yang, look..."

Jun Yang asked, "So, you want my help to resolve these issues?"

Yao Yao nodded, "Mm-hmm."

Jun Yang said, "...That should not be difficult. The Ministry of Internal Affairs has my family’s people. Although my father has no salary now, they won’t underestimate my family because he still holds many of their weaknesses. I’ll just say a word when I leave the palace today, asking him to take care of you a little, and he will."

Yao Yao had been waiting for Jun Yang to say this. Once she heard it, she nodded tearfully, "Thank you, Sister Yang."

With that, Yao Yao turned the tables, and life became more bearable.

However, Jun Yang’s life continued to be difficult.

She could think of ways to change Yao Yao’s circumstances but never thought of changing her own. Her actions were quite absurd and laughable.

...

On Jun Ning’s birthday, due to Qiong Hua’s arrangements, it was particularly lively, and the whole Weiyang Palace was filled with an atmosphere of joy, with constant laughter and singing.

The two birthday stars, Jun Ning and Jun Yu, wore red clothes and were surrounded by people offering well-wishes.

After listening, both ate much and received the most precious gifts of their lives from Qiong Hua—a pair of school bags for attending class.

The bags were personally sewn by Qiong Hua with every stitch, Jun Ning’s was green, and Jun Yu’s was blue.

Heavy with motherly love!

Jun Yu was delighted with the school bag and kept smiling, while Jun Ning was nearly in tears, unable to bear the weight of all this motherly love.

Meanwhile, at the back door of Weiyang Palace, a man in a yellow robe listened to the sounds coming from inside through the small door, glanced at the agarwood gift box he held, and pursed his lips.

Finally, he gathered the courage to extend his hand, attempting to push open the door in front of him. But after reaching out, he withdrew his hand. After a while, he extended his hand again, and this time he didn’t withdraw it immediately but hovered momentarily in the air before lowering it.

Watching Emperor Yongning’s hesitance, Xiao Lizi couldn’t hold back and said, "Your Majesty, you are the Emperor! If you wish to see the princess, just push the door open and go in. No need to hesitate."

"Say no more!" Emperor Yongning placed the gift box at the door, knocked a few times, then departed with his entourage.

The back door of Weiyang Palace suddenly fell into silence, so quiet that the sound of a pin drop could be heard, with no human presence, as if no one had ever been there.

A young maid followed the sound of the knocking and found only the wooden box lying quietly on the ground.

The maid quickly picked up the box and delivered it to Qiong Hua. After one glance, Qiong Hua didn’t open it and handed the small wooden box to Jun Ning.

"Yi Yi, this item should be from the Emperor for you; why don’t you take a look?" Because the box had the imperial peony pattern.

Jun Ning received the small wooden box, opened it, and inside, a pair of intricately carved silver bracelets lay quietly, cushioned on a piece of yellow fabric, an imperial item.

Qiong Hua glanced at it and asked, "Yi Yi, do you like these bracelets?"

"No, I don’t," Jun Ning closed the lid and took the box back to her room.

After Jun Ning left, the birthday banquet for her and Jun Yu came to an end, and everyone resumed their regular activities as usual.

Jun Ning returned to her room, closed the door, and lay on her bed, carelessly tossing the small wooden box aside, as if she didn’t care about it, and closed her eyes to sleep.

Yet, she lay in bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time, tossing and turning. The quilt she had crumpled and nearly toppled to the floor knew her troubled mind.

Unable to sleep, she eventually sat up.

Her gaze involuntarily fixed on the wooden box with the silver bracelets beside her pillow, staring intently for a long time, then reached out to take the box, slowly putting on the silver bracelets.

"These are on my hand, but it’s not me wearing them."

"I never intended to wear this cursed bracelet; it’s my hands being disobedient, putting them on me."

"This disobedient thing, doing what I don’t want, is truly not something. Hmph, watch me punish you."

After putting on the bracelets, Jun Ning suddenly raised her right hand high, slapping her left hand hard, then lifted her left hand, giving her right hand a slap.

"See? This is what happens when you disobey. Did you learn your lesson?"