The Female Psychology PhD Who Time Traveled to the Royal Harem-Chapter 532

"Beat this little bastard to death! How dare he steal my spotlight? I am Master Mei's senior disciple. You can only step up when I'm no longer useful, understand?"

"It's Master Mei's senior disciple who should take the stage when Master Mei loses his voice. Even if the senior disciple is injured, there are still the second and third disciples. When did it ever become your turn, a newcomer, to seek favor in front of the noble guests?"

"Scar his face! Once he's disfigured, he won't be able to perform anymore. Let's see how he flaunts himself then!"

"Stop!"

Just as Lan Xiaolou thought he was about to be beaten to death, a sharp cry rang out, startling everyone.

The warm yellow light from the lanterns behind the girl shone brilliantly, making her appear like a deity, her beauty awe-inspiring and her presence commanding respect without anger.

She stopped those who were holding knives and preparing to slash Lan Xiaolou's face: "How dare you harm someone in my household? Do you have a death wish? Guards, seize them!"

The people in the opera house, thinking they had offended a noble, fled in panic.

"Are you alright?"

"I am the second young lady of this household. Can you get up on your own?"

That summer, thanks to Jiang Xinyue's intervention, Lan Xiaolou quickly gained Master Mei's favor.

She not only saved his life but also shared a deep understanding with him.

From Jiang Xinyue's ninth to fourteenth year, the obscure apprentice Lan Xiaolou became the renowned star of Cuili Garden, known as Cuiyu Tower.

Countless noblewomen and young ladies from wealthy families would spend fortunes just to catch a glimpse of him.

Jiang Xinyue became the only one who could see him anytime, without spending a single coin.

Because to him, she was the only light in his world.

The pastries from Dongque Street were exquisite in color, aroma, and taste, and Sister Yue loved them dearly.

"Little ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‍Peach, stop here for a moment. Go buy some white jade cakes."

Little Peach glanced up at him, her eyes filled with resentment, but she swallowed her jealousy and got off the carriage.

Master Cui bought white jade cakes every day for the second young master who frequented the opera house.

He had only heard of the second young master but had never seen him, as Master Cui kept him well hidden.

The people in the opera house speculated that Master Cui might have a preference for men.

But today was different. Master Cui was about to visit the Jiang Household.

Although the Jiang Family was an official household, they were only of the fifth rank. In the capital, where even a falling signboard could hit a third-rank official, they were hardly remarkable.

If it weren't for the second young lady of the Jiang Family having some connection with the second young master, how could they possibly invite the famous Master Cui of the capital?

It was said that because Jiang Xinyue had managed to invite Master Cui, she had earned the high praise of her father, Lord Jiang.

"Slap!"

The Jiang Household was elegant and luxurious, not at all like a poor family, suggesting they had some wealth.

As soon as Lan Xiaolou was led into the main courtyard, he heard the sound of a slap.

Following that, a woman's sharp voice rang out: "Don't think that just because you managed to do one small thing in front of your father, you can act all high and mighty. A concubine-born daughter is still a lowly servant. You're not even fit to carry Sister Tong's shoes. Get out and kneel in the courtyard. Don't get up until you've come to your senses."

"Madam, Master Cui of Cuiyu Tower has arrived."

Lady Zhou adjusted her appearance and put on a proper smile. "Please show him in."

Jiang Yutong, standing nearby, caught sight of the young man in white robes walking gracefully toward them and, for the first time, showed a hint of shyness, which Jiang Xinyue noticed.

She sneered, her posture straight, and as she passed by Lan Xiaolou, she let him see the slap mark on her cheek.

Lan Xiaolou's gentle eyes quickly filled with anger, but when Jiang Xinyue knelt in the corridor, he lowered his gaze to hide the fury in his eyes.

The commotion in the Jiang Household that day had nothing to do with Jiang Xinyue. The mistress of the house had ordered her to kneel, and no one could save her.

"Miss!"

The main courtyard was quiet, with only dim lanterns casting faint light. Lady Zhou had deliberately ordered the servants to remove the extra lights and gave all the servants in the main courtyard a special privilege, allowing them to go to the garden to watch the opera.

This conveniently allowed Xi Que to sneak in and see her young mistress.

"These are the pastries Young Master Xiaolou bought for you, Miss. Please have some!"

The white jade cakes emitted a tempting aroma, but Jiang Xinyue didn't even glance at them. With a sweep of her hand, she knocked the pastries to the ground.

"Didn't I tell you to bring Father here?"

Xi Que bit her lip, filled with self-reproach. "Miss, I'm useless. The master was busy entertaining his colleagues, and Lady Zhou was watching closely. I couldn't get near him."

"Well, well!"

Jiang Yutong, dressed in luxurious clothing, emerged from the shadows with a smile. "Little sister, still thinking of tattling to Father? Just wait and see if he pays any attention to you."

Her expression was so smug that it pushed Jiang Xinyue's malice to its peak.

Her father's indifference, Lady Zhou's abuse, Jiang Yutong's gloating...

Why?

Why was she treated as inferior just because she was born to a concubine? Why should she be treated like a servant?

"Hah!"

Jiang Xinyue pulled out the soft cushion from under her knees and threw it forcefully at Jiang Yutong.

Xi Que was startled and quickly knelt down. While Jiang Yutong was still in shock, she grabbed the cushion and stuffed it into her chest.

"Jiang Xinyue!"

A scream pierced the night, but the girl enduring the scolding only laughed more joyfully. "Look at how ugly you are, consumed by jealousy. Do you really think Cuiyu Tower would like someone as hideous as you?"

Jiang Yutong was both shocked and furious, her breath quickening, her fair face turning red.

But that wasn't enough. Jiang Xinyue leaned closer and whispered softly in her ear, "Sister, the one he likes... is me."

Her graceful figure stepped back, directing Jiang Yutong's gaze to the white jade cakes now covered in dirt on the ground. "What you desperately desire, I... discard like trash."

Jiang Yutong was so enraged that she raised her hand to slap Jiang Xinyue.

But before her hand could land, Jiang Xinyue grabbed it tightly. Her sinister gaze made Jiang Yutong freeze in fear.

Just as Jiang Yutong thought she would be pushed to the ground, Jiang Xinyue's expression suddenly changed, and she cried out as she fell to the floor.

"You little wretch..."

Without thinking, driven by the words that Cuiyu Tower liked Jiang Xinyue, Jiang Yutong lost all reason and pinned Jiang Xinyue down, ready to strike her repeatedly.

"Jiang Yutong! What are you doing?"

Jiang Yankun's furious voice boomed, his face filled with shame at the sight of his eldest daughter behaving so crudely.

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Jiang Xinyue gave a taunting smile to the terrified Jiang Yutong, then covered her face and let tears stream down her cheeks. "Sister, I was wrong. I shouldn't have gone to invite Master Cui from Cuili Garden for Father. I just... I just wanted to show my filial piety. I didn't mean to steal Father's attention from you. Please, please stop hitting me."

She had been tricked!

As Jiang Yutong was pulled away from Jiang Xinyue, her vision darkened, and she fainted—out of sheer rage.

But Jiang Yankun didn't see it that way, and neither did the noblewomen who had followed him.

They all thought Jiang Yutong was just trying to escape the situation.