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Seeing this, the Six Princess quickly put on a beaming smile, one that resembled an exaggeratedly blooming flower. She hurried a few steps to Yun Qingyu's side.
She reached out and grabbed Yun Qingyu's arm, giving it a gentle shake as she said with a smile, "Sister Seven, Miss Ling's actions were just a slip of the tongue; she certainly didn't mean to offend you."
As she spoke, she blinked her seemingly sincere eyes, filled with anticipation, trying to persuade Yun Qingyu to let the matter go. "Sister Seven, you are magnanimous; don't hold it against Miss Ling. Otherwise, Consort Duan in the palace would also find it quite difficult, wouldn't she?"
Tilting her head slightly, her gaze seemed to harbor endless grievances.
Yun Qingyu merely glanced at her calmly, her eyes betraying no emotion, like a bottomless pool of still water.
At that moment, others present began to chime in with their own words of persuasion. A man who appeared to be a minister cleared his throat and took a small step forward, bowing slightly as he said, "The Six Princess is right; Miss Ling surely did not mean any harm. Why should the Princess Consort argue with a weak woman? If Consort Duan were to learn that the Princess Consort and Miss Ling had quarreled, I doubt she would be pleased."
Surrounding individuals nodded in agreement, their heads bobbing like chicks pecking at grains, all hoping this disturbance would settle down quickly amidst a buzzing chorus of support.
"Yes, yes! It's just a trivial matter. The Princess Consort has a broad mind; let’s consider it as Miss Ling simply misspoke and not take it to heart."
Another person chimed in, smiling broadly at Yun Qingyu with an air of flattery.
Wen Zhan stood beside Yun Qingyu, his posture tall and composed. He spoke slowly and clearly, his voice resonating like a stone cast into a calm lake that interrupted the ongoing discussions. "If it were merely a slip of the tongue, Miss Ling should be kneeling in fear and apologizing right now. Yet even until now, Miss Ling has not expressed any regret for her words. Is this truly an unintentional mistake?"
As he spoke, his gaze shot towards Ling Xue like lightning, carrying a hint of inquiry as his brow furrowed slightly with seriousness.
Yun Qingyu took over the conversation with an indifferent expression. She raised her chin slightly, her tone carrying authority: "Today's incident is not simply about Miss Ling's careless words; it reflects how the Ling Family relies on military power and shows blatant disrespect towards the Princess Consort. This is a conscious act of defiance against authority and an utter disregard for hierarchy. Do you all truly believe that Miss Ling's attitude is justified?"
Her gaze swept across the faces of the crowd, sharp as a tangible blade, making everyone avert their eyes and lower their heads. The atmosphere was shrouded in an icy chill.
As her words fell, it was like a silent command; the once boisterous crowd suddenly felt as if an invisible hand had gripped their throats, and all sound ceased in an instant. The scene fell into a deathly silence, the tension thickening to an almost suffocating degree.
Yun Qingyu's expression was imposing, resembling an untouchable deity, her eyes blazing with intensity that seemed capable of piercing through the souls of those before her.
She slightly raised her chin and spoke slowly, "This Palace is the Eldest Princess of the Imperial Princess, representing the majesty of the royal family."
Her voice was steady and powerful, each word striking heavily against the hearts of the crowd. "Your disrespect towards This Palace today is a disrespect towards His Majesty. If anyone is dissatisfied, This Palace can take you to the Imperial Palace right now to discuss this matter and see how His Majesty will judge."
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