My Unrivaled Princess: I Won’t Mess With You

While they were exchanging formalities, Feng Qing and the servants were still busy unloading Luo Qianqian’s betrothal gifts, box after box, carriage after carriage.

“Yes daddy, I’m Qianqian’s older sister, seeing how happy Qianqian and Prince Eighth are, of course I should come congratulate her in person.” with that Luo Yuyan came closer to Luo Qianqian and took her by the hand.

Luo Qianqian found that amusing, what had this Luo Yuyan taken her for? A fool? A complete fool? She subtly kept some distance from Luo Yuyan.

Luo Yuyan took a glimpse on a box, and that threw her in a rage.

Are those clothes… made of yamamai silk?

That was such a precious fabric, even Her Majesty would only have one or two gowns made of yamamai silk, but Luo Qianqian had a whole box of yamamai silk fabric?!

And those fancy and exquisite jewelries, she hadn’t seen such designs her whole life! ‘All those treasures could have been mine, mine! A little bitxx doesn’t deserve that!’

She clenched her fists subconsciously, she was mad jealous.

She had thought there was nothing serious between Luo Qianqian and Prince Eighth, she even hoped Luo Qianqian would be abandoned by Prince Eighth soon.

But now, seeing this, she thought Luo Qianqian was about to lead a much luxurious life than her.

Prime Minister Luo replied Luo Yuyan, “That’s good, have you seen Keer?”

The First Lady said, “Yeah, she didn’t come because she was still in pain I suppose.”

Prime Minister Luo now recalled when he went to check on his third daughter last night, she was not in a great condition, all those wounds from scratching, it might take her up to a few months t heal.

He nodded, and thinking probably he could come up with some other excuse to take away all those treasures.

“Qianqian, do you think it’s a good idea to store all those treasures in the little treasury in Luo Pavilion?” asked The First Lady with a fake smile.

‘Great, no beating around the bush.’

Luo Qianqian acted she was curious and replied, “Oh? Interesting. What’s your suggestion, madam?”

The First Lady sensed the hostility and replied, “Little four, what are you talking about? Like I want to take them away from you.”

“You do, don’t you?” demanded Luo Qianqian, she would never forget how The First Lady had been treating her, all those scars left on her body!

The First Lady was too smart to get her own hands dirty, so she always framed Luo Qianqian on the sly and got Luo Qianqian in trouble.

This black belly woman now showed up all smiling and kind, hmm, something was about ti happen and Luo Qianqian won’t fall.

“Little four, I was just trying to help, I think it’s a good idea to ask your father to take care of the treasures for the time being, and how dare you to ask me in that tone, I’m your legitimate mother.”

With that she turned to the Prime Minister Luo , “Look at little four, how could she treat me like this?”

Luo Yuyan also chimed in, “Fourth Sister, me and mother are here to congratulate you, you shouldn’t say such a thing to mother.”

Prime Minister Luo was annoyed by this, but he didn’t want to raise a rumpus in the presence of Feng Qing, so he scolded the mother and daughter, “Shush, you two. What are you up to? You want a share of these treasures?”

The First Lady was totally shocked.

She was shocked that Prime Minister Luo scolded her, shouldn’t they be working together and take away the treasures first?

As long as they could snatch away the treasures first, surely they could figure out a plan to divide them.

“Prime Minister Luo , what’s going on?” asked The First Lady with disbelief.

Little did The First Lady know that Prime Minister Luo was already asked to leave by Feng Qing and Luo Qianqian before she arrived, and now she brought up the topic of them keeping the betrothal gifts for Luo Qianqian again, it all looked too obvious.

And Prime Minister Luo was in a rage.

“Daddy, what happened? Why did you yell at mother?” Luo Yuyan was also quite dumbfounded.

‘Is daddy really going to let Luo Qianqian have all these treasures? No! She doesn’t deserve it!’

“Shush, you two.” Prime Minister Luo was getting more and more impatient, now he was just venting his anger on the mother and daughter.

He thought it was all their fault, he could have had a chance if it weren’t them.

“Why did you yell at me? What have I done?” asked The First Lady with tears in her eyes, she and Prime Minister Luo had been married for two decades, this was the first time that Prime Minister Luo scolded her, she felt embarrassed.

“Enough! Yuyan, your mother needs some rest.” Prime Minister Luo demanded their leaving.

A touch of fear flashed across Luo Yuyan’s eyes, ‘Daddy doesn’t love us any more?’

‘Is daddy going to dote Luo Qianqian due to Prince Eighth?’

Luo Yuyan did not want to leave, not empty-handed!

“Are you done?” asked Luo Qianqian with indifference.

The three turned to look at Luo Qianqian in unison, and none of the look was friendly.

Luo Qianqian yawned and rubbed her temples, she added, “If you are done, please leave my yard, me and Feng Qing are kind of busy. Right, father?”

Prime Minister Luo found the way Luo Qianqian called him very unpleasant, but there was nothing he could do.

He wouldn’t dare to give Luo Qianqian a piece of his mind in front of Feng Qing, it was no difference than courting death.

Prime Minister Luo took a deep breath and said, “Let’s go!”

The First Lady and Luo Yuyan refused to leave, they were determined to have a share of Luo Qianqian’s betrothal gifts.

Seeing that, Prime Minister Luo rushed them and he pounded The First Lady on her back which rendered her almost falling on the ground.

The First Lady thought it was all Luo Qianqian’s fault, she shot a glimpse at Luo Qianqian.

“Great, Yuyan, let’s go!”

“But mother… …” Luo Yuyan left the yard unwillingly.

Seeing their receding figures, Luo Qianqian made a face at Feng Qing, “Please say a thanks to Murong Yun for me.”

Feng Qing was dazzled by that bright smile, it took him a little while to earth himself, he nodded, “Consider it done, Your Highness.”

Feng Qing now seemed to understand why Prince Eighth had fallen for Luo Qianqian, not only because she had a beautiful face, but also she was such a special girl, so alive and dazzling.

Hearing how Feng Qing addressed her, Luo Qianqian pouted, “Not ‘Your Highness’ so fast, me and your master are not married yet.”

Feng Qing replied, “Yes, my bad, Your Highness.”