"Yan'er, Youran, you are proper Young Ladies of Prominent Families from the Eight Great Sects. You are both accomplished in literature and martial arts, so you are in no way comparable to such a petty woman. There is really no need to bother with her."
Madam Ye, Baili Die, wore a smile at the corners of her lips, but her words were cold and ruthless. "Comparing yourselves to her would only lower your status. If she annoys you too much, just think of a way to make her disappear."
Lin Hanyan and Huangfu Youran exchanged a glance, then rose together and curtsied.
"Yes, Madam is right."
"You are right, Aunt."
Because of what had just happened, everyone looked calm on the surface, but their hearts were far from peaceful. Before long, Madam Ye sent the younger ones away.
*
"Miss, what's wrong? Did someone upset you?"
On the way back to the courtyard, Huangfu Youran looked extremely displeased. She was puffed up with anger, as though someone owed her several hundred taels of silver and refused to repay her.
The flowers, grass, and leaves along both sides of the path all suffered under her "vengeful hands." She tore them off haphazardly and tossed them onto the road.
The maid following beside her was completely bewildered.
"That vixen just now. Didn't you see her?"
Huangfu Youran tore the flower in her hand to pieces, then viciously flung it onto the bluestone slabs. She even stomped on it twice with her white ankle boots, venting the fury in her heart.
"That woman really has no shame. In front of so many people, she practically stuck herself to Young Master Ye."
And in the end, she had even pretended to be weak and delicate.
Wasn't she just trying to make a man feel