Fierce Consort

Chapter 34

Concubine Pei started crying the moment she got to the Rongan Hall.

She didn't dare cry on the way there, but luckily she was able to hold it in the whole way.

Of course she knew the old madam wouldn't do anything about this matter and would only have her endure. But she had to let the old madam know about it. Her aunt had always cherished Hong'er so she had to let her know how her cute grandson had been humiliated by the third miss. It was best if they could unite against this common enemy and think of a method to punish that arrogant lass.

The old madam naturally didn't do anything about the matter. This matter was Yan Hong's fault no matter how one looked at it. It also wasn't unreasonable for Yan Yan to punish him. After comforting Concubine Pei, the old madam had her leave. Of course, it didn't need to be mentioned that Concubine Pei had stirred up the old madam's hatred of Yan Yan.

After returning to the Ziyu Pavilion, Yan Hong was still making a fuss. He cried and howled as he threw things around while also scolding and hitting the maids. Yan Qian had stepped up to console him but before she could finish speaking, she was hit in the arm by a flying object.

Seeing Concubine Pei return, Yan Qian went to complain with teary eyes.

"Mom, control Yan Hong a little. Look at him!"

"Enough, Qian'er. Your little brother isn't happy. He's still young, you should let it slide." As she spoke, Concubine Pei stepped forward to coax Yan Hong. This little ancestor could only be stopped by Concubine Pei as of now.

Yan Qian's eyes turned red from anger. She glared hatefully at Yan Hong who was being held and coaxed by Concubine Pei before running off.

Concubine Pei didn't pay attention to her daughter who had stormed off angrily. She finally calmed her son down. The servants took this moment of peace to hurriedly clean up the room. The room returned to its previous tidy state.

"Mom, I won't copy it. I just won't. I won't copy that whatever "Rules of Brotherhood". On what basis can she punish me? Grandmother doesn't even punish me!"

Yan Hong started his studies when he was five, and had learned over a thousand words. In theory, it wasn't a difficult task for him to copy the Rules of Brotherhood. What he couldn't accept was being punished, and it was even given out by the hated Yan Yan. Most importantly, he was being punished for Yan Mo's sake.

Concubine Pei frowned and said sternly: "This "Rules of Brotherhood", you must write out. You can't be short even a single copy!"

"Based on what?" After he spoke, he started bawling again, flailing and kicking. "I want to tell grandmother...."

"Your grandmother wants you to write it out as well! Therefore, you must do so!"

Being yelled at like this, Yan Hong was a little frozen.

Concubine Pei looked at his disbelieving expression and couldn't help but comfort: "Be obedient, Hong'er. This matter was your fault to begin with. The third miss punishing you is reasonable from every perspective."

"What did I say wrong? Grandmother really doesn't like Yan Mo."

"But these words cannot be said in front of others. The third miss's grandparents are powerful, and we must depend on them for the moment. Of course your grandmother likes you and not Yan Mo, but we can't let outsiders know about such things. Be obedient. Let's tolerate them for now until your dad gets back. At that time, mom will help you get revenge....."

Concubine Pei spoke earnestly and Yan Hong's eyes grew brighter and brighter. He started feeling better about copying the scripture. Mom was right. Revenge was a dish best served cold.