Chapter 28: The Disabled Young Lady (28)

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Chapter 28: The Disabled Miss (28)

Su Kui choked on a piece of crab meat, nearly gasping for air.

"Cough, cough, cough..." She hurriedly gulped down some tea, eyes wide as she stared at Jun Mo.

She couldn't have misread him, could she? When Jun Mo spoke those words, he was clearly gesturing toward her.

"What on earth are you doing?" Su Kui parted her lips, asking silently.

She wanted to latch onto a powerful figure, but not to the point of giving herself away.

"Shh—" Jun Mo smiled silently, pressing a finger to his thin lips.

The scene erupted into a buzz of activity, with everyone present whispering to one another.

What was the Feng family trying to do today? They were stealing the spotlight entirely.

The Old Madam’s face turned from red to white. She glanced hesitantly at Su Kui, who wore a look of pure confusion, realizing that she, too, was in the dark.

Sighing, she whispered, "Ran'er, what is going on? The Prince, he..."

Su Kui shook her head innocently. "Grandmother, Ran'er doesn't know either. Don't worry, let's just watch."

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Yuan Chen was also stunned. It wasn't until he was certain he hadn't misheard that he asked with a puzzled look, "Uncle, to whom are you referring?"

"Heh, the Emperor himself said that Grand Tutor Feng has taught his daughter well. Surely his eldest daughter must possess excellent character. As it happens, my estate is in need of a Princess. I wonder if the Emperor would be willing to part with her?"

Jun Mo wore an expression of complete sincerity while spouting nonsense, causing the many noble ladies present who had witnessed Su Kui's brutal behavior that day to roll their eyes.

Her character is excellent? Then we must be fairies descended from the heavens, bursting with pure kindness!

That day, Su Kui had slapped Yu Yingying several times, leaving her face swollen for a full week. She had wanted revenge, but the matter was eventually dropped without a trace. Even Aunt Tan acted as if she hadn't seen a thing, terrifying Yu Yingying so much that she never dared to provoke Su Kui again.

As Jun Mo’s words fell, the crowd’s gaze shifted to find the candidate for his future Princess. They saw a stunningly beautiful young girl calmly sipping tea and couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. Isn't this playing entirely outside the rules?

Her appearance was impeccable, her temperament was elegant, and her composure was unshakable.

But—

The officials and noblewomen couldn't help but fix their eyes on the wheelchair she sat in, their expressions flickering.

Were they hallucinating? Perhaps there was another Grand Tutor Feng in the court?

After all, marrying a Princess who couldn't walk was not only a matter of losing face, but it would also be highly inconvenient for managing a household.

But the next second, someone shattered their illusions.

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"Uncle, are you referring to... Consort Rou’s elder sister?" It wasn't just the crowd; even Yuan Chen wondered if he had misheard.

Had Uncle lost his mind? Being as ambitious as he was, he was actually taking the initiative to ask for a cripple—a woman discarded by her own family.

Jun Mo looked deeply at Su Kui. In those fathomless eyes lay many emotions she couldn't decipher, yet they made her heart surge in response.

He stated firmly, "Naturally. Surely the Emperor will not refuse?"

He did not use a questioning tone; instead, he sounded as if he were delivering a final, irrevocable verdict.

Yuan Chen gave an awkward laugh, his expression darkening slightly. "Haha, what are you saying, Uncle? This is the first time you’ve ever asked me for anything; how could I possibly refuse?"

"It’s just... are you certain you want to take the eldest Miss Feng as your primary consort? If you ask me, the position of Princess should be held by a woman capable of managing the household affairs." Yuan Chen pressed for confirmation, though in his heart, he was eager to agree immediately while forced to maintain the facade of a considerate ruler.

A frost suddenly descended upon Jun Mo’s features. He replied coldly, "That is unnecessary. There will be only one mistress in my estate. If a Princess must attend to every trivial matter herself, then what are the servants in my house for?"