Chapter 5: Where Is Her Knife?

Chapter 5: Where Is Her Blade?

On the way back from the Eternal Longevity Palace, she didn’t take the usual route past the Flying Immortal Terrace, only to unexpectedly run into Shen Yufu again. This time, Shen Yufu was without her usual two companions, accompanied only by two palace maids. The three of them were viciously beating a young eunuch, their ferocity truly astonishing.

“Go and find out what’s going on,” the woman in the red gown ordered immediately.

Hong Chang quickly approached a bystander and returned shortly after. “Your Highness, when you kicked Shen Zhaoyi just now, she fell into the bushes, and some branches scratched her face. The young eunuch is responsible. She deliberately brought people here to take it out on him.”

Scratched? Why hadn’t she noticed any wounds before?

“Should we help him? The young eunuch isn’t moving; is he going to be beaten to death?”

Ye Wanwan wasn’t particularly eager to help, but since the young eunuch was inadvertently involved because of her, she felt she should intervene.

“Stop!”

Shen Yufu halted, her expression sour as she saw Ye Wanwan approaching. “I’m just punishing a servant. Does the Noble Consort need to interfere?”

Ye Wanwan tapped her palm with her fan and replied coolly, “I am indeed interfering. What are you going to do about it? Leave now, or shall I have you removed?”

“You!” Shen Yufu stomped her foot in anger. “Ye Wanwan, you are too much.”

With that, she lifted her skirt and walked away.

That was it?

She had expected a far fiercer outburst.

Too much? If you can bully others, why wait until you fall from grace to become a joke? Besides, it was Ye Wanwan who struck first; Shen Yufu venting her anger on an innocent young eunuch was bullying as well.

Her gaze fell on the small figure curled up on the ground, motionless. Ye Wanwan frowned. “Hey, are you still alive?”

Hong Chang gently nudged him. “Are you alright? The Noble Consort is asking you something.”

The young eunuch stirred slightly, lifted his eyes to glance at Ye Wanwan, then bowed and knelt, saying in careful tones, “Thank you, Noble Consort, for your rescue.”

Ye Wanwan had initially paid little attention, but the moment he raised his eyes, she clearly saw those eyes—clear, with a deep, dark blue glow.

Blue eyes were uncommon but not extraordinary. The regions surrounding the Liang Empire included many small foreign states, each with distinctive appearances and physiques, and eye colors varied accordingly.

Brown and black eyes were common among the Liang people, with more translucent shades like glass blue. In more distant lands, gold, silver, and blue eyes were found.

As the imperial capital, many foreigners came to Liang, so this was not unusual.

Yet, these eyes were different from any she had seen before—not sky blue, but ink blue, shining like precious gems.

“Lift your head.”

The young eunuch hesitated, raising his head only slightly.

Ye Wanwan leaned forward, pressing her folding fan under his chin to force him to look up.

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