Chapter 15
Youyang's face was frighteningly dark, and Canglin had a bad premonition. Accompanied by Song Jingmo's laughter, after reporting the matter, he quietly retreated, closing the door and isolating the inside and outside of the house.
Cang Xu hadn't seen enough and had no idea of the danger that was about to happen inside, so he asked him why.
Looking at his silly look, Cang Lin felt a sense of clarity, as if he was the only one sober while everyone else was drunk.
He imitated the otherworldly masters, raised his head high and sighed deeply, "You will never understand..."
Cang Xu frowned, looked him up and down with disdain, and couldn't help but curse: "You're sick."
Song Jingmo's laughter in the room was too harsh, and it made Youyang feel angry.
She glared at him, and Song Jingmo became bolder. Not only was he not afraid, he even dared to walk out from behind Wei Lian, holding his belly, pointing at Youyang with a gloating look and laughing even more wildly.
"Still laughing? I'll pull out your tongue!"
You Yang couldn't stand watching Song Jingmo's asking-for-a-beating look anymore. She was so angry that her legs didn't even feel weak, and she could have beaten him thirty more times.
The fairy-like white wide-sleeved gauze dress she wore today, paired with a red waist belt and lining, was so beautiful.
So when she got angry at this moment, she didn't look powerful at all. At most, she was just a beautiful woman with a slight frown on her face, and others were so amazed by her that they couldn't even contain themselves.
You Yang angrily lifted his sleeves and rushed towards Song Jingmo with great momentum.
But just as he took a step, Song Yanting stopped him and said, "Calm down."
Song Yanting was tall, and he could easily gather You Yang under his embrace when he stood in front of her.
The two people were very close, almost only two fists away from each other.
The cedar scent on Song Yanting's body rushed into Youyang's nose. It seemed that in a moment, she was surrounded by the fragrance. She frowned slightly, not quite used to it, and took a step back to increase the distance between them, but the fragrance always surrounded her.
Where Song Jingmo couldn't see, Song Yanting reached out to Youyang.
"Hand it over."
You Yang was puzzled: "What?"
"knife."
Was he asking her to return the knife? She had already snatched it, so it was hers, and she wouldn't give it back.
You Yang tilted her head and pretended to be stupid: "I didn't bring it."
Song Yan naturally didn't believe it. He said nothing, staring at her with his narrow phoenix eyes.
After being stared at by him for a while, Youyang felt her face getting hot for some reason.
She argued, "I really didn't bring it." To increase her credibility, You Yang spread her arms and said, "If you don't believe me, search. I really didn't bring it. I'll give it back to you next time I have the chance."
You Yang relied on the difference between men and women that the noble families in the storybooks valued the most, and was determined that if she did this, Song Yan would not do anything to her.
Unexpectedly, Song Yanting grabbed her wrist and pulled her over. Youyang lost her balance and leaned on Song Yanting's chest.
Song Yan was unmoved by this and calmly pushed her away.
"Since I asked, you must have brought it. Don't try to play tricks on me."
He held You Yang's right wrist tightly and said, "Hand it over. I'll return it to you later."
"Oh..." You Yang took out a dagger from his waist and put it in Song Yanting's hand.
Seeing Song Yanting helping him, Song Jingmo felt that he could do it again.
He became even more arrogant. He slapped his face and challenged You Yang, "What? You want to hit me? Come over here and hit me?"
"I'm standing right here, not even running away. Come over here if you dare!"
Perhaps his behavior was too bad. He saw Youyang's face getting darker and darker, and he took several steps to the side decisively and quickly, staying away from him, for fear that he would be implicated.
"Tsk, no offense, what is she afraid of?" Song Jingmo looked at Wei Lian hiding aside and didn't care. "If you leave, I still have my good brother to help me block it."
Wei Lian held a folding fan in his hand to half-cover his face. He glanced in the direction of Song Yanting and smiled mysteriously at Song Jingmo, motioning him to look over there. "Are you sure?"
"Why am I not sure?"
You Yang was furious and tried to free her wrist from Song Yanting's hand but failed.
"I gave you the knife, and you won't let go."
Song Yanting lowered his eyes and glanced at her right hand. "Is the wound on your hand healed?"
"I'm almost well now. The medicine the doctor gave me is working well."
His question was quite nonsensical, but Youyang couldn't leave so he had to answer honestly.
Song Yan nodded when he heard that, and the strength in his hands loosened. He patted her head like he was coaxing a child, and whispered to her, "Go play."
Song Jingmo was still careless and had no idea that danger was about to come.
"I'm willing to..."
But when he saw with his own eyes that Song Yanting put down his hand that was holding You Yang, he immediately stopped laughing.
Song Yanting took away the dagger that You Yang had hidden on his body, gave Song Jingmo a look that told him to wish him well, and stepped aside to make way for You Yang.
"No one has ever made such a request in my life." You Yang rubbed his hands together, walked up to him step by step, forced the corners of his lips, and raised a weird smile with hidden anger.
"Come on, open your mouth and let your sister see your tongue."
"Don't worry, I'm experienced and my hands are steady. It will be quick. Don't be afraid. The pain will pass in a moment."
"Come~ Come to my sister~"
"Ahhh——" Song Jingmo covered his mouth and screamed, running away and sprinting around the house.
