Chapter 12 I am the only one who can bully my people
The person who came was Chu Shenhao, the only male heir of the Prime Minister's Mansion. He was drunk when he kicked the door open, and the jade pendant on his waist jingled.
When he came back from studying in seclusion at the academy, he heard about today's catching drama and wanted to come and watch the fun, but he didn't expect that the person caught was actually his elder sister.
The one who loved him the most was his elder sister who was born to the same mother and father as him. On his way here, he heard that the captured person was beaten by the princess. Could it be that his own sister was beaten?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Chu Xinyao arguing with Luo Xifeng. Chu Shenhao joined the camp without thinking.
"Luo Xifeng, you lowly person, what are you farting about while we're talking? Don't you see what you are? You're just a bunch of scum who relies on beauty to get ahead. You're embarrassing yourself."
Luo Xifeng stood tall and graceful, and turned a deaf ear to the insults, as if any kind of abuse was nothing to him.
Chu Shenhao became even more angry when he saw his neither humble nor arrogant attitude. He had always been a playboy, relying on being the only heir to the Prime Minister's Mansion to act tyrannically. Everyone who saw him had to bow and scrape.
A mere untouchable actually dared to ignore him. Chu Yangyang was usually favored by her father, so he was somewhat afraid of her. When Chu Yangyang beat her own sister, he could only be angry but not say anything.
But Luo Xifeng is Chu Yangyang's husband, and now Chu Yangyang hates him and will definitely not help him. Chu Shenhao simply vents all his resentment on Luo Xifeng.
With someone's support, Chu Xinyao immediately straightened her back.
"Hao'er, my sister is being wronged. Please stand up for her! They all bullied me! Especially this Luo Xifeng, who even hit me with a bluestone!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Shenhao ignored everything and swung the celadon vase on the antique shelf to smash it, but Luo Xifeng dodged it nimbly.
The porcelain bottle exploded on the wall with a crisp sound, and a piece of porcelain bounced back quickly, cutting Luo Xifeng's wrist in the blink of an eye, and blood immediately appeared.
Chu Shenhao's breath of alcohol and saliva splashed out, "You filthy thing that is not worthy of being on the stage. This young master hits you to give you face! Kneel down! If you kowtow to this young master, this young master will forgive you this time!"
Luo Xifeng glanced at the wound on his wrist indifferently, and glanced at Chu Shenhao with eyes full of contempt, as if he was looking at a fool.
The excessive sarcasm made Chu Shenhao hysterical, "I told you to kneel down, did you hear me?!"
After saying this, he staggered forward with his arms outstretched, like an enraged fighting cock.
The silver needle on Luo Xifeng's fingertips flashed with cold light, and he instinctively wanted to shoot the needle out.
Suddenly, a cold fragrance came through the air.
Chu Yangyang's slender fingers clasped his hair like iron pliers, and the gilded armor scratched across his hair, leaving a string of blood beads.
The moment the boy leaned back, two slaps sounded like thunder, and his face turned blue and white.
"you!"
Chu Shenhao covered his right cheek, which was swollen like a longevity peach, and the alcohol turned into cold sweat that soaked through his heavy clothes.
Chu Yangyang didn't look away and raised his hand to strike again.
Chu Shenhao didn't expect that a young woman could have such brute force. He took a step back unconsciously.
Seeing her son being beaten, Concubine Jin was immediately distressed and rushed over, pointing her bloody fingertips at Chu Yangyang. "Even if you are the princess, how can you hit others without knowing right from wrong? Besides, don't forget, it's you, the princess, who bullies Lord Luo the most."
Chu Yangyang stood in front of Luo Xifeng, protecting him behind her like a hen protecting her chicks. "My people can only be bullied by me. If others dare to get involved, don't blame me for being rude."
They actually dared to insult Luo Xifeng in public. She had tried so hard to please him and improve his favor, but these two stupid siblings offended her again.
She was really afraid that Luo Xifeng would get angry and destroy the Prime Minister's Mansion and her in advance.
She only cares about her life now.
