"What's wrong with you?" Song Zhiyu's lips twitched twice. She had no idea how Shen Yanxi had run into Songxi Courtyard.
Upon hearing this, Shen Yanxi's anger surged, his face turning as black as the bottom of a pot. "I heard about your affair with Princess Nanyang and came here specifically for this purpose, but you say I'm going crazy..."
In the end, he couldn't help but feel aggrieved, his narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes filled with bloodshot veins.
He must be crazy to care about Song Zhiyu; she doesn't need it at all.
Song Zhiyu didn't even lift her eyelids, her tone even colder than before, "No need, you should worry about yourself."
She had noticed some suspicious figures appearing in the capital recently, most likely from Qingfeng Village, and they were also targeting Shen Yanxi and his group. She just didn't know who would be the unlucky one.
But Song Zhiyu didn't remind him of his thoughts and tried to leave after passing Shen Yanxi.
Shen Yanxi grew anxious and grabbed Song Zhiyu's arm, his expression complicated. "The Princess of Nanyang is vindictive and, being a princess personally appointed by His Majesty, has a noble status."
You have offended her today. Knowing her temperament, she will certainly not let it go easily, and it might even implicate the Marquis's mansion.
Shen Yanxi was serious about what he said. Although Princess Nanyang was a bit arrogant and domineering, she was still a royal princess who had been pampered since childhood. Song Zhiyu would not get the better of her if she went against her.
He didn't know whether he was worried about the Marquis's mansion or about Song Zhiyu.
Song Zhiyu stopped, looked down at the large hand on her arm, and asked with a half-smile, "So what do you want?"
"Hand over Lu Bai, then go apologize to the princess. With Shu'er mediating, this matter can be resolved perfectly." Shen Yanxi spoke clearly and without hesitation, stating his idea.
In his view, Lu Bai was just a maid. If handing her over could solve the current problem, then they wouldn't bother going against Princess Nanyang for a maid and putting the Marquis's mansion in a disadvantageous position.
"Is this Princess Nanyang's idea, or yours?" Song Zhiyu smiled slightly, not looking angry, but rather asking with a rather serious expression.
Seeing this, Shen Yanxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't refuse immediately, nor did he hit him. It seemed that this matter had a chance.
He straightened his expression and said, "Shu'er pleaded for you, and the princess also conceded a step for Shu'er's sake. As long as you hand that girl over to her, all grudges will be wiped clean."
Although he didn't understand why the Princess of Nanyang would go to such lengths to make things difficult for a maid, if it was just because she had accidentally offended her, then there was no need to go to such lengths.
But she stubbornly insisted on revealing Lu Bai's identity, leaving the Shen family with no choice but to force Song Zhiyu to hand her over.
“She agreed to wipe the hatchet, but I didn’t.” Song Zhiyu brushed away Shen Yanxi’s hand, the smile on her lips gradually fading, her words clearly stating her stance.
“I know you value Lu Bai, but she’s just a maid…” Shen Yanxi’s brows furrowed into a deep frown. He really couldn’t understand Song Zhiyu’s actions.
Song Zhiyu didn't care about his thoughts at all, casually smoothing the wrinkles on his cuffs. "There's no point in talking to you when we don't see eye to eye. I'd like to advise you, Fourth Young Master Shen, to mind your own business."
"I'm doing this for your own good, don't be ungrateful." Shen Yanxi's face turned bright red. He hadn't expected that Song Zhiyu would be so ungrateful for his good intentions.
He reached out, trying to grab Song Zhiyu, but his hand was firmly held in place by a large, iron-like hand. The bones in his wrist made a cracking sound, as if they would be crushed at any moment.
"Just talk, don't get physical." Su Jinyang's lips curled into a dangerous smile, and he unconsciously increased the pressure on the face in front of him, looking at the pale and ashen face with a grin.
What a useless piece of trash! He couldn't even withstand it after using less than 30% of his strength. No wonder the Chengen Marquis's mansion is declining day by day.
"Su Jinyang, this is the Marquis's residence, not a place for you to run wild. Let go now..." Shen Yanxi's face was contorted with pain. A military general is indeed a military general, all he has is brute strength but no brains.
Su Jinyang ignored Shen Yanxi and continued to beat him with undiminished force. He would have beaten even Shen Feng if he were here, let alone a spoiled brat.
After a long while, seeing that Shen Yanxi's face was contorted and his forehead was covered in cold sweat, Song Zhiyu finally spoke softly, "Third Brother, that's enough."
Upon hearing this, Su Jinyang raised an eyebrow, giving Song Zhiyu a lot of face, and immediately let go.
Having recovered from the pain, Shen Yanxi noticed Song Zhiyu's address to Su Jinyang, and a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in his heart.
"You...you call him Third Brother?" Shen Yanxi licked his dry lips, his throat was a little hoarse.
Song Zhiyu didn't even glance at Shen Yanxi, but handed Su Jinyang a handkerchief, her tone calm yet sharp as a blade, "Wipe yourself."
Su Jinyang naturally took the handkerchief and slowly wiped his slender, jade-like fingers.
The two walked and talked, completely ignoring Shen Yanxi, who looked aggrieved and hurt behind them.
Looking at Su Jinyang's broad and tall back, Shen Yanxi suddenly felt that they seemed to be getting further and further away from Song Zhiyu.
With an older brother like Su Jinyang, it's no wonder Song Zhiyu is unwilling to acknowledge them.
Shen Yanxi chuckled self-deprecatingly, feeling somewhat embarrassed as he thought about what he had just said.
With Su Jinyang protecting her, Princess Nanyang dared not act rashly.
Who can blame Su Jinyang? He is not only a great contributor to the Lintian Dynasty, but also a favorite of His Majesty. Even the beloved Princess of Nanyang has to give way to him.
Shen Yanxi left Songxi Courtyard in a daze, walking out of the gate step by step.
This incident had a huge impact on him, and he needed to think about it quietly.
Lost in his own thoughts, Shen Yanxi was completely unaware that he had been targeted.
The group of people hiding in the shadows quietly followed, not forgetting to confirm Shen Yanxi's identity.
"Second Master, that's the fourth young master of the Marquis of Chengen's mansion, and also the most good-for-nothing son of the Marquis of Chengen. He's just a spoiled brat, always causing trouble. It's the easiest for us to catch him."
The group followed Shen Yanxi into a restaurant, their sharp eyes fixed on his figure, as if afraid he would run away.
A melancholy lingered between Shen Yanxi's brows as he drank cup after cup of wine.
He still couldn't understand how Song Zhiyu had ended up like this with them, when things hadn't been like this from the beginning.
When exactly did things start to change?
Seeing his attempt to drown his sorrows in alcohol, the people around him exchanged glances.
It's better if they're drunk; it'll make it easier for them to make their move later.
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