Chapter 1631 - 1623:
Chapter 1631: Chapter 1623:
This imperial edict was something Xin Lin begged from the Fuzhou Emperor before she left Fuzhou.
The Fuzhou Emperor doted on Xin Lin very much. Seeing his third younger sister rarely ask for something, he didn’t even think about it, just swept his brush and issued the edict.
As for what Xin Lin wanted to use it for, the Fuzhou Emperor would not interfere.
As for why she called herself Overlord, the Fuzhou Emperor would ask even less.
His imperial younger sister of Fuzhou—never mind calling herself Overlord, even if she called herself Thanos it wouldn’t be too much!
Just like that, when Xin Lin returned from Fuzhou, besides bringing back an "Immunity Token imperial edict," she also came back with the title of Princess of Fuzhou on her head.
This Princess of Fuzhou, strictly speaking, had far more weight than the Longteng Princess title conferred by Emperor Longteng. She could address Emperor Longteng as brother and sit as his equal. Compared to Empress Feng, naturally she ranked one level higher.
"How dare you, you see the imperial edict and still don’t kneel. Fuzhou is the sovereign, Longteng is the vassal. From the looks of it, Empress Feng, you have no regard for rites and ethics, you are ignoring my brother the Fuzhou Emperor’s command."
Xin Lin held the edict in hand, glaring at the dumbstruck Empress Feng and the others, and shouted.
Empress Feng’s face turned deathly pale.
This alluring woman was actually the Fuzhou Emperor’s own younger sister?
By protocol, Empress Feng was a whole rank lower than her; only Emperor Longteng was exempt from bowing to the other party.
Empress Feng’s figure swayed, about to collapse. Looking at that dazzling edict, she could only grit her teeth, force herself to step forward and bow, though her heart was full of resentment, and in her mind she cursed Xin Lin’s ancestors eighteen generations up and down.
Off to the side, Shi Fei was also full of bewilderment.
She knew Xin Lin had gone to Fuzhou, but she never expected that when she came back from Fuzhou, she would have become the Fuzhou Emperor’s younger sister.
Seeing the usually arrogant, domineering, untouchable Empress Feng in such a humiliated state, Shi Fei felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in her heart.
"Princess Tyrant, although you are a Princess of Fuzhou, this is ultimately Longteng’s lands. I, as the Longteng Empress, in dealing with a defiant lowborn wench, it’s not your place, Princess, to intervene."
Being suppressed by Xin Lin under everyone’s gaze, Empress Feng was also flushed with anger.
But rules were rules; in front of the imperial edict, she could not erupt, whereas dealing with Shi Fei was something she still could do.
The identity of a Princess of Fuzhou was indeed noble, but she was still just a princess.
In Longteng, they only needed to show courtesy; as for actual power, she had none.
Shi Fei—she had to kill her.
"What happened just now, I saw clearly too. This Madam refused to drink the soup, and you, Empress Feng, forced it down her throat. Such behavior is rather unfair, don’t you think?"
Xin Lin glanced at the soup spilled on the floor.
Spiritual Food made from Purple River Carriage—Empress Feng’s thoughts were truly vicious; this was clearly rubbing salt into Shi Fei’s wounds.
"Princess, everything I’ve done has been for Shi Fei’s own good. Shi Fei just had a small miscarriage not long ago, her body is terribly weak. Out of concern for her, I took precious medicinal ingredients to prepare this Spiritual Food Soup. I’ve shown painstaking care, yet who knew my good intentions would be treated like donkey liver and lungs."
Empress Feng wore a look of deep sorrow.
"Oh? Yet somehow I can’t help feeling there’s something wrong with this Spiritual Food Soup."
Xin Lin slanted a glance at the soup spilled on the ground.
"Princess, you mustn’t speak carelessly. There is absolutely not the slightest problem with this Spiritual Food Soup."
On hearing that, Empress Feng’s phoenix eyes went round.
Though she detested Shi Fei and wished for her death, she was no fool.
With everyone watching, how could she possibly add poison?
"As for the smell..."
Xin Lin murmured.
Just then, a sudden squeak was heard.
A little fox with snow?white fur jumped out.
The little fox was very cute. It craned its neck, peering about, glanced at the soup on the ground, then darted forward to the bowl and took a sip of the soup.