As soon as Su Shirong arrived at the place where Su Jian was riding a horse, he saw Zhao Ning having her maid grab Cui Yun'er. Just as he was about to step forward, he saw Zhao Ning swing her hand and slap her son across the face.
He was furious and was about to rush forward when he saw Zhao Ning fall to the ground in pain!
Zhao Ning was in so much pain she almost fainted. She yelled at the maid Zhao You had given her, "Beat them!"
The maid, who was holding Cui Yun'er, grabbed Cui Yun'er's hair and slapped her hard across the face upon hearing her mistress's command.
Cui Yun'er's scalp ached from being gripped so tightly: "..."
Whether in ancient or modern times, do women always fight by grabbing each other's hair?
She was taking the punch with her eyes closed when she suddenly felt someone rush towards her. Then she heard a heavy thud, and the burly maid beside her let go.
Cui Yun'er couldn't help but open her eyes and saw that the fierce-looking maid from before had blood flowing from her head and was lying on the ground with her eyes closed.
The man beside her, having discarded the thick wooden stick he was holding, asked Cui Yun'er, "Madam Cui, are you alright?"
Cui Yun'er looked at Su Shirong with concern, her cheek twitching slightly: "N-nothing... Ouch—"
My scalp was being pulled so hard it hurt terribly, and when I touched it, I felt a smear of blood.
Su Jian rushed over and grabbed her hand: "Aunt Yun, you're bleeding from your head..."
Cui Yun'er inwardly cursed her bad luck, but smiled at him and said, "Aunt Yun is fine. Were you frightened?"
She really didn't expect Zhao Ning to dare to lay a hand on Su Jian!
Seeing that his son was alright, Su Shirong looked at Cui Yun'er apologetically and said, "Madam Cui, I'm so sorry..."
Cui Yun'er shook her head: "It's alright, as long as Jian-ge'er is alright."
Just then, Zhao Ning, who was lying on the ground trembling in pain, suddenly screamed: "You bitch, you framed me!"
Su Shirong then turned to look at her, his gaze icy cold: "What did you say?"
Zhao Ning hurriedly forced an awkward smile at Su Shirong: "Lord Su, it's all... it's all because this vile woman deliberately spoke ill of me behind my back. My maidservant couldn't stand it and that's why she took action..."
She had met Su Shirong a few times before and thought he was a dull and naive man who would be easily fooled.
Therefore, she still believed that as long as she acted pitiful, Su Shirong would definitely believe her.
After all, she had already started to get intimate with him.
Su Shirong looked at her coldly: "Speaking ill of you? What makes you think you're worthy of that?"
I never expected that Zhao Ning, at such a young age, would be so vicious.
If he hadn't arrived in time, would Jian Ge'er have been beaten by her?
The marriage is not even a formality yet, and she is already so cruel to her own son. If she were to marry him, would the Su family ever have any peace?
Zhao Ning was stunned, enduring the sharp pain in his wrist, and said, "Lord Su, my hand was injured by this bitch..."
She didn't see Cui Yun'er make a move, but who else could be here besides her?
Su Shirong's forehead veins throbbed: "Madam Zhao! Today I'm giving Zhao You face and not holding you accountable for the harm you caused to my son and Madam Cui, but if I ever see you deliberately approaching my family again, I will never forgive you!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ning panicked terribly: "Lord Su, I... I'm your betrothed! How can you treat me like this?"
"What do you mean, 'fiancée'?" Su Shirong roared. "We've never exchanged betrothal gifts, and I've never come to propose marriage. How can an unmarried young lady say such a thing? Have you no shame?"
Zhao Ning was immediately shocked, then gritted his teeth and roared, "Fine, you Su Shirong! You're nothing but a widower of lowly birth. It's your good fortune that I, Zhao Ning, have taken a liking to you, yet you dare to refuse me, I..."
"Who are you calling of lowly birth?"
Suddenly, a clear voice came from behind them.
Cui Yun'er turned around and saw Su Xuerong walking over, surrounded by a group of palace maids.
Zhao Ning panicked when he saw the scene before him.
Cui Yun'er and Su Shirong hurriedly said, "Your Majesty the Empress!"
Su Xuerong stared coldly at Zhao Ning, who was lying on the ground: "Who did you just say was of lowly birth?"
Zhao Ning trembled all over, lowered her head and bit her lip tightly, not daring to utter a sound.
Only Su Shirong was there just now, so I doubt he would dare to complain to the Empress!
Unexpectedly, Su Xuerong actually came.
Zhao Ning was very dissatisfied.
When she first learned from her elder brother that the prince had married a widow, she felt that the Su family had gotten incredibly lucky.
The Su family came from humble origins, but because a widow was chosen by a prince and became empress, the whole family rose to prominence.
She looked down on the Su family from the bottom of her heart, including the Empress.
Seeing that Zhao Ning was keeping his head down and not speaking, Su Xuerong frowned.
Xiuchun immediately retorted sharply, "The Empress is asking you a question!"
Zhao Ning reluctantly raised his head, his face full of disdain: "I never said that!"
Xiuchun laughed in anger: "We all heard you say those things to humiliate Lord Su just now, and you dare to deny it?"
Zhao Ning sneered, "Is that so? I didn't say anything, you must have misunderstood!"
Her elder brother was Xiao Yuan's confidant, and she didn't believe Su Xuerong would dare to do anything to her!
If Zhao You hadn't strongly opposed it back then, she might have already been a member of Xiao Yuan's mansion, and might even have become the empress. How could this widow in front of her have gotten the chance?
Su Xuerong narrowed her eyes, noticing a hint of mockery in Zhao Ning's unrestrained gaze, and frowned.
No wonder Xiao Yuan objected when he learned that Zhao You wanted to marry his sister to Su Shirong.
My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com