Chapter 668: The Mad Husband Protector Si Fuqing (1)

Translator: _Min

[Honestly, this is watchable. It looks like this variety show has cast her as just a pretty face. I don’t get Si Fuqing’s team; anyone with a bit of sense wouldn’t have her on a career-oriented show at this juncture. She hasn’t even attended university.]

[She’s definitely overreaching. With an RM endorsement in hand and her first role as the lead in a xianxia drama directed by the acclaimed Tang Haiqiu, she probably thought she was on the rise. Then it all crashed when she was placed in the medical group, haha, no more riding on popularity now.]

[To be honest, her enrollment at Northern State No. 1 Middle School must have been a publicity stunt too. Her peer, Song Yanzhi, has stopped all other activities to prepare for next year’s college entrance exam, yet Si Fuqing still has time for variety shows… Let’s see how well she does on her exams.] Indeed, many in the circle envied Si Fuqing.

Having ascended from being universally criticized to owning the top spot among female idols with thirty million Weibo followers, her luck seemed excessively good.

Everyone had to admit that it was a remarkably successful turnaround.

However, her rapid rise made many wary.

After all, the resources in the entertainment industry were finite, and what Si Fuqing secured, others lost.

Not to mention, each year, countless individuals vie desperately for a spot in the limelight.

[Si Fuqing really shouldn’t have joined this variety show. Forget about which group she chose; the legal group alone includes interns who could secure spots at Xingtian Law. The arts group features star guests like Zou Hanyang and Lan Sian, both members of the Heaven Earth Alliance, and Ning Zhi from the medical group comes from a family of doctors.]

[Si Fuqing is messing around, and her agent Sang Yanching is going along with it. Their golden brand is about to tarnish.]

Any Weibo post mentioning Si Fuqing’s name inevitably shot up to the top of trending searches.

Now featured on the variety show by Great Xia TV, the hashtag #TheBirthOfAnEmployeeCelebrityGuests reached the top of the entertainment charts.

More and more people clicked through, only to find that Si Fuqing was the only guest in the medical group without any apparent connection to the field.

Aside from her ardent fans, even casual supporters were skeptical about this variety show.

Some netizens even went so far as to plead with Si Fuqing’s studio to preserve her reputation and just keep her focused on being a star.

However, the online chatter didn’t seem to affect Si Fuqing at all.

Apart from directly addressing confrontations, collaborating with the production team and brand for promotions, she hardly ever browsed Weibo.

On a weekend evening, once her anti-addiction limit had lifted, Si Fuqing contentedly donned her gaming helmet.

She climbed into bed and soon entered the game world.

It was her third visit to the remote palace where the young emperor resided. As Si Fuqing pondered what she could do for him, she heard a loud slap.

Unforgiving and harsh.

Si Fuqing paused.

In the courtyard by the palace gate, several guards restrained a tall, dignified young boy with a cold expression.

A woman with eyes full of resentment and ice cold said, “Was it you who pushed your younger brother into the water? You were there.”

The eleven-year-old boy, terrifyingly calm, simply looked at the woman with his dark eyes, silent.

Si Fuqing had researched the attire of the Great Xia Dynasty extensively.

The woman’s attire undoubtedly marked her as the imperial noble consort.

Her gaze cooled, and she swiftly stepped forward.

It was just as she appeared that the boy’s eyes flickered slightly.

His lips curved up faintly.

He was not one to smile often, but even such a subtle smile was noticed by the imperial noble consort.

“You’re still smiling? Your younger brother is ill in bed, do you not care at all?” The imperial noble consort was so angry she felt physical pain, “You must have picked up those vile habits from the commoners outside the palace!” With that, she raised her hand to slap the boy again.

But the next second, her hand was seized in midair, immovable.

Yet there was nothing visible in the air.

The imperial noble consort’s heart skipped a beat, suddenly recalling the rumors of ghosts in the palace.

The palace maids and eunuchs claimed that the cold palace where the Ninth Prince resided was haunted by restless spirits, proof of his ominous nature.

But those were tales from a year ago.

She was of phoenix descent, surely she wouldn’t be tainted by such filth. Yet now?

The imperial noble consort’s legs weakened, and she couldn’t even shout for guards.

Si Fuqing showed no mercy, flinging the imperial noble consort out of the palace gate with a loud “bang.”

The guards hadn’t even reacted when Si Fuqing lifted her leg and kicked them out one by one..