Chapter 49: Pushing down the screen! Ling Buyi makes a scene at the birthday party
"We are all respectable ladies, we behave properly and sit upright, unlike some people who are coquettish and pretentious, flirting with others." Wang Yan glared at Cheng Shaoshang and continued in a sarcastic tone, "General Ling is a great man, how could he understand these sneaky and secretive tricks? I'm afraid he's been bewitched!"
Wan Qiqi couldn't hold back her anger anymore and slammed the table in front of her: "Wang Yan! Are you slandering me again?"
Wang Yan slammed the table, unwilling to be outdone: "I don't have it!"
Shao Shang quickly stopped Wan Qiqi from standing up and confronting Wang Yan: "Sister..."
Before he could finish his words, a group of soldiers, all of them with their heads held high, burly figures, and full of murderous intent, came in and surrounded the entire female guest seat.
The girls had never seen such a scene before. They turned pale and screamed, dodging to the other side and huddling together like frightened quails.
Wang Yan hid behind the curtains and continued to talk about etiquette.
Ling Buyi didn't care about that: "Okay, then today I will teach you what it means to have a sense of shame and etiquette!" He stretched out his arm, and the screen fell down with a loud "bang", like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.
He Zhaojun had already crossed her arms and stood a little further away to watch the excitement. From here, she could see the entire female guest seats and could also see Ling Buyi's movements clearly. It was the best viewing position.
"The room is bustling with activity, yet you seem to be enjoying some free time." Hearing the noise behind her, He Zhaojun simply opened her palm, which contained a few melon seeds, and held it out to the Third Prince. The Third Prince had already stood behind He Zhaojun without her noticing.
He Zhaojun picked up one and put it in her mouth. "Your Highness, Third Prince, General Ling is displaying his extraordinary abilities and wholeheartedly protecting Shao Shang. I'm truly envious... Why don't you step forward and lend a hand?"
Isn't the Third Prince Wen Ziduan Ling Buyi's venomous fan? He must be secretly happy right now, and thinks Ling Buyi's move is incredibly handsome.
"What about you? You look even more relaxed and at ease than when you slapped Madam Wang in the face yourself." Wen Ziduan couldn't understand why this person seemed to have calculated everything in advance and found a good position early, as if he was sure that all this would happen soon.
He Zhaojun spat out the melon seed shells and said, "It's so tiring to do it yourself. Look, someone is standing up for Shao Shang now. I'm happy to watch the show and eat melon seeds. Isn't it a pleasure?"
At this point, He Zhaojun realized that the only two people watching the show were Wen Ziduan, who was a die-hard fan of Ling Buyi, and herself, who was a career-oriented fan of Cheng Shaoshang, and was the most relaxed and at ease.
When Ling Buyi had almost finished making trouble, He Zhaojun appeared at the right time and quickly ordered people to clean up the situation. The third princess's husband had also been brought on board by Wen Ziduan. She only had to wait for the two to reconcile, and then she would have accomplished her mission.
She noticed that Shao Shang looked downcast, lacking any of the joy that one would expect from someone supporting them. He Zhaojun stepped forward and shook Shao Shang's hand. "Sister Shao Shang, are you feeling helpless about what just happened?"
Shao Shang nodded. "Even though I'm full of mouths and have more than half the reason, I still can't make them shut up... But as soon as Ling Buyi opens his mouth, their expressions change, as if they put on another face."
Today, Cheng Shaoshang finally saw what power looked like. Wan Qiqi fought back with all her might, and Xiao Yuanyi, wanting to get up, could only endure it with all her might. He Zhaojun patted her head.
"I know you mind. That's Ling Buzhi's power, not yours. But Shao Shang..." He Zhaojun smiled, "Power is neither good nor bad. It all depends on who wields it and where it's used. Just like this three-foot-long blade in my hand, I can swing it at the weak, or I can block incoming swords for them."
"Besides, the only way to avoid being oppressed by the powerful is to become the powerful."
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