Liu walked up to Jiang Shi and bowed, "Sir, I have something to say to you."

Jiang Shi raised his eyes and looked at her: "Go ahead."

Liu hesitated to speak and glanced at Yu Tanqi.

Yu Tanqi blinked and said considerately, "I suddenly remembered something. I need to go back to the house."

She glanced at Jiang Shi and waved, her smile as sweet as ever, "Zi'an, I'm leaving first."

"good."

After watching the girl leave, Jiang Shi frowned slightly and looked at Liu, but his tone was still gentle: "Mother Liu, go ahead."

Liu said earnestly, "Sir, we haven't seen each other for many years. I'm very happy that you can bring your fiancée to stay at the manor for a few more days. But for your own good, I have to say something. As a man, you should focus on your studies and not delay them just to accompany your fiancée. By doing this, have you ever thought about your own future and the entire Wu'an Marquisate?"

She thought that the young man in front of her was a gentle and kind person, and if she persuaded him kindly, he would probably listen to her. She didn't want to say anything too harsh.

When she mentioned Wu'an Marquis Mansion, she was hinting to him that he had a heavy burden on his shoulders, not only his own future, but also the hatred of his parents and the responsibility to his family and country.

Jiang Shi said softly, "Mother Liu, you're too serious. I just asked for a few more days off. It won't affect my studies or my future, let alone the entire Wu'an Marquisate."

Mrs. Liu couldn't help but ask, "But the reason you asked for leave was to make lip balm for Miss Yu. Is this what a scholar should do?"

If he was sick or asked for leave for other important and meaningful things, she would naturally not say much, but he was not.

"My Lord, I know you truly love Miss Yu, and I don't want to lecture you, but for your own good, I have to say that a man should have the world in his heart, and not be obsessed with love affairs, which will only affect his future and ruin his life!"

Liu looked at Jiang Shi with heavy eyes, as if he had become a decadent young man who was addicted to women.

Jiang Shi's tone remained gentle: "I know that Mama Liu is doing this for my own good, and I'm very grateful. It's just that your words are too harsh. Mama Liu, you're worrying too much. I naturally know what I'm doing, and I know what I'm doing. Mama Liu, don't worry."

He still looked calm, gentle and indifferent. Liu thought he was not listening to what she said, so she frowned and thought that boys of this age were most likely to be obsessed with women. Since she couldn't persuade him, she had to go find Yu Tanqi.

"If the prince really knows what's going on, then I'll be relieved."

Jiang Shi knew what Liu was thinking by looking at her expression. His originally gentle black eyes turned cold, and his tone was still calm, but with a hint of cold oppression.

"It was me who wanted to bring Tan Qi to the villa, and it was also me who wanted to make lip balm for her. Madam Liu, please don't tell Tan Qi about this. This is none of her business, and I don't want her to be troubled by it."

He could accept and tolerate other people's preaching and insults to him, but he could not accept other people's accusations against Yu Tanqi.

How could an insignificant bystander have the right to criticize his fiancée?

Liu looked at Jiang Shi in shock, and when she met the boy's cold, narrow black eyes, her heart tightened, and she seemed to see the former Marquis of Wu'an in a trance.

Marquis Wu'an is usually gentle and approachable. He smiles calmly to those who say bad things about him and doesn't care. However, if someone dares to show any dislike for General Lan, he will immediately turn hostile and even beat them up.

The father and son are exactly alike, cherishing and loving their loved ones immensely.

However, Liu's mood became increasingly heavy.

The more Jiang Shi acted like this, the more she feared that he would become obsessed with women at such a young age and forget the responsibilities he shouldered.

After all, he is only eighteen years old now, and his body is a little thin. He looks like Marquis Wu'an but does not have his great achievements. She is afraid that he will go astray.

Liu gritted her teeth and whispered, "Your Highness is worried that Miss Yu is in trouble, but aren't you also worried about Madam Jiang, Marquis Wu'an, and..."

"You've overstepped the line." Jiang Shi's eyes turned completely cold.

He looked at Liu expressionlessly, his gentle look faded away, and the boy's cold eyes made her tremble with fear, her body trembling uncontrollably, as if she was in the bitter cold of winter, the suffocating feeling of oppression making it hard for her to breathe.

How, how could he have such a terrifying look and aura?

It was as if he was accustomed to life and death, and was cold and indifferent in his bones.

He looks so thin and weak, and has never been to the battlefield, so why does he have such a terrifying look?

That's clearly something only someone who's seen blood would have...

Liu's body was trembling, her legs were weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

Jiang Shi put away the coldness in his eyes and reached out to hold her arm.

"Mother Liu, I respect you, and I hope you will respect me and Tan Qi as well. This is our own business, and you don't need to pay too much attention to it."

Liu's body was still shaking. She was almost frightened, terrified and in disbelief.

Although she had experienced war and seen many people die in front of her, she had never killed anyone with her own hands.

The look in the eyes of a person with blood on his hands is different from that of an ordinary person.

Chen Si, who was watching this scene not far away, immediately rushed over and snatched Liu's arm from Jiang Shi's hand. Seeing Liu's frightened look, he glared at Jiang Shi: "What did you do to my mother?"

He couldn't help but feel horrified. He hadn't seen his mother like this in a long time. Wasn't Jiang Shi a weak scholar? What on earth had he done to scare his mother so much?

Jiang Shi glanced at Chen Si calmly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes: "You came at the right time."

The boy's usually gentle and clear voice was now low and indifferent. Chen Si inexplicably heard a hint of danger in it.

He looked at Jiang Shi warily: "What do you want to do to me? I'm telling you, if you push me too far, I won't care who you are, I'll beat you up!"

He stretched out a hand, clenched his fist and pointed it at Jiang Shi in a warning manner, trying to scare Jiang Shi.

Jiang Shi chuckled softly, raised his fist to meet his fist, and said lightly: "That's right, I also want to learn from you."

What?

Chen Si was a little stunned, and then he was almost pushed to the ground by the force he felt from the fist. He quickly gathered his strength and fought against Jiang Shi's fist.

Both of them used only one fist to counter the other's fist. When the fists collided, Chen Si felt that Jiang Shi's seemingly white and delicate hand was not as brittle as jade, but as hard as stone.

Hot sweat soon broke out on Chen Si's forehead, and his other hand, which was supporting Liu, became somewhat powerless.

Jiang Shi remained calm, motionless, with his back straight, dressed in elegant green clothes, like a cold and aloof immortal king who was not stained by the dust.

Damn it!

"Mom, stand still!" He let go of Liu, controlled his body balance, and had a firm look in his eyes, refusing to show weakness easily.

In terms of strength, there is no way he can lose to the thin and weak Jiang Shi!