Chapter 457 Restoring Memories

Shen Chu slapped Zhou Weizong with all her might, leaving five bright red finger marks on his face instantly.

Since Zhou Weizong was enfeoffed as the Marquis of Anding at the age of ten and became the heir apparent, his aunt was a concubine, and Prince Heng was always very favored.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he could walk sideways in the capital; he was insulted to his face and even slapped.

Enraged, he drew his sword without a second thought.

“Chen Chu, I, the young master, have shown you some respect and called you Princess Consort Rui. Do you really think you're something special?”

Why don't you go around asking around in the capital and see who dares to lay a hand on me, the young master?"

Shen Chu sneered, "If you dare to insult the Lu family army and my brothers again, I will beat you up again."

Enraged in front of so many Flying Eagle Guards, Zhou Weizong, without a second thought, drew his sword and struck.

Jinbao's expression changed, and he led some of the Flying Eagle Guards to rush over.

Zhou Weizong's men immediately drew their swords and blocked them.

The two sides immediately became tense and on the verge of exchanging blows.

Shen Chu leaned back, and the gleaming sword slid across her forehead.

She spun in mid-air and thrust her long sword toward Zhou Weizong's waist.

A flash of cold light, and the sharp sword slashed through Zhou Weizong's clothes.

Zhou Weizong was furious, "Shen Chu, you've gone too far!"

Shen Chu sneered, "I learned those few moves of yours when I was a child."

My eldest brother was already a skilled swordsman at the age of ten, my second brother was no less so, and my youngest brother was the best.

With just a few moves from Prince Zhou, my brother could have defeated you when he was seven years old.

No wonder you always have guards by your side; you're just a good-for-nothing prince.

These exaggerated words instantly enraged Zhou Weizong to the point of losing his temper.

"What are you standing there for? Get her! Take her down!"

Zhou Weizong's Flying Eagle Guards and the guards of the Marquis of Anding's residence all made their move.

Many people attacked Shen Chu.

Jinbao was so anxious that he stomped his feet, instinctively wanting to order his Flying Eagle Guards to rush over.

The two groups started fighting in the courtyard.

Li Ru'er and the other female officials were so frightened that they all retreated.

Surrounded by the crowd, Shen Chu stood ramrod straight, sword in hand, his voice resounding.

“Zhou Weizong, I am teaching you a lesson today not because I am the Princess Consort of Rui, but simply because I am Shen Chuchu of the Ning'an Marquis’s Mansion.”

You insulted the Lu family army and my three brothers, and you attacked first. How can I sit idly by?

"Come on, let me see whether your Zhou family's guards are more powerful, or I, Chen Chuchu, am more powerful."

The guards rushed forward, and Chen Chu twirled her sword and met them head-on.

The buzzing of swords clashing, the thuds of fists and feet striking, the screams of flesh being pierced, and the screams of women echoed throughout the courtyard.

Looking at the scene before him, Changsheng suddenly felt a splitting headache.

I could almost hear distant screams and the sound of flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Where is that?

Where have you experienced something like this before?

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my heart, as if a sword had pierced my body.

Chang Sheng instinctively clutched his chest in pain and looked up.

Zhou Weizong thrust his sword into Shen Chu's shoulder.

Shen Chu swayed and staggered.

Zhou Weizong drew his sword and stabbed it fiercely into Shen Chu's abdomen.

Changsheng stared in disbelief, his eyes wide with rage, and blurted out the words instinctively.

"No!"

He lunged forward, shoved Shen Chu aside, and kicked the longsword out of Zhou Weizong's hand.

Before Zhou Weizong could react, Changsheng's sword was already sheathed and held against his neck.

Zhou Weizong glared at him, his expression ferocious.

"You traitorous wretch, do you know who your master is? Are you trying to rebel?"

Chang Sheng gripped the sword firmly in his hand, turned to look at Chen Chu, and looked at him with concern.

Are you alright?

Shen Chu clutched her shoulder, and bright red blood flowed through Zhi Feng's veins, instantly staining her front of her shirt.

The bright red thorn made Changsheng's eyes turn bloodshot, and he felt a sharp pain in his heart, causing him to vomit blood.

flutter.

Zhou Weizong was right in front of him.

The blood splattered squarely across his face.

"Damn lackey!"

Zhou Weizong went berserk and started cursing.

Before he could finish speaking, a cold glint flashed before his eyes, and Changsheng slashed with his sword.

It nearly slit his throat.

Zhou Weizong took a step back, wanting to curse again, but was frightened by the coldness in Changsheng's eyes.

"You...you!"

Changsheng pointed his sword at Zhou Weizong and pressed forward step by step.

The sword tip was pressed tightly against Zhou Weizong's neck, his eyes bloodshot.

Zhou Weizong was so intimidated by his imposing aura that he retreated repeatedly, shouting in a fierce but weak voice.

"What do you think you're doing? You've gone too far, Changsheng! Do you even know who I am?"

The Longevity Sword trembled slightly, and he was interrupted with a sharp voice.

"Don't call me Changsheng. I am not Changsheng. I am the silence of the Ning'an Marquis's mansion."

"I am the Silent One who narrowly escaped being hacked to death by the Yizhou army!"

Immortality—no, it should be called silence.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent as he looked at Zhou Weizong, and his voice was filled with grief and indignation.

"I remember now, just now, I remembered everything."

"If you dare hurt my sister, I'll take your life."

Zhou Weizong was stunned.

"Silence...? You say you're the Silence of the Ning'an Marquis's Mansion? How is that possible?"

Silently gripping the sword, his veins bulged.

"Thirteen years ago, you..."

Suddenly, Shen Chu's trembling voice rang out from behind.

"Hey bro, is that really you?"

He turned and looked over in silence.

Shen Chu's face was covered in tears as she stared intently at him.

His hand holding the sword trembled, and even his voice trembled slightly.

"My little blonde girl has grown up and become a young lady."

The phrase "little yellow-haired girl" instantly brought Shen Chu to tears.

When they were little, she and her brother were twins, but her hair was yellow and soft, while her brother's hair was black and thick.

Although her mother always tried to comfort her, saying that a girl's hair would be fine after some care, she didn't believe it and often complained about her brother.

"It must be because my little brother bullied me when I was in my mother's belly and ate all the good food first, that's why my hair didn't grow properly."

Whenever this happens, the young man would stick out his tongue and call her "Yellow-haired girl".

Upon hearing the words "young girl" again, Chen Chu couldn't help but stride forward, hug Chen Mo tightly, and tears streamed down her face.

"Brother, you're still alive! That's great! I still have my brother."

The brother and sister embraced and wept, which infuriated Zhou Weizong.

He originally intended to execute Changsheng, but now that he has discovered Changsheng is silent, he is even less likely to let him live.

Taking advantage of the moment when the brother and sister were crying, he drew his sword and stabbed at Silence.

A figure suddenly appeared from the side and kicked him away.

Bang.

Zhou Weizong crashed heavily against the wall and spat out a mouthful of blood.

When he looked up and met Pei Yuan's cold and sharp eyes, his heart tightened.

"Your Highness, what...what do you intend to do?"

Pei Yuan stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his expression indifferent.

"As the deputy commander of the Flying Eagle Guard, he embezzled and accepted bribes, neglected his duties, and even instigated infighting within the Flying Eagle Guard. Not only did he use underhanded tactics to harm others, but he also injured my queen."

"Zhou Weizong, tell me, how should I deal with you?"

A flicker of fear rose in Zhou Weizong's eyes.

"What does Your Highness mean by this? I am the Deputy Commander of the Flying Eagle Guard, personally appointed by His Majesty. You cannot punish me."