Luo Xifeng was startled, his eyelashes trembling slightly. Looking at the petite figure in front of him that was only as tall as his shoulders, he seemed to see thousands of troops lined up in front of him.
The tassels of the golden phoenix hairpin in the woman's hair were trembling violently, like the unbridled heartbeat in his chest.
For the first time, someone protected him.
And this person turned out to be the one he hated the most.
Luo Xifeng clenched his hands behind his back suddenly, his knuckles turning white as if he wanted to crush something, but he suddenly loosened his grip when he touched the silver needle in his sleeve.
It turns out that being protected by someone feels so heart-wrenching.
He instinctively wanted to hide.
The girl's calm yet intimidating voice echoed, "Anyone who says anything humiliating about my husband again will be slapping me in the face. I will make him wish he were dead, or alive."
Fortunately, the original owner was cruel and absurd enough, which made Chu Yangyang's words now more powerful and frightening.
Chu Shenhao covered his face with one hand, angry but not daring to speak, his teeth itching with hatred.
Chu Xinyao suddenly sobbed, tears rolling down her cheeks like pearls. "Sister, have you forgotten? You used to love Hao'er the most. You said Hao'er was your only brother and you would always protect him. You used to love your sister too, but now, why do you keep bullying your own family for a lowly outsider? Luo Xifeng is nothing but a lowly slave!"
She raised her tearful face, but suddenly lost her voice when she met Chu Yangyang's eyes. What was dancing in her pupils was clearly the fire of purgatory.
“Bang!”
A slap in the face made Chu Xinyao's hair disheveled, and her gold and jade earrings drew a sad and beautiful arc in the air.
Chu Yangyang gripped her jaw with such force that it seemed as if she was going to crush the delicate bones into dust: "Sister, you've forgotten what I just said. If I hear the word 'lowly slave' again..."
She suddenly chuckled, her fingertips caressing the throbbing blood vessels on the girl's neck, and whispered softly in her ear, "Sister, this snow-white neck is really suitable for tying a three-foot white silk..."
Chu Xinyao looked up in horror.
Didn't Chu Yangyang usually hate Luo Xifeng the most? She'd even asked her for advice to humiliate him before, so why was she suddenly defending him today?
In the past, I always felt satisfied watching Chu Yangyang treating others madly, but today, she turned her anger against herself. She was so frightened by the terrifying murderous aura that she trembled all over and broke out in a cold sweat.
Luo Xifeng had extraordinary hearing, and he also heard Chu Yangyang's whisper, and doubts resurfaced in his heart.
But he soon realized that Chu Yangyang was vicious, rude and absurd, and she just wanted to use his name to take revenge on Chu Xinyao.
Treat him as a tool, haha.
Luo Xifeng looked at Chu Yangyang with an expression that was covered with ice again.
Chu Yangyang on the other side had no idea what he was thinking. She lowered her eyes and glanced at Chu Xinyao who was sitting on the ground, with a smile made of frost and snow on the corner of her lips.
"Relatives?" The sneer that escaped her throat was like a jackdaw flying over a dead branch. "I don't know of any relative who would be like a venomous snake, singling out the weak spot of their own family to bite."
Chu Xinyao's swollen cheeks were like petals that had been poured with boiling water. She huddled together and hid behind Aunt Jin.
Xiao Renyu stood in the shadow of the corridor column, his eyes like poisoned silver needles, piercing countless bloody holes on Chu Xinyao's back.
Seeing his sister being beaten, Chu Shenhao suddenly plucked up his courage and shouted, "Don't think you're just a princess. Father loves you so much, but you're so arrogant and bully us at will. Mother, you're the mistress. Hurry up and tell someone to tie her up and beat her!"
Aunt Jin then screamed, "This is outrageous!"
She held Chu Shenhao behind her like a protective calf, and pointed her ruby-studded armor directly at Chu Yangyang's brow: "You are so arrogant, Princess! When did you ever get the chance to hold a private court in the Prime Minister's Mansion? What's more, you have no evidence at all, and you are just making up stories!"
Thunder roared outside the eaves, and suddenly through the rain came a trembling voice from a servant: "Prime Minister, return home."
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