Chapter 12: Volume 1, Chapter 12: What Identity to Enter the Palace?

Rong Luoge really didn't know what to say; she was still using the title of Princess Consort Qi's younger sister. Do this dog couple think they're dead?

Rong Luoge put on the princess consort's splendid robes, her whole person becoming even more magnificent and exquisite; she looked at herself in the mirror and was quite satisfied, after all, a person relies on clothing.

She didn't plan to bring Cang Yun into the palace; a little maid, if anything happened, she feared she couldn't save her given her current situation.

After all, whether it was Han Yifeng or Rong Dai by her side, each wanted to stab her in the back; it was better to leave Cang Yun at the manor to rest easy.

When she went to the front courtyard, she saw Han Yifeng and Rong Dai leaning closely together; not knowing what Rong Dai had said, Han Yifeng's face bore a gentle, tender smile.

If it weren't for them using her as a stepping stone to get together, she would truly be willing to give this lovely couple's love a round of applause.

Well now...

"In broad daylight, you shameless lot without name or status aren't embarrassed; I'm embarrassed just being associated with you. If you want to be affectionate, go back to your room; don't be an eyesore here." Rong Luoge said mockingly.

Rong Dai turned to look at Rong Luoge; hearing this, her face showed a hint of grievance. "Older sister, why must you be so harsh? I know you're upset, but love cannot be forced."

Rong Luoge pinched her palm, making a crack-crack sound. "Say that again?"

Rong Dai: ……

She didn't dare!

Han Yifeng darkened his face: "What are you doing, picking fights first thing in the morning?"

"You can do it but I can't say it? If you don't want people talking about you, then don't do things that hurt morals." Rong Luoge said bluntly.

Rong Dai knew she couldn't win an argument with Rong Luoge with words, so she grabbed Prince Qi's sleeve and said softly: "Prince, don't be angry with older sister; entering the palace for the birthday celebration is what matters."

They had prepared a big show for Rong Luoge today; if it succeeded, she, as Princess Consort Qi, would have to be rolled off her position.

Want to divorce?

Dream on!

She just wanted Rong Luoge to lose all face in public, be stripped of the title of Princess Consort Qi by His Majesty, and if that could also incur guilt, all the better.

Rong Luoge owes her, and she will take it all back!

Han Yifeng, hearing Rong Dai's words, coldly stared at Rong Luoge: "Out of consideration for Dai'er speaking up for you..."

"Don't, I have no feelings for her, no need to give her face; after all, even if I enter the palace, I won't acknowledge having a concubine's daughter as a sister-in-law."

Rong Dai's expression changed; if Rong Luoge refuses to acknowledge her identity, how can she enter the palace?

Han Yifeng's anger could no longer be contained: "Rong Luoge, I advise you to be sensible; you really think I have no way to deal with you? I could crush you, and the Zhen Guo Gong Fu wouldn't even let out a fart."

Rong Luoge stretched her limbs: "Want to fight? Go ahead; I'd like to see if you can make it to the palace on time for the birthday celebration before you crush me—if you delay the auspicious hour and His Majesty blames you, I don't know if you can afford it!"

Isn't it just mutual harm?

Come on!

Han Yifeng felt utterly stifled; he just couldn't understand why, whenever facing Rong Luoge, he always ends up on the losing side.

Recalling the plan arranged in the palace, he suppressed his anger: "Fine, you're ruthless. You aren't wanting a divorce, are you? Today you bring Dai'er into the palace, let her perform well; as long as the mother consort is pleased, the divorce will go more smoothly, which is also to your benefit, right?"

Resorting to scheming when force fails—what progress!

Rong Luoge always felt these two had ill intentions, but thinking that if they could really get a divorce quickly would also be a good thing, she said: "As long as she behaves herself, there's no problem; but if she pulls any tricks, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Having reached an agreement, Rong Dai let out a light sigh, gave Prince Qi a glance, and Han Yifeng then solemnly agreed.

"Older sister, the time is almost up; let's hurry." Rong Dai said with a smile.

Rong Luoge really admired Rong Dai's thick skin; she boarded her carriage without expression, watching Rong Dai climb aboard, thinking about the divorce, she held back and didn't drive her away.

Han Yifeng rode ahead, holding in his breath with a dark face, as if he owed someone 250.

Along the way, Rong Dai was very well-behaved; knowing Prince Qi wasn't present, she just sat quietly without a word.

Rong Luoge didn't even glance at her, only thinking about what would happen after entering the palace; although she couldn't fathom the plot between Rong Dai and Han Yifeng, it basically boiled down to wanting her to embarrass herself or break some taboo, so she stayed cautious.

As they were about to reach the palace gate, Rong Dai turned her head to look at the meditating Rong Luoge, took a deep breath to make her expression look gentle and harmless, then spoke softly: "I know you have many misunderstandings about me, older sister, but these can be resolved, right? You should know that with my status I cannot become Princess Consort Qi, and I pose no threat to you; why can't you tolerate me? I won't compete with you for status; I just want a place to settle."

She's putting on an act again!

Rong Luoge turned a deaf ear, still keeping her eyes closed and silent.

Rong Dai gritted her teeth in hatred, but she couldn't beat Rong Luoge, so she continued to act pitiful: "Older sister, what grudge could there be between us? Before you returned to the manor, the lady constantly targeted me, forbidding me to acknowledge my ancestry. She… clearly knew I loved the prince, yet deliberately asked my father to let you return; all this is the lady's malicious intent, what does it have to do with me? Frankly, I'm just another victim of her oppression. We're both suffering; shouldn't we join forces against the lady?"

Rong Luoge thought, with a mouth that can turn black and white, no wonder Han Yifeng gets drunk in the gentle countryside, no wonder Ming Yuhua is fooled by her like a fool; she really does have some talent.

Rong Luoge didn't want to hear her nonsense anymore, opened her eyes and looked at her: "Rong Dai, what you blame has nothing to do with me; in my view, Han Yifeng can do anything for love, striving to marry you as his proper wife, while you are selfish and cunning, unable to die for true love—you two are a wolf-and-fox pair, a natural match. If you don't shut up, watch out for my fists that don't know where they'll land; you don't want to walk into the palace with two black eyes, do you?"

Hearing this, Rong Dai's face twisted somewhat; how could Rong Luoge be so impervious to persuasion? She clearly wasn't like this before.

Now she's not just hard to fool, but also quick to resort to force to suppress people—utterly unreasonable.

Rong Dai still thought that if she could persuade Rong Luoge, that would be best; then after entering the palace she could smoothly carry out the plan.

But since reason fails, there are other ways to deal with it; she simply shut her mouth.

Rong Luoge, this isn't my fault; I gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it, you're courting death—really, no one can stop you.

The carriage was stopped at the palace gate; Rong Luoge and Rong Dai got out, Han Yifeng came over to join them, and led them through the gate into the palace.

The majestic and splendid palace, bathed in the morning sun, had its colorful glazed tiles shining brilliantly.

Along the long, solemn palace road, attendants on both sides stood with heads bowed in reverence; passing palace maids and eunuchs hurried by, and upon seeing them from afar would bow and salute, only resuming their passage after they had passed.

At this moment, Rong Luoge felt the shock this palace gave her; this is a microcosm of imperial authority.