Rebirth on the wedding night, being doted on by the scumbag elder brother

Qing Fei had a blank expression on her face, but she felt a chill in her heart.

Heartbroken? I'm afraid I was extremely happy! Thinking of my child, that innocent life was taken away just like that.

Ye Qianyao didn't notice Qing Fei's expression and was still feeling smug in her heart, thinking that her words not only showed sisterhood but also won Qing Fei's favor.

She never dreamed that the Concubine Qing in front of her would be her deceased sister Ye Ziru.

After entering the hall, Ye Qianyao sat down carefully with a smile on her face.

"Someone, bring the tea." Ye Ziru said calmly.

The maid immediately brought the teapot.

Ye Ziru picked up the teapot and said to Ye Qianyao, "Madam Shen, let me pour the tea for you myself, so you must accept it."

Ye Qianyao panicked: "I don't deserve it, please let me pour the tea myself."

"You're welcome. Come on, let me pour this glass." Ye Ziru insisted.

"Well...thank you very much, Your Majesty." Ye Qianyao forced a smile and took the teacup with both hands. She thought to herself that this trip seemed to be quite effective and she had already won half of Concubine Qing's favor. She just needed to give it some more time.

Just as she was secretly delighted, she suddenly felt a burning sensation, her hand slipped, and the teacup shattered.

"what."

The ground was covered with debris and water stains. The back of her hand was red and swollen, and she was in so much pain that tears were welling up in her eyes.

"Empress, this..." Ye Qianyao didn't know what to do. She never expected that the scalding hot tea would be poured directly on her hands, and she never expected that she would accidentally break the teacup.

Ye Ziru just raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but her eyes were as cold as ice.

"Oh, Madam Shen, don't you want the tea I poured for you?"

"No, no." Ye Qianyao hurriedly shook her head, "I deserve to die for not being able to hold the tea steadily, Your Majesty. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"Since it's not intentional, forget it." Ye Ziru looked at the palace maid beside her, "Bring another cup over."

"Yes, sir." The maid nervously went to get a new cup, knowing that whenever the empress showed such a sneer, someone would be in trouble.

Although it is unclear how Mrs. Shen offended the Empress, I can only pray for her silently.

Ye Qianyao endured the pain on the back of her hand and reached out to take the tea again. Ye Ziru smiled coldly and slowly poured the boiling water into the cup.

As the teacup got hotter, Ye Qianyao felt her fingers burning, but she had to grit her teeth and endure it. She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the tea overflowed the edge.

Ye Qianyao never expected that Concubine Qing did not stop the teapot in her hand. The boiling hot tea overflowed from the cup, flowed down the edge of the cup, and dripped directly onto her hand.

"Ah." She couldn't help but gasp and instinctively wanted to let go.

"Madam Shen." A threatening voice sounded, and Ye Ziru still had a faint smile on her face, "I am a little slow in pouring tea, please forgive me, Madam Shen."

Ye Qianyao was in so much pain that tears were about to come out. The back of her hand turned red and blisters soon formed. But even so, she didn't dare to let go, for fear that breaking the teacup would offend Empress Qing.

This sudden change made Ye Qianyao confused. How could the Empress Qing, who was so kind just now, suddenly change her expression? How did she offend the other party?

"Empress..." Ye Qianyao's voice trembled.

Ye Ziru didn't even raise her eyelids until the last drop of tea in the teapot was poured out.

At this time, Ye Qianyao's hands were so painful that she had lost consciousness and could only hold the teacup tremblingly.

"Drink it while it's hot. The tea is most fragrant at this time." Ye Ziru put down the teapot and spoke gently.

But these words sounded as cold as an ice knife, making people shudder.

Although she was extremely reluctant, under the pressure from Concubine Qing, Ye Qianyao had to swallow the scalding tea.

"Your Majesty, I, your humble servant..." Ye Qianyao tried to ask.

However, the expression of Empress Qing on the other side was still as calm as water, as if nothing had happened. If it weren't for the pain in her hand reminding her, Ye Qianyao would almost doubt whether she was dreaming.

"Your Majesty, I don't know how I have offended you..." She asked cautiously.

"Oh?" Ye Ziru finally raised her eyes, "What did Madam Shen say?"

"No, nothing..." Ye Qianyao suppressed the fear in her heart and shook her head.

The cakes that came next horrified her even more. A plate of exquisite cakes was placed in front of her, with traces of rats gnawing on it, and even a few black and gray rat hairs!

Ye Ziru smiled and said, "Try it. I specially asked the kitchen to make this. The cooking skills are excellent. It tastes great and is rare in the capital."

Looking at the scene in front of her, Ye Qianyao was trembling all over. Even the most obtuse person could see that all this was done to embarrass her.

"My Lady..." she called out in a trembling voice.

"Try it quickly. Why aren't you eating it? Could it be that the snacks I specially asked the imperial chef to make are not to Madam Shen's taste?" There was a hint of unquestionable majesty in Ye Ziru's voice.

Under her gaze, Ye Qianyao had no choice but to bite the bullet and eat the cake.

Although the pastry looked exquisite and tempting, it tasted like wax in her mouth. What's worse, she knew there were traces of mice gnawing on the pastry and a few tiny mouse hairs, making it almost difficult for her to swallow.

However, she knew that if she angered Qing Fei, the consequences would be disastrous.

Even if it is a bowl of rotten water, you have to force yourself to drink it.

So, she suppressed her discomfort and continued chewing.

"Mrs. Shen, how does it taste?" Ye Ziru asked with a smug smile on her face.

Ye Qianyao forced a smile and replied, "It's delicious. I've never tasted such exquisite pastries. Thank you for your gift, Your Majesty."

"As long as you like it." Ye Ziru took a sip of tea with satisfaction, a subtle light flashing in her eyes.

Ye Qianyao felt a chill and regretted deeply. She was not allowed to leave Luoyang Palace until the sun set.

As soon as she got out of the door, she hurried away, as if she was running away from something terrible. Thinking of the humiliation she had suffered today and seeing her hands blistered from the burns, she couldn't help but shudder.

Just as she was leaving quickly, a disdainful voice came from behind her: "Oh, are you in such a hurry to leave? I thought Madam Shen would stay and chat with us for a few more words."

In order to please Concubine Qing, Ye Qianyao's performance today has caused dissatisfaction among other noble ladies. Now when they see her, they look down on her.

Ye Qianyao ignored him and just left quickly.

Another noblewoman laughed and said, "You really think you are a famous lady in the capital. Do you think that you can be superior to others just by pleasing Concubine Qing?"

The others laughed and looked down on Ye Qianyao even more. But at this moment, Ye Qianyao's mind was not here at all.

After returning to the mansion, she was still in shock and trembling all over.

Shen Yuming rarely came to her room to inquire about the situation. All he cared about was how to get closer to Qing Fei through Ye Qianyao in order to have a smooth career.