It might be amusing for Wei Yi Yi--- seeing girls being this dramatic. She's either too used to watching at the sidelines or just plain used listening to a 'girlfriend' rants.
But seeing all the waterworks, it wouldn't be wise to talk against them either. I mean, the one crying always seem to be the victim, no?
Even if they're not, all sympathy goes to them.
And those who stood their ground and came out strong end up with the shorter stick.
It's always like that. And that's why girls are scary. They'll let you dance in their palm.
"Answering You Majesty, my mistress was just protecting this servant. We were appreciating the flowers when emperial concubine Feng came over. We exchange a few pleasantries and then the concubine starts being violent" Yuyang's tone is slow and weak, but it did not broke. It even seems like she's trying to be strong. The moment she bows down her head, her hair slide down in front of her, revealing more of the purple bruise; her white skin contrasting it.
"You know you deserve that! Emperor, she's being disrespectful!" Feng Lei contradicts.
"Yuyang didn't say anything! She knows her place well." Ye Ai Ning interjects, her voice slowly fades to a soft and sad one. "Sister Feng, Ning'er does not know why would you get mad. This sister will apologize to you now. But sister--- just because my Yuyang is just a maid, you could raise your hands on her. If you want to get me, then get me. Ning'er won't run, just don't involve the weak."
A woman, crying so heartbreakingly, sprouting about protecting her handmaid and taking the blame. Jiang Yu's heart gave out for her. He walks down the step to stand at her side.
As for Feng Lei's heart, it felt like she could chock from all the repress anger inside. "You...!!"
"Enough from you! Again and again! All you could do is act tough towards the weak!"
'Oh, sht first kill.' Wei Yi Yi put down her tea. If she chocks one more time, she'll be the one to puke out blood first.
As one of the royal family and as the emperor, it is Jiang Yu task to protect his people. Seeing a woman inside his palace, who could do nothing but use her rank to step down on others, felt like a mockery to his whole being.
Feng Lei grab her skirts, with a rigid motion she said, "Apologies your majesty."
An arrogant and feisty woman was reduced to this--- whether by her, the empress or by him, the emperor.
The other two are not enjoying this scene. While the blade's not at their throat yet, it's only a matter of time. Ye Ai Ning got all the attention now and there's no stealing the stage from her.
It looks like today's not the day where they could up against the emperial noble consort.
Thankfully, Shen Nian Zhen has been crying silently all along. She wipes up her tears and ceases her cries. Perfectly enduring her indignation.
Su Mei Fan has been crying silly. She pants heavily as she choked back her tears. When she thought how cunning Ye Ai Ning is, she hickup a few times. Feeling annoyed, she pumped her cheeks and they turn red.
Unknowingly, the emperor picks up on this as she was sitting closely to Ye Ai Ning. She looked weak, bullied and pitiful. As her man, Jiang Yu immediately felt concern. He scolds himself for forgetting the two whose crying.
Jiang Yu step closer. "Look at Zhen."
A moisten round and clear eyes, quite swallow and red; tears trekking to the side, passing thru her pinkish cheeks right up to her pursed lips--- Su Mei Fan called out in a low and weeping tone. "Your Majesty."
"Do not cry. You can talk slowly."
"Chenqie was just dragged down. Sh-- she grabs me and then... suddenly I'm in the water." The tears she's enduring fall down faster this time. "Fan'er was scared, your majesty. It was cold and deep... and when my foot can't touch anything... oh! Wuwuwu!"
This time, Su Mei Fan grabs her chance. She shows hesitation on her action but still falls down on his majesty's embrace. Her crying could compete with Ye Ai Ning. And while the other cry for bravery, she cries for being the complete and real victim.
And she won't say who exactly the one that involved her.
This force Shen Nian Zhen to push herself in front. "Emperor about what happened---"
"It's none of your business!" A shout from Feng Lei quickly interrupts her thought.
"Sister Feng, this consort is also involved thus it is my business."
"Trying to act hero now are we? Emperial Consort Shen is stepping out of her comfort zone? Don't kid me!"
"You! Take that back!"
They starting their own clash! For Wei Yi Yi, unbelievable is an understatement for them.
"The--- they scaring Ning'er. My emperor, please." Jiang Yu's other free hand was grabbed by Ye Ai Ning.
Two are crying on his embrace. The other is getting out of control while making the last cry too. Suddenly, Jiang Yu was stone stiff, at lost on what to do, how to react, who to coax or who to get mad at.
Wei Yi Yi saw him look at Ye Ai Ning but hesitate on letting go Su Mei Fan. He also exchanges looks between Shen Nian Zhen and Feng Lei, not knowing who to scold. Their language is getting out of control.
Calling Jiang Yu out here--- Wei Yi Yi doesn't regret anymore. Thankfully she's an escape artist and Jiang Yu is not, so have a taste for a moment.
These women, their lifeline is nothing but a tiny single man. Even if he held out both of his hand, he could only hold one dearest at a time. They are pitiful. Very much so. But so what of it? Everyone suffers; if you always justify them, who will cry for you?
What a messy workplace.
Wei Yi Yi rubs her eyes and sighs, getting back to work, she said, "My emperor. This is not proper."