Chapter 113 I'm not afraid of death, what about you?
The old lady slammed the table and stood up.
"Yu Shengsheng, don't go too far! Do you have any manners if you want to die for an old slave?"
"Someone, take the body away. I want to see what she can do."
When his men received the order, they were about to rush over to grab it, but Jin Baobao stretched out his arm to stop them.
"Who dares to touch my young lady?"
Su Dingqin said angrily: "Catch that maid and beat her to death."
Jin Baobao gritted his teeth in anger: "Su Dingqin, you dare to kill me? You are a junior general, but you don't go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, but bully the women. Bah, you are nothing!"
Su Dingqin's face flushed red: "Catch her for me, I want to kill her with my own hands!"
The hall was in chaos.
Yu Shengsheng said loudly and calmly: "Stop it."
Su Yanshu stood up and said anxiously, "Shengsheng, don't be impulsive."
Everyone looked closely and saw that Yu Shengsheng was holding a hairpin in her hand, with the sharp tip pressing against her throat.
Jin Baobao was startled: "Miss."
Su Dingqin frowned, and the old lady was furious, but she didn't dare to say anything.
Yu Shengsheng said calmly and sternly: "Let me take Grandma Wu away."
Su Yanshu exhaled lightly: "She is dead, where are you going to take the body? We have to hold a funeral. Shengsheng, if you still believe in second brother..."
Yu Shengsheng's eyes were like hooks and thorns: "I don't believe it."
"You don't have to worry about Grandma Wu's funeral."
If they hadn't pressed her step by step, how could Grandma Wu have died?
Su Yanshu quickly thought of a countermeasure. Letting Yu Shengsheng go was impossible, but letting her commit suicide was also impossible.
He waved his hand: "Get out of the way, let her go."
Su Dingqin was about to speak but was stopped by him.
The guards and servants who blocked Yu Shengsheng's way all stepped back. Yu Shengsheng carried Grandma Wu's body and walked slowly out of the hall.
Grandma Wu, I will take you away from this dirty place.
Just as she was about to go down the stairs, Zhuo Ge'er suddenly rushed out from inside and hugged Grandma Wu's legs.
"Let my grandma go. Where are you taking her?" He cried and screamed, pulling down hard.
Although he is only an eight-year-old child, he is very strong, not to mention that Yu Shengsheng is already at the end of his strength.
She was pulled sideways and nearly fell down. Jin Baobao quickly held her up and turned back to scold Zhuo Ge'er.
"What are you doing? Get out of here! Don't you deny your grandmother? If it weren't for you..."
Yu Shengsheng interrupted softly: "Leopard."
"Brother Zhuo, I want to find a good place for grandma to be buried. Do you want to come with me?"
After all, he is Grandma Wu’s grandson. The child is ignorant and may be led astray for a while, but there is a possibility that he can change.
Presumably, Grandma Wu would also like to see Zhuo Ge'er grow up and become sensible.
Zhuo Ge'er blinked and his eyes flickered, and Yu Shengsheng felt a chill in her heart.
"I won't go. I'm going to stay here. Give my grandma back to me. This is not your grandma!"
Yu Shengsheng raised her eyelids and looked at Su Zhiyi who had been silent all the time. Su Zhiyi met her gaze without any hesitation.
Yu Shengsheng said firmly: "Baobao, push him away."
Jin Baobao couldn't bear it any longer, so he grabbed Zhuo Ge'er's wrist and pulled his hand away.
"Get lost, you little ungrateful bastard! Don't take advantage of your young age to do bad things and have bad intentions. If you follow a dog, you will learn to be a dog. If you follow Mo, you will learn to be evil."
"Don't pull me," Zhuo Ge'er screamed, opening his mouth and trying to bite Golden Leopard.
"Oh, you dare to bite me."
The commotion distracted Yu Shengsheng, who was already distracted. Su Yanshu gave Su Dingqin a look.
Su Dingqin walked slowly towards this side. Yu Shengsheng saw him out of the corner of her eye and immediately raised the hairpin to point at herself.
