Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ye Lingbai gritted his teeth. He knew he wasnât Su Xinlanâs match, not in terms of his fatherâs favor or his current standing in the household.
But he would not back down.
Looking Su Xinlan straight in the eye, he said firmly, âEven if Father punishes me, I will never let you harm Dr. Su and her sister. Even if I am expelled from the Marquisâs Manor, I will have no regrets!â
âSuch noble spirit!â Su Xinlan sneered. There was a hint of mockery in her eyes.
A straightforward person, no matter how spirited, was useless!
She waved her hand decisively. âMen, throw Su Yingxue and Su Miaoyan out of the manor. They have disturbed my sisterâs rest. From now on, they are not to set foot in this courtyard and disturb my sisterâs recovery!â
Ye Lingbai could hold a saber to the stewardâs throat, but he couldnât kill all the household servants and guards Su Xinlan had brought with her.
Su Xinlan ordered them all to attack, forcing Ye Lingbai to be separated from Su Yingxue and fight the palace guards alongside the household servants in the courtyard.
Su Xinlan immediately ordered the palace guards to seize Su Yingxue.
She was determined to throw this wretched girl out!
With her here, Xu Aoqing might get better, and she couldnât allow that.
âSister, what do we do?â Su Miaoyan asked.
Su Miaoyan looked at the armed palace guards surging in, feeling somewhat at a loss. She didnât know martial arts and feared she might be a hindrance to Su Yingxue.
âMadam, donât be afraid,â Old Madam Sang shielded Xu Aoqing, but Xu Aoqing directed her to protect Su Yingxue instead.
âHurry up, protect Miss Su. She is my savior. She must not be harmed.â
âYes, madam!â Old Madam Sang stood in front of Su Yingxue, using her frail body to block the palace guards.
The chief imperial guard stepped forward menacingly, shoving Old Madam
Sang aside and cursing, âGet lost, old hag!â
Old Madam Sang stumbled and fell, struggling to get up.
As the palace guard reached for Su Yingxue, she lashed out with a whip, striking his face and knocking him to the ground, blood streaming from his face. âAh! It hurts! My faceâ¦â
âSu Yingxue, are you mad? How dare you attack someone from the Changxin Marquisâs Manor?â
Su Xinlanâs eyes widened in shock. The more brazen Su Yingxue was, the more she wanted to crush her spirit. âSeize her! Seize her now!â
Today, not only did she want to capture Su Yingxue, but she also wanted to openly send her to the Marquis of Martial Southâs Manor, in front of her father, so that her father could see what Su Yingxue had done!
How could she ever dream of becoming the Ninth Princess Consort?
âHmph!â
Su Yingxue sneered, her figure moving swiftly as she knocked down several palace guards, and then she directly approached Su Xinlan. She grabbed her by the throat and pulled her close. âAunt, do you think you can catch me?â
âSu Yingxue, youâ¦â Su Xinlanâs breath was cut off, her eyes bulging as she struggled to speak. âYou dare hurt me in the Changxin Marquisâs Manor!â
âAunt, donât forget, you attacked me first. Even if the Old Marquis came, I doubt he would blame me.â Su Yingxue smiled, her eyes curving into beautiful crescents.
Su Miaoyan cheered from the side, âSister Xue, youâre the best!â
Even Xu Aoqing was stunned, she was not expecting Su Yingxue to have such courage to choke Su Xinlan.
âThe Marquis is hereâ¦â
â What are you doing? Everyone, stop at once!â A manâs voice, old yet powerful, echoed through the courtyard.
Su Yingxue raised an eyebrow. âLooks like weâve attracted the attention of Marquis Changxin.â