Wu Bie, dressed in red, was beaten until blood dripped from his entire body, yet he couldn’t stop Huai Yu from being locked up, showing that Wu Zhen was truly ruthless this ti.
But she had always been that ruthless.
A strong wind started blowing tonight.
Wu Bie, like a tattered red cloth, was thrown into a corner of the residence, his clothes fluttering loudly in the wind.
It was unclear how much ti had passed before he regained consciousness, slowly getting up from the ground.
Without Wu Zhen’s permission, no one dared to take him back to his room nor treat his wounds.
Despite their blood relationship, Wu Zhen, despising his illegitimacy, had made him serve as a bodyguard for Huai Yu, a role he had held for nearly twenty years.
Although Wu Zhen did not treat him seriously, Huai Yu truly considered him a brother.
This ti, Huai Yu, after a decade, was locked again in a small room, and Wu Bie was genuinely afraid that she couldn’t endure it.
Thinking about this, he endured the pain in his body and took a long detour through the minor paths of the Marquis Residence to reach the back door opposite. Just as he was about to climb over the wall, a knife was placed against his neck.
"What are you doing?" a cold female voice, devoid of any emotion, asked.
Only under the moonlight did Wu Bie manage to see the woman’s face clearly.
Beautiful, stunningly so.
Especially those eyes, like glass, unusually attractive.
Hong Wu, noticing the man staring blankly at her, hardened her expression, "Keep looking and I’ll gouge out your eyes!"
Pretty fierce.
"...I am here to see the Commandery Princess," Wu Bie explained his intention, his red attire and the injuries on his face making him appear especially bewitching.
Under the moonlight, he radiated a sense of brokenness.
That’s also why Hong Wu did not attack him imdiately.
"You are one of the Young Marquis’s n," Hong Wu recognized Wu Bie and rembered the afternoon’s events. She scoffed, "What? Has the Young Marquis changed his mind? Sent you to beg the Commandery Princess for forgiveness?"
"Stop with the sarcastic remarks. At this mont, the Young Marquis is probably in grave danger. Only the Commandery Princess can save her now," the evening breeze blew against Wu Bie, who was sweating coldly and was already at his limit.
After finishing his sentence, he felt as if most of his strength had been drained away.
Hong Wu, squinting her eyes, had been sizing him up as he spoke. Now seeing his near-death appearance, she said, "Hurry up and say what you need to, and go. Don’t die on our doorstep."
Before passing out, Wu Bie’s mind echoed with this sentence.
He thought to himself, "This is indeed a heartless woman."
Hong Wu watched as this bewitching man suddenly lunged toward her arms, catching a full embrace.
Hong Wu: "...Taking advantage of !"
She lifted her knee and struck Little Wu Bie.
The pain made the unconscious Wu Bie furrow his brows.
At this mont, Yan Wanqing was in Yan Lingzhen’s room, persuading her to drink porridge.
Ever since she learned the porridge contained Golden Red Feather, Yan Lingzhen had cried over a pot of porridge for an hour. Every ti she stopped crying and looked at the pot again, she would start crying again.
Yan Wanqing and Cong Ge alternated between persuading her, nearly for an hour.
At this point, all three of them were dry-mouthed.
Yan Wanqing took a sip of water and, initially irritated, saw Yan Lingzhen pitifully sobbing, eyes red like a rabbit’s. She felt her anger dissipating again.
"Xiaoliu, be good. The porridge is getting cold, drink it up. You said it yourself, it contains Golden Red Feather. It would be a waste not to drink it, right?"
Upon hearing these four words, Yan Lingzhen couldn’t hold back anymore and started wailing again.
"My Golden Red Feather, ohhh, to think it’s gone to waste in this pot of porridge!"
Yan Wanqing: "..."
Facing Cong Ge’s accusing gaze, Yan Wanqing helplessly covered her forehead.
Blaming herself, she rembered that she should not have ntioned those four words.
As Yan Lingzhen was crying, Hong Wu ca in carrying a person and dropped him onto the floor, "My lady, the Young Marquis’s man."
Wu Bie rolled twice on the ground and lay flat, revealing a pale face.
Seeing this, Yan Lingzhen couldn’t help but hiccup.
She pointed her finger at the person on the ground, trembled twice, but failed to utter a word.
Yan Wanqing saw her face turning red with effort, so she asked, "Is he about to die?"
Yan Lingzhen imdiately nodded, then flipped off the blankets, and directly got out of bed.