In an instant, Su Dingqin threw a teacup lid and hit her wrist.
The hairpin did not pierce the neck, but it left a bloody mark on it, and blood immediately gushed out, dripping onto the chest.
Su Yanshu was startled and took a few steps forward. Just as he was about to speak, Yu Shengsheng's fingers trembled and the tip of the hairpin was pointed at him again.
Her wrist was sore, but she forced herself not to let the hairpin fall out of her hand.
"Shengsheng, calm down, don't mess around."
Yu Shengsheng's wound was bleeding, but he didn't care at all: "I'm not afraid of death, what about you?"
Su Yanshu's heart was slightly shaken, and he suddenly felt that he seemed to have never really understood Yu Shengsheng.
I always thought that although she was not gentle, she was still weak and allowed him to control her.
But today I discovered that she is so strong-willed and not afraid of life or death.
At this moment, Su Yanshu truly felt that Yu Shengsheng was indeed a member of the Su family, and she looked very much like his father.
Thinking of this, Su Yanshu's tone softened: "Shengsheng, no one wants you to die. We just don't want you to get hurt, that's why..."
"In the past three years," Yu Shengsheng sneered, "most of the harm I have suffered came from you. How dare you say that?"
Su Dingqin turned away with a gloomy expression: "Your injury needs to be treated, stop being stubborn and come here quickly."
Su Zhiyi pushed the wheelchair to the steps, and said in great sorrow: "Sister, how could you do this? Put down the hairpin quickly and listen to your elder and second brothers. Is there anything that cannot be discussed in a nice way?"
"Mrs. Wu is dead. Have you forgotten that she told you to live well?"
This was like adding fuel to the fire. Yu Shengsheng stared at her with red eyes: "Su Zhiyi, put away your hypocritical look. You are the one who bears the greatest responsibility for Grandma Wu's death."
Su Zhiyi's expression remained unchanged, and she glanced briefly behind her.
Jin Baobao was staring at Zhuo Ge'er and didn't notice that a man in black appeared like a ghost and reached out to grab Yu Shengsheng's arm holding the hairpin.
It was the loyal secret guard beside Su Zhiyi.
Just when the secret guard was about to catch Yu Shengsheng, a sharp whistle came from the air. Everyone looked up and saw a white shadow as fast as lightning, with a sharp sound of wind and fierce murderous intent, rushing towards the secret guard.
The secret guard was shocked and quickly turned around to stop him. However, before he could unsheathe his sword, he felt a sharp pain in his arm.
"Ah!" he screamed in pain.
Immediately afterwards, he was hit on the face again, blood gushed out immediately, and one of his eyes was also injured.
He screamed and covered his face, but the attack did not stop. The pair of sharp claws were like hooks and knives. They grabbed him to death in a few strokes. His body fell to the ground, and the bloody hole in his neck was still bleeding.
It all happened so fast, in just a split second, shocking everyone.
Yu Shengsheng was also at a loss.
Golden Leopard's eyes lit up: "What a beautiful bird!"
Su Dingqin was surprised: "Saker Falcon."
"You're quite knowledgeable," Kong Dezhao whistled, and the bird that had been ferocious just now spread its wings and flew over, landing steadily on his arm.
Su Dingqin subconsciously clenched his fists, his face gloomy but he didn't dare to say more.
Su Yanshu frowned slightly, realizing that today's events might cause trouble.
When Kong Dezhao saw the wound on Yu Shengsheng's neck, his eyes narrowed and his face immediately became gloomy.
"Heh, it seems that the Su family is really powerful. They don't take me seriously at all, time and again."
He tilted his head to look at Kong Tu, and Kong Tu quickly took out the medicine bottle from his arms.
Kongtu's sword was half unsheathed, and he looked at the Su family with murderous intent: "In Nanshun, no one has ever dared to disrespect the prince like this. The first time he did it, he died. There won't be a second time, and there won't be a third time!"
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