Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ye Lingbai gritted his teeth. He knew he wasn’t Su Xinlan’s match, not in terms of his father’s favor or his current standing in the household.
But he would not back down.
Looking Su Xinlan straight in the eye, he said firmly, “Even if Father punishes me, I will never let you harm Dr. Su and her sister. Even if I am expelled from the Marquis’s Manor, I will have no regrets!”
“Such noble spirit!” 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. “Men, throw Su Yingxue and Su Miaoyan out of the manor. They have disturbed my sister’s rest. From now on, they are not to set foot in this courtyard and disturb my sister’s recovery!”
Ye Lingbai could hold a saber to the steward’s throat, but he couldn’t 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 couldn’t allow that.
“Sister, what do we do?” Su Miaoyan asked.
Su Miaoyan looked at the armed palace guards surging in, feeling somewhat at a loss. She didn’t know martial arts and feared she might be a hindrance to Su Yingxue.
“Madam, don’t be afraid,” Old Madam Sang shielded Xu Aoqing, but Xu Aoqing directed her to protect Su Yingxue instead.
“Hurry up, protect Miss Su. She is my savior. She must not be harmed.”
“Yes, madam!” 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, “Get lost, old hag!”
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. “Ah! It hurts! My face…”
“Su Yingxue, are you mad? How dare you attack someone from the Changxin Marquis’s Manor?”
Su Xinlan’s eyes widened in shock. The more brazen Su Yingxue was, the more she wanted to crush her spirit. “Seize her! Seize her now!”
Today, not only did she want to capture Su Yingxue, but she also wanted to openly send her to the Marquis of Martial South’s 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?
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. “Aunt, do you think you can catch me?”
“Su Yingxue, you…” Su Xinlan’s breath was cut off, her eyes bulging as she struggled to speak. “You dare hurt me in the Changxin Marquis’s Manor!”
“Aunt, don’t forget, you attacked me first. Even if the Old Marquis came, I doubt he would blame me.” Su Yingxue smiled, her eyes curving into beautiful crescents.
Su Miaoyan cheered from the side, “Sister Xue, you’re the best!”
Even Xu Aoqing was stunned, she was not expecting Su Yingxue to have such courage to choke Su Xinlan.
“The Marquis is here…”
” What are you doing? Everyone, stop at once!” A man’s voice, old yet powerful, echoed through the courtyard.
Su Yingxue raised an eyebrow. “Looks like we’ve attracted the attention of Marquis Changxin.”