Frightened, Cong Ge quickly brought over shoes: "Miss Six, put on your shoes!"
Yan Lingzhen, stepping into the shoes, walked over to Wu Bie without another word and pressed her hands against his chest, vigorously pushing twice.
Wu Bie had broken two ribs, which in themselves wouldn’t have been fatal, but unfortunately, one had scraped his lung, so Wu Bie might suffocate and die at any mont.
In front of everyone, Yan Lingzhen reached up and removed the hairpin from her elder sister’s hair, clutched the hairpin in both hands, and then forcefully stabbed it into a specific spot on the chest!
Wu Bie, who had been showing no signs of breathing, suddenly opened his eyes wide and began to gasp for air.
Yan Lingzhen breathed a sigh of relief and drew out a dicinal pill and stuffed it into his mouth.
Wu Bie’s first reaction upon waking was to curl up, while Hong Wu standing nearby touched her nose, looking slightly embarrassed.
"Wu Bie, what happened?" It was late at night, and the situation must have been urgent, so Yan Wanqing asked.
Wu Bie’s face twisted in pain and he finally caught his breath, "Quick, go save Huai Yu, she was locked in the small chamber by the madam because of the broken engagent."
"The small chamber?"
"It’s a place specifically used to punish Huai Yu." After saying this, Wu Bie began struggling to breathe again, and Yan Lingzhen quickly told him to stop talking.
"Elder sister." Peeling back Wu Bie’s clothes, which were all wounded, Yan Lingzhen looked at Yan Wanqing, saying worriedly.
Yan Wanqing was silent for a mont, then slightly lifted her hand, "Hong Wu, co with ."
Huai Yu was in trouble; she couldn’t just stand by and do nothing.
Hong Wu gripped the handle of her sword, "Yes."
It was just a few dozen steps to the door, very close; Yan Wanqing stood at the firmly shut gate of the Marquis Residence.
Hong Wu stepped forward and knocked on the door.
The doorkeeper opened a crack, and Hong Wu imdiately thrust the handle of her sword into the gap, preventing him from shutting the door.
"Who are you! What are you doing!" the doorkeeper snarled nacingly, "This is the Marquis Residence, have you eaten the Courage of the Bear and Leopard?!"
"The Marquis Residence?" Yan Wanqing ca out from behind Hong Wu, sneered, and said, "Tonight, those who dare to trespass are from your Northern Border Marquis Residence; what can you do to ?!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Hong Wu lifted her foot and kicked fiercely at the door.
The doorkeeper was knocked flat on the ground.
Seeing the situation turning dire, he yelled loudly, "Quick, go call the lady and the second master, soone is trespassing in the Marquis Residence!"
He scrambled toward the courtyard.
Yan Wanqing ignored him, leading Hong Wu straight to the small chamber Wu Bie had ntioned.
Outside the small chamber, the lights were bright. Wu Zhen was sitting in a chair in the courtyard, leisurely cracking lon seeds, listening to the horrifying howls continuously emanating from inside.
When Yan Wanqing entered, she even took the ti to leisurely adjust her hair.
"What wind has blown the Commandery Princess here late at night?"
Yan Wanqing curved her red lips, looking at Wu Zhen, retorted sarcastically, "Indeed, a gust of evil wind late at night; I just thought I’d co over to the Marquis Residence to see who was causing trouble while not sleeping."
"You!" Wu Zhen turned pale with anger.
Yan Wanqing, disinterested in dealing with her, lifted her foot and walked toward the small chamber.
Though it was called a small chamber, from the doorway to the windows, everything was sealed airtight with iron plates.
With each step she took forward, the screaming ringing in her ears beca increasingly clear.
"Does the Commandery Princess think this is her own ho?" Wu Zhen waved her hand, and a sturdy nursemaid approached.
Yan Wanqing turned her head to look at Wu Zhen, "You didn’t co to the Beast Arena that day, but you should have heard about it; it’s best not to let innocent people die in vain."
"The nursemaid has blood on her." Hong Wu whispered into Yan Wanqing’s ear.
Yan Wanqing looked and indeed saw a mark resembling a bloody handprint on the nursemaid’s skirt.
Then she emotionlessly moved her blade slightly, and with a flash of cold light, the nursemaid was already on the ground, clutching her throat.
This nursemaid, deserved more than death.
"Block again, and though you are her birth mother, I would dare to kill you too."
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