But this is not the end.
Tang Zhuyun pressed the Seventh Prince's arm down with her knee, slapped him repeatedly across the face, then got up and kicked him hard in the groin.
"I never imagined you were this useless!" Tang Zhuyun said while beating the Seventh Prince.
She knew exactly what this maggot was thinking, so she simply set a trap to lure him here.
"You dare hit me, you slut, you..."
Tang Zhuyun punched and kicked, shouting, "Even if I'm a worn-out shoe, scum like you can't afford to wear me!"
Song Jingyang hesitated in a low voice, "This... this could kill someone, wouldn't it?"
The Prince of Jin sneered, "The coffin is just right, I'll keep it for him."
If you're going to kill him, you deserve it!
Tang Zhuyun finally did something that pleased him, allowing him to vent his pent-up frustration.
Song Jingyang muttered to himself, "How are we going to handle this?"
end?
Tang Zhuyun stated that she had no intention of ending the matter at all.
The point is to make a big fuss about this, to establish her authority, so that no one will dare to provoke her again.
"Someone's there." Prince of Jin pulled Song Jingyang into the shadows.
A deafening gong rang out, Xiu'er ran over, peering into the scene in the mourning hall. While banging the gong, she shouted, "Come and see! Shameless! The Seventh Prince is going to force himself on the concubine in the mourning hall!"
Tang Zhuyun: "You better show some grief!"
She was so happy; anyone who didn't know better would think she had invited everyone to a live show!
Xiu'er: "Miss, may I borrow your handkerchief?"
She pulled out a handkerchief and handed it to Xiu'er, saying, "There was a lot of chili water in it; it almost made me go blind from crying today. Be careful."
The Prince of Jin: It's confirmed that I don't like him.
You wouldn't even shed a single tear, you Tang Zhuzi!
Xiu'er took the handkerchief, wiped her eyes with it, and tears streamed down her face. "Miss, you were too cruel."
"What's this?"
Tang Zhuyun suddenly bent down to untie the Seventh Prince's belt.
"Girl, this won't do!" Xiu'er cried out anxiously, "The people are almost here!"
"Of course he can't! But he's good at dying." Tang Zhuyun tore open his robe, ripped off his handkerchief and held it in her hand, then kicked the Seventh Prince hard. The latter rolled under the coffin, clutching his lower body and groaning incessantly.
"Now you know? Even if the prince dies, he can still keep you pinned down! You bastard!"
That bright red handkerchief—what a slutty, shameless bastard!
"Enough with the nonsense, let's get to the gong!"
"Good."
Xiu'er started wailing again.
Hearing footsteps, she whispered, "Girl, the last time I cried like this was when my father died."
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
Song Jingyang: "How could they be so stupid! Seventh Master is still here, aren't they afraid he'll hear Seventh Master?"
"Don't worry, because the Seventh is crippled." Prince of Jin's eyes revealed admiration.
He hadn't expected Tang Zhuyun to be so swift, ruthless, and decisive.
From the moment the Seventh Prince started flirting with her until now, only half a day has passed, yet she has already made a decisive move to bring him down.
This courage and determination are something many men lack.
"It's ruined?" Song Jingyang's eyes widened. "The needle that the concubine mentioned, it's ruined?"
The Prince of Jin ignored him.
Tang Baixin arrived with many guests who had stayed for dinner.
Tang Zhuyun threw herself into her brother's arms, sobbing uncontrollably. "Brother, the Prince's body is barely cold, and Seventh Master is already trying to lay a hand on me in the mourning hall; brother, if it weren't for Yanran, I would have already smashed my head against the coffin to my death rather than suffer this humiliation!"
She's not satisfied that the Seventh Prince couldn't be brought to his knees after he flirted with his half-sister-in-law, especially in the mourning hall!
The Seventh Prince Wuji flirted with her in front of so many people; many heard it.
If she were to swallow her anger, she would have to bear this injustice; but she dared to make a scene. A woman with nothing to lose has nothing to fear. Could she, a widow who had received the Emperor's commendation, not throw mud at him?
What's more, he already harbored such despicable thoughts, and he foolishly and proudly let so many people know about them.
If he doesn't die, who will?
Tang Baixin trembled with anger, snatched the handkerchief from her hand, and said, "Let's go, let's go to the palace and ask the Emperor to settle this for you!"
When the Emperor learned of this, he was so angry that his heart condition almost flared up, and he ordered the Seventh Prince to pack his things and leave the capital overnight.
In this desolate place, without any official title, even the Seventh Prince's birth mother, Consort Rong, was reprimanded by the Emperor and lost his favor.
The government and the public were shocked.
The Seventh Prince became the first prince in the history of the dynasty to be banished from the capital without a title, slinking away like a stray dog.
This whole affair started because of Tang Zhuyun —that infatuated girl with a terrible reputation, who actually managed to bring down the Seventh Prince.
Why doesn't Your Majesty think that it was that infatuated girl who seduced the Seventh Prince?
Tang Zhuyun said, "Because she has deep feelings for Prince of Jin, her emotions have moved Heaven, and Your Majesty is wise enough to see it!"
Soon after, the Emperor summoned Tang Zhuyun again.
Tang Zhuyun was a little nervous, unsure whether the Emperor wanted to talk about the Seventh Prince or something else entirely.
Nanny Rong replied, "Your Highness, this old servant will accompany you to see the Emperor."
Tang Zhuyun was eager for someone to embolden her, so she dragged Nanny Rong along with her.
The Emperor inquired about what happened that day, Tang Zhuyun truthfully recounted it, though she embellished it somewhat.
"The Seventh Prince tried to take advantage of me, but I've done manual labor at home since I was little, and I never expected him to be so useless that he couldn't even beat me. I admit I hit him hard, but thinking of Your Highness, I even felt like I wanted to die with him."
Suddenly, Nanny Rong said, "The Seventh Prince also said that a concubine is still a concubine, and if the concubine wants to have a good life in the future, she has to listen to him."
Tang Zhuyun: That scumbag didn't say that, did he?
That scumbag thought getting her was a piece of cake, and he was incredibly charming, so he hadn't even considered using coercion!
But why did Nanny Rong say that?
Tang Zhuyun lowered her head, lost in thought.
The emperor remained silent for a long time.
Nanny Rong continued, "The concept of 'status' can be incredibly powerful; countless tragedies have arisen from it, and the painful lessons of the past almost led to a recurrence."
Tang Zhuyun: What is all this? What did she miss? Why can't she understand?
However, she heard and understood what was said next.
She heard the Emperor say, "Nanny Rong, do you think this is appropriate?"
Nanny Rong said, "This old servant dares not speak presumptuously, but if... she were here, she would think it would be appropriate."
Then, as if struck by lightning, the Emperor declared, "In that case, issue my decree: Tang Zhuyun is hereby conferred the title of Princess Consort of Prince of Jin."
Tang Zhuyun was struck by lightning and was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.
--With the death of the Prince of Jin, has her career skyrocketed?
She's leveled up every three days, and now she's a princess?
Is the "strong female lead" drama back? Turns out this is a ghost marriage story.
Holy crap, Your Highness, please don't climb into my bed tonight, I'm scared!