"What does she mean by that?" Shen Yuzhou murmured, his thoughts in turmoil, and he couldn't help but want to go forward and ask her for clarification.
Could there be another reason behind his disability in both legs?
Seeing this, Shen Jinshu's heart leaped into her throat. She quickly stopped him and changed the subject, "Brother, it's just this maid's nonsense. Why take it to heart? The princess has something to say to you."
Princess Nanyang was very pleased with Shen Jinshu's sensible actions. Blushing, she stepped forward, shielding Shen Yuzhou with her entire body, her beautiful eyes filled with shyness. "Brother Yuzhou, my birthday is in a few days, and I want to..."
"Bang!"
At the same time, a loud thud rang out, sending wood chips flying that narrowly missed Princess Nanyang's face, leaving a faint bloodstain on her fair and delicate skin.
"Ah, my face!" she screamed, covering her face. She turned around and glared angrily at the person who had come in, wanting to see which clueless bastard dared to act so arrogantly in front of her.
Suddenly meeting Song Zhiyu's dark and deep eyes, Princess Nanyang's heart skipped a beat, and she unconsciously swallowed.
Song Zhiyu glanced at her, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his dark eyes, and a very faint smile appeared on his lips.
She took a few steps forward, overturned the servant who was pinning Lu Bai down, and carefully examined her wounds, her eyes filled with heartache.
"Miss, this servant... this servant has finally waited for you." Lu Bai forced a smile onto her pale, snow-white face. It was so good to see her mistress again.
After saying this, Lu Bai suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and her whole body was frighteningly cold.
"I will definitely avenge you for this." Song Zhiyu stuffed a black pill into Lu Bai's mouth to temporarily protect her heart.
Su Jinyang's face also darkened for once. He reached out and took Lu Bai from him, saying, "Give her to me."
He knew what Song Zhiyu wanted to do most right now.
Princess Nanyang was furious. These two people really didn't take her seriously at all. "Su Jinyang, what are you doing here? Put her down for me right now. She hasn't finished her twenty strokes of the cane yet."
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Zhiyu's cold, venomous gaze swept over her, like a sharp knife stabbing mercilessly into her body.
After the fear subsided, all that remained for her was anger.
It was a great disgrace that she, a princess of Nanyang, was intimidated by the imposing manner of a country girl.
"Song Zhiyu, if you had arrived any later, that girl would have been beaten to death. But judging from her condition, she probably won't live much longer." Princess Nanyang deliberately provoked Song Zhiyu; she just wanted to see Song Zhiyu unhappy.
Instead of getting angry, Song Zhiyu laughed, her face full of sarcasm, "The princess is just like your brother, both of you like to court death."
Mentioning the Prince's heir, Princess Nanyang reacted as if a cat had been stepped on, jumping up and down instantly, "If it weren't for your scheming, how could my brother have been exiled? That girl's life is worthless; she deserves to die for offending me."
Shen Jinshu secretly clenched her handkerchief, somewhat disapproving of Princess Nanyang's quick temper when provoked by Song Zhiyu. In addition to feeling disappointed, she also felt a deep sense of worry.
She gazed in the direction Su Jinyang had left with complicated emotions. It would be a relief if that girl were dead, but it would be troublesome if she hadn't.
And what about Su Jinyang? Why is he appearing with Song Zhiyu? What is the relationship between the two of them?
She then realized that her investigation into Song Zhiyu was only superficial.
There were some more important things she hadn't discovered.
Shen Yuzhou shared the same thought as her. He frowned as he looked at Song Zhiyu's expression and thought to himself that something was wrong.
Song Zhiyu is a reckless person who will beat anyone when she gets angry, and she doesn't care about the identity of the Princess of Nanyang.
As expected, Song Zhiyu approached the Nanyang Princess step by step, whose every word was a lowly life, and the smile on her lips was particularly chilling.
Unfortunately, the culprit was completely unaware and continued to shout. She refused to believe that Song Zhiyu would dare to lay a hand on her.
"Second sister, this is all a misunderstanding. You can't lay a hand on the princess..." Shen Jinshu pretended to block Song Zhiyu's way, as if she couldn't read her expression.
"Get lost." A single word escaped Song Zhiyu's lips. She didn't even glance at Shen Jinshu before sweeping him aside.
But before he could take two steps, Shen Yuzhou blocked his way, saying, "Calm down. It's not worth it for a maid. She is the Princess of Nanyang. If you mess with her, you'll be in big trouble."
He knew Song Zhiyu's methods very well. This time, Princess Nanyang had crossed her bottom line, and being beaten up was the least of her worries.
Whether for the sake of the Marquis of Chengen's mansion or for Song Zhiyu, he absolutely could not allow the Princess of Nanyang to have any mishaps in the mansion.
"You get out too." Song Zhiyu glanced at him coldly. Her only target right now was Princess Nanyang; she would deal with the others later.
Shen Yuzhou froze under that cold gaze. He wanted to explain, but couldn't open his mouth. He could only watch helplessly as Song Zhiyu walked past him toward Princess Nanyang.
“I am the Princess of Nanyang, personally appointed by His Majesty. I am of noble status. You are the daughter of a subject. Yet you do not bow to me. I can punish you for disrespect.”
Princess Nanyang raised her chin, her eyes filled with arrogance. The difference in their status allowed her to firmly suppress Song Zhiyu.
“Since the princess has said that I was disrespectful to you, wouldn’t it be a pity if I didn’t confirm this crime?” Song Zhiyu chuckled twice, her expression revealing neither joy nor anger.
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Zhiyu kicked Princess Nanyang in the knee. As Princess Nanyang cried out in pain with wide eyes, Song Zhiyu slapped her across the face with almost all his might.
"Princess, remember this: this is true disrespect." Song Zhiyu whispered these words in Princess Nanyang's ear, then kicked her again.
With a loud "crack," the crisp sound of the kneecap slamming into the ground reached everyone's ears, and the screams of agony made them feel pain just by hearing them.
Princess Nanyang's eyes were filled with tears, but her mouth remained stubborn, "How dare you treat me like this! I, the princess, will surely cut you into a thousand pieces..."
"I'm waiting." Song Zhiyu grabbed Princess Nanyang's chin, revealing a terrifying smile, showing no fear of her threat.
Amidst the astonished and terrified gazes of everyone, Song Zhiyu tossed Princess Nanyang to the ground like a rag doll, glanced down at her condescendingly, and then strode away.
*
Songxiyuan.
"Miss, I'm alright now." Lu Bai forced herself to sit up, her small and delicate face still deathly pale, but thankfully she had regained some vitality.
After Song Zhiyu gave Lu Bai the medicine, she asked, "What exactly happened that made Shen Jinshu want to kill you?"
The arrival of Princess Nanyang at the Marquis's residence, and even her passing through Songxi Courtyard, were all orchestrated by Shen Jinshu.
She thought she had hidden herself well, but little did she know that the enemy is often the one who understands the enemy best.
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