As a result, countless people came to the county government office crying and complaining all day long, creating an unbearable commotion.
But the magistrate thought these were trivial matters, not worth mentioning, and far less important than the young man in black.
After all, who is Marquis Anbo? He can easily remove Marquis Anbo's official hat with just a few words, and the White Python Pavilion can also silently take his life on a dark and windy night.
He has so many concubines, he can't die!
So, the county magistrate, who was in a great hurry, waved his hand and quickly dismissed all the yamen runners in the county office to arrest the three culprits.
Along the way, besides hearing about the crimes of the young man in black, the magistrate also heard many people talking about Shen Jiao, how stunningly beautiful she was, how ethereal and charming she was, and how captivating she was. The rumors were so fantastical that they made him extremely curious and eager to know more.
Although he has recently taken in a few concubines, it is common knowledge that beauty is more important than quantity.
He stroked his mustache and chuckled, then stopped the leader of the constables. “If those two men don’t surrender obediently, we can use some force, but be careful not to kill them. If they die, it will be hard to explain to Young Master Mu. As for that young lady, cough cough, take her back to the county office first. I have my own arrangements.”
"yes."
This kind of thing happens frequently, and the head constable was already quite skilled in his work, so he immediately withdrew.
...
Meanwhile, Shen Qingye, who was seeing stars after being kicked by the tyrant, overheard Mu Yang smugly telling Shen Yu about this, and almost vomited blood from anger.
Unaware of anything amiss, Mu Yang looked at the dying Chen Yu with heartache, "Miss Yu'er, don't worry, once I catch that pretty boy, I will definitely avenge you!"
"Hmm... but wouldn't that be too much trouble for Young Master Mu?" Shen Yu leaned against the pillow, her eyes darting around. "Actually... well, I don't have any major problems, it's just..."
"Just what?" Mu Yangxin immediately jumped to her throat.
Shen Yu smiled helplessly, "Hmm... Is this something I can talk about? It's just, sigh, I just have a little headache, oh no, and my hands hurt a little too, um, my feet aren't feeling too well either, oh, I forgot, my chest feels a little tight, but it's all just a little bit, but thankfully I'm not bleeding! Wow, Young Master Mu, I suddenly realized I'm not bleeding! I was kicked so hard, yet I'm not bleeding at all! Young Master Mu, I feel so lucky!"
"Stop talking, Miss Yu'er, please stop talking." Mu Yang's heart was breaking into pieces. She wished she could transfer all her pain to him, so that he could suffer and feel the pain for her!
Mu Yang was feeling down, but she still couldn't suppress her affection. "Yu'er, you're so optimistic and kind. Even after something like this happened, you can still face life with a smile. I think you're different from other girls. Yu'er, don't you think you're unique?"
Shen Yu covered her mouth and smiled shyly, "Hmm... how can it not count?"
Mu Yang was so amused by her laughter that she lost her mind. "Miss Yu'er, you need to eat well, recover from your injuries, sleep well, and take your medicine properly. Don't worry, I will definitely catch those people and have them kneel down and apologize to you!"
Shen Qingye felt a chill run down his spine. Making a tyrant kneel before them? Why didn't this kid surnamed Mu just send a few coffins?
He rubbed his throbbing temples and said, "Young Master Mu, I'm sorry to interrupt, but first of all, this matter is not what you think. Secondly, it's too complicated for me to go into the details. Moreover, this is a matter of our Marquis Anbo's residence, and it's inappropriate for you to interfere. I hope this ends here."
With Yu Wushuang absent, Mu Yang was filled with the heroic spirit of rescuing a damsel in distress. Apart from Shen Yu's every smile and frown, he paid no attention to anyone else.
Fearing that he would disturb Shen Yu's rest, he suppressed his anger and called Shen Qingye to the corridor outside the clinic.
Shen Yu was in poor health and suffered a merciless kick from the tyrant, immediately losing consciousness. If Mu Yang hadn't happened to witness the kick, the situation might have been even more serious.
Thinking of this, Shen Qingye followed her out. He had originally planned to explain things clearly in front of Shen Yu, to give her an explanation, after all, that was a cruel and ruthless emperor.
"What does Young Master Shen mean by that? Does he intend to let this go?"
Seeing that Shen Qingye had closed the door, Mu Yang glared angrily and immediately rebuked him: "Young Master Shen, as Miss Yu'er's brother, you just watched your own sister being bullied by outsiders and did nothing. Shen Qingye, you are a coward!"
Shen Qingye was immediately enraged. How was he a coward? To put it bluntly, there were countless people in the world who wanted to kill Ji Yan, but what happened? Assassination attempts were always underway, but they had never succeeded.
Furthermore, the Marquis of Anbo's mansion was like an ant before the mighty emperor. How could they possibly fight? How could they possibly fight? When the emperor commands the death of his subjects, the subjects have no choice but to die. Moreover, it was already a stroke of luck that Ji Yan did not take his and Shen Yu's lives.
But he couldn't tell Mu Yang any of this. No matter how angry he was, as a citizen of Great Yan, he couldn't casually reveal His Majesty's whereabouts.
Shen Qingye could only suppress his frustration and said, "Young Master Mu, calm down. The truth is not what you think. Moreover, by doing this, you are not only harming Yu'er, but also pushing our entire Anbo Marquis's Mansion into a fire pit."
Mu Yang couldn't stop sneering, "I've never seen anyone talk about fear so grandly and respectably. In my Sword Forging Manor, apart from His Majesty the current emperor, everyone else is trash in my eyes."
Shen Qingye: "..." To be honest, the scum you're talking about might just be the current emperor?
Seeing Shen Qingye hesitate and dawdle, Mu Yang said impatiently, "I know, Young Master Shen, you're so indifferent because Yu'er isn't your biological sister, right? Fine, fine, I thought the Marquis of Anbo's mansion was quite kind-hearted, but it turns out it's just an act for outsiders. I'll say it here today: if the Marquis of Anbo's mansion doesn't care about Yu'er, someone else will!"
Perhaps to emphasize the force of her words, Mu Yang turned and left after finishing her sentence. However, she turned too far and accidentally bumped into a pillar behind her. Shen Qingye couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The conflict between the two men immediately reached its peak.
...
Shen Jiao thought it would take forever, but for some reason, when the number of constables maintaining order on the streets suddenly increased, the tyrant slowed down considerably, much like a seventy-year-old grandfather taking a leisurely stroll.
Because he slowed down, Liang Heng even had time to build relationships with the girls he passed by, and along the way, he collected quite a few coins.
No, it's already dark. Don't you really need to find a place to sleep?
Beautiful women shouldn't stay up late, or their skin will age prematurely and develop wrinkles. She rubbed her cheeks and felt that her skin wasn't as plump as it had been in the afternoon.
Although Shen Jiao could not accurately guess the tyrant's thoughts, Ji Yan only needed one look to know what the frizzy hamster was thinking.
Are you sleepy?
Shen Jiao was slightly taken aback. Was she being so obvious? Even if she was sleepy, she wouldn't dare to answer. "No, that's not true. How could I be sleepy at the start of the nightlife?"
After saying that, she yawned due to a strong physiological reaction.
Shen Jiao: "..."
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