"Wouldn't it be very courageous of you to not run?" You Yang followed closely behind.
He ran away and she chased him, and he couldn't escape no matter how hard he tried.
You Yang would become very irritable when she was tired. She had been flying for so long with her light skills, and she was so angry that she had no idea how to vent it. But she happened to run into someone. With Song Yanting's tacit consent, she wanted to vent her anger even more.
"Brother, save me! Wei Lian, save me!"
There was only one acre and three mu of space in this house. Facing You Yang's calmness, Song Jingmo could neither run away nor fight back. He was able to escape by using the utensils in the house as cover.
You Yang was aggressive and had the momentum to not give up until he achieved his goal.
Song Jingmo was so scared that he howled and asked Song Yanting and the others for help.
Wei Lian was indifferent to the matter and turned a deaf ear to Song Jingmo's call for help. He hid beside the bookshelf and found a military book to read.
At first, Song Yan found the two chasing each other a bit interesting.
After watching for a long time, I became bored. Besides, Song Jingmo's howling was so loud that it gave me a headache.
"That's enough, stop chasing him." He said to Wei Lian, "Take him out."
You Yang was already furious, and since it was her first time here, she was fearless and acted like a newborn calf. She pretended not to hear what Song Yan said, and her mind was filled with the thought of beating up Song Jingmo.
Song Jingmo listened to him and stopped obediently, not daring to move. He looked at Wei Lian as if he had seen a savior.
What he waited for first was not the salvation of the savior, but an angry kick from Youyang.
“Ouch…”
You Yang jumped up and kicked, stepping on Song Jingmo's back and knocking him face down on the ground. She then turned him over, making him face up, and pressed him down, hitting him left and right, leaving two red palm prints on both sides of his face before she felt relieved.
She felt relieved and dusted off her hands. "Okay, go ahead and embarrass yourself."
"You bitch!" Song Jingmo covered his face with his hands, feeling extremely angry. Unable to swallow this anger, he got up from the ground and looked cowardly at Song Yanting who was sitting at the top. "Brother, look at her!"
"How could you let this bitch treat your brother's handsome face like this!"
Hearing him scolding her like this, You Yang was not angry but laughed instead.
She accepted it calmly, "I am a shrew, I will never let go of any grudges, you'd better not mess with me."
Wei Lian pulled Song Jingmo out and said, "Alright, hurry up and follow me. I'll help you find a doctor. Do you still want this face?"
After he said that, Song Jingmo stopped being stubborn and followed the man out obediently for the sake of his own face.
When the door opened, only Cang Lin and Cang Xu were still guarding outside. When they saw the two red slap marks on Song Jingmo's face, they couldn't help laughing out loud.
Song Jingmo stamped his feet in anger, "I've never suffered such humiliation in my life! Next time I'll teach that bitch a lesson!"
Wei Lian immediately poured a basin of cold water on him, "Can you beat her?"
Song Jingmo immediately waved away the hands that were supporting him and threatened, "I'm going to avoid her?!"
Wei Lian shook his head helplessly, smoothed out his cuffs that were wrinkled by Song Jingmo's grip, took out his folding fan and tapped it on his shoulder.
“Sometimes revenge requires not only looking at the other person’s level, but also looking at your own.”
Wei Lian instructed Cang Xu, "Go find a doctor to treat him. There's no need to call in the imperial physician. It would be embarrassing to bring disgrace upon the palace."
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You Yang and Song Yanting were the only ones left in the room, staring at each other.
You Yang returned to her original seat and sat down. "Your Highness asked me to come here and asked me to run all this way. Could it be that you are here just to play the stare-down game?"
Mu Lin's action was indeed beyond his expectation. He was so busy telling him to do things that he forgot that he was a piece of wood.
"Miss You, since you have agreed to my request, you must fulfill your promise. The Lantern Festival will be in a few days, and I want you to accompany me as a guard."
Lantern Festival? Sounds interesting, but not so interesting when you're with this villain.
"Do I have to go?"
Song Yan nodded after hearing this, which meant that there was no room for negotiation.
"All right..."
Song Yanting was very satisfied with her cooperation and said, "Since there is no problem, I will arrange a carriage to pick you up on the Lantern Festival. You can go back now."
You Yang had wanted to leave a long time ago, but after taking two steps, she felt as if something was missing. She turned back and stretched out her hand to Song Yanting, "Give me back the knife."
Song Yan raised his eyebrows and gestured for him to take the knife from the table.
Youyang walked over, picked up the knife, pulled it out and confirmed that there was no problem before continuing to walk out.
When he passed by Song Yanting, he suddenly said, "This knife doesn't suit you. I'll give you a portable one after the Lantern Festival in a few days."
"Oh... then thank you." She felt something was wrong the moment she took a step forward. She turned around, knelt stiffly, and bowed to Song Yanting again, "Thank you, Your Highness."
I only heard a light laugh from the leader, "Alright, get out."
It was Canglin who arranged the departure. Now he finally learned his lesson and arranged a carriage for her.
The carriage was parked in a remote corner of the backyard of You Mansion. There was a risk of being discovered if he went through the back door, so You Yang simply climbed over the wall and went back.
It wasn't until she got home that You Yang realized, "Oh no, I was made to climb over the wall for half an hour just for this trivial matter?!"
"The secret guard got me beaten up for leaking something. What happened?"
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