In her past life, Xiao Yuxuan was recognized by the Xiao family. In order to win back the affection of her parents and three elder brothers, she fought with the fake daughter for half her life, onl...
Chapter 172 Discipline
"Hey, I've never seen anyone let a crazy old woman out to disturb business and act so self-righteous!" The waiter waved his handkerchief and spat, "Get as far away as you can! What bad luck!"
"Hey you!"
The little girl was furious, but before she could say anything, a woman called Aru grabbed her sleeve.
"Hey, don't touch me, I'm filthy!"
She hurriedly pulled her sleeve back from the other person's hand, losing all desire to argue, and said to Aru in an annoyed tone:
"It's all your fault! Why did you run off like that? I had to look for you everywhere, and you even got yelled at like that! You're not getting any dinner tonight! Come on, come on!"
She pushed people toward the street, when suddenly a smiling young man and woman appeared in front of her. Judging from their attire, they seemed to be maids and servants from a wealthy family.
"Please wait, young lady!"
The man seemed to be leading the group, and as the woman spoke in a friendly manner, he followed behind her, bowing and scraping.
The little girl glanced at the two men, then ignored them and headed straight to walk past them and leave.
There are a lot of scammers in Beijing lately, and she doesn't have time to deal with them.
“Hey, young lady, excuse me for bothering you, but I have some questions about the lady beside you that I'd like to ask you…”
"I'm busy, everyone move aside, or I'll yell!"
The little girl, I don't know what she went through in the past, was very fierce, and before she could say two words, she glared at me angrily and threatened me.
"Don't worry, young lady, we mean no harm..."
“I said I’m busy, and I mean it. She’s a distant relative of mine, and she’s been mentally ill for many years. If you’re going to swindle people, at least find someone dressed in fine clothes. We ordinary folks don’t have any money!”
The girl finished speaking perfunctorily and turned to leave.
Seeing that she couldn't stop them, Bi Sui exchanged a glance with Chen Liao.
The princess said that this was the only way for the other party to attract her attention, and their identity could not be exposed openly. If it was difficult to negotiate face-to-face, then they would have to find another way.
"Alright then, we apologize for disturbing you, young lady."
Bi Sui cupped her hands in greeting, making way for the two to leave.
Before leaving, she stared intently at the disheveled and erratic-looking Aru, unable to fathom her true identity.
At the first temple fair, she stole the princess's purse; the second time was yesterday, when she bumped into the princess in the street again and stole the purse once more.
What does one's wallet really mean?
It's impossible that these two incidents were just coincidences, and that this Aru is just a thief who likes to steal people's purses, right?
Bi Sui was completely baffled, but since she had been out for too long today, she returned to the Princess's residence, leaving Chen Liao to continue following Aru and the little girl.
Bihui was summoned into the study, where she saw the princess burning a letter.
The firelight flickered at her fingertips before falling into the charcoal brazier.
In a daze, Bi Sui seemed to see the words "loyalty," but the letter burned too quickly, and she dared not look any longer, so she immediately looked away.
"You're back. Did you find that person?"
"We found her, but she has a formidable young woman by her side who forbids us from having much contact with her. But don't worry, Princess, Chen Liao from the gatehouse has already gone to keep an eye on things. If there's anything unusual, he'll report it immediately."
"Chen Liao? Can he be trusted?"
"It was a gatekeeper recommended by Sister Lanxin who is quite familiar with the capital. I have already inquired about him. He is three parts bribery and seven parts intimidation, so he is unlikely to make a mistake."
Bi Sui never speaks definitively, so this already shows that she agrees with Chen Liao's meaning.
"You can make the decision yourself; it's not an important matter anyway."
"But Princess, why don't you send that newly acquired guard?" Bi Sui asked in confusion.
"Him?" Qi Yuxuan suddenly realized, then felt a headache coming on.
Rebellious children are not easy to manage right now; they need to be disciplined first.
"If you hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten that such a person even existed."
Qi Yuxuan's gaze drifted out the window to the handsome young man lying in the tree basking in the sun, and she gently flicked a silver ring between the fingers of her left index finger.
"hiss--"
The boy in the tree seemed to have been struck by something; his brow furrowed sharply, and he turned to look into the house, his handsome face turning bright red.
The next instant, he braced himself against the tree trunk with one hand, and his legs propelled him down into the air, landing rapidly and kicking up a cloud of leaves and dust.
No one saw clearly how he climbed through the window into the study, which startled Bi Sui inside.
The boy leaned against the long table, his long eyebrows lowered, staring down at the girl sitting upright in the armchair opposite him, his teeth grinding together.
"If you dare touch that thing again, believe me, I'll strangle you right now and we'll die together."
"How dare you be so disrespectful to the princess!"
Bi Sui's shock immediately turned into anger, and she was about to step forward to pull away the savage, fierce, and insolent boy.
However, Qi Yuxuan merely raised her eyebrows and said softly to Bi Sui:
"He can't hurt me, you should go out now."
"Yes...this servant will take her leave."
Bi Sui glared at the arrogant boy who was still maintaining his haughty posture, but had no choice but to retreat.
The door was closed, leaving only the two people facing off inside.
“Ren Shun, since Brother Aze has given me a weapon to restrain you, you should know that while mutual destruction may be satisfying, it is the worst possible strategy.”
Qi Yuxuan raised her finger and glanced at it with a lingering look.
"Don't think that just because you have that thing you can really be my master and order me around. You're far from qualified."
The boy called Ren Shun was Ren Ze's younger brother.
Ren Ze said he had important business to attend to in Nan Yue. After bidding farewell to Qi Yuxuan yesterday, he immediately emptied the Tianji Tower and left his stubborn younger brother to Qi Yuxuan to drive and discipline at will.
Verbal threats alone were ineffective, so Ren Shun was brought before the two men, bound and gagged.
Ren Ze spoke earnestly, his tone unusually gentle, revealing a hint of elder brotherly kindness:
“Ah Shun, my journey is fraught with danger and I cannot protect you. Stay by the princess’s side and wait until everything calms down before I take you back.”
"Who needs your protection?! I can take care of myself, stop pretending! Uh—"
Ren Shun's expression changed. He was anxious to spit out what had just flown into his throat, but even after spitting out bile, he was unable to force out the Gu worm that had burrowed into his flesh.
"Ugh—what is this?! What did you feed me?!"
Ren Ze's amiable expression vanished, as if what had just happened was merely Ren Shun's illusion:
"You know about the Mother-Child Gu, so you'd better listen to the princess from now on."
The offspring of a Gu cannot harm its mother unless both perish.
The mother Gu can harm the offspring Gu at will, and the death of the offspring Gu will not affect the mother Gu in any way; it can also be removed at will later.
The mother Gu is inside Qi Yuxuan's body; only a specially made ring is needed to activate the offspring Gu.
"Why should I listen to a mere greenhorn like her! I refuse to accept this!"
Ren Ze tapped Ren Shun on the head to quiet him down:
"This is just to inform you, not to solicit your opinion."
"Ahhh!"
"Smack—"
Ren Ze delivered a swift chop to the boy's face, and the boy's eyes rolled back as he collapsed to the ground unconscious.