When I went downstairs, I was still targeted by someone.
A young man with slicked-back hair and powdered face stepped forward, shielding his eyes with his hand and staring at her with lustful eyes, looking her up and down. "Young lady, where are you going?"
Bei Yueli was already uncomfortable drinking, and now being stopped by someone, a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes, and she shouted sternly: "Get out!"
As the youngest son of the censor, Yang Cheng was spoiled and was always sought after wherever he went. This was the first time he was humiliated like this, and his face instantly turned gloomy.
"You ungrateful young lady, I want to see how you can make me get out of here."
"Come here, bring her to my house."
He glanced at her with lustful eyes. This woman was truly stunning. If he were to marry a wife, it would be nice to marry her. It would also be an explanation to his parents.
Bei Yueli was offended by this and squinted her eyes to see the other person's face clearly. She said in a cold voice: "Haha, Ningshuang, why don't you hurry up and bring him to me... to me."
"Yes, Master."
Ningshuang Yunyun flew over, grabbed the man's collar and threw him over. Looking at the man lying on the ground in a mess, her face was stern and her eyes were sharp.
Bei Yueli shook her head, feeling a little more clear-headed. She walked towards the man step by step, raised her hand and slapped him twice, with a look of contempt in her eyes: "You idiot, I don't want to kill anyone today, so get out of here."
"Let's go back."
Chenyu helped her out the door, and a loud shout came from behind.
"Come here, capture them for me. You are all dead. Watching me being humiliated, if you go back, I will definitely kill you."
The guards were terrified and didn't dare to disobey his orders. They surrounded the three of them and said coldly, "Stop! My young master is the youngest son of the Imperial Censor. How dare you!"
Bei Yueli's face was full of impatience: "Son of the Censor, I didn't expect that old guy would actually give birth to such a waste. He dared to tease me in broad daylight."
"Let's go to the Censor's Mansion."
Yang Cheng covered his face and chased after her, gritting his teeth: "Young lady, you have such a cruel heart. I just said a few words to you, and look how you slapped me in the face."
"Come back to my house with me and serve me wine. If you are satisfied with my service, I will let you go."
Ning Shuang scolded: "How dare you! Do you know who my master is..."
Bei Yueli interrupted her directly: "Okay Ningshuang, I have never been to the Censorate Mansion. Now that I have the chance, I will go and take a look."
"By the way, let's see if that old guy really dares to let me serve him. Haha, great, let's go to the Censorate."
The street was noisy. Jiang Sheng looked up, but the crowd made it impossible to see what was going on inside. He looked at the waiter curiously, "Brother Xiaoer, what's going on over there?"
The waiter glanced at it and quickly looked away, whispering, "Ah, what else could it be? It must be the little bully from the Censorate's Mansion coming out again. I'm afraid he's set his eyes on another girl and wants to snatch her away."
"Huh? Robbery, doesn't the censor care?"
"Well, the censor had three daughters, and this son was born in his old age. He almost died during childbirth, so he spoiled this youngest son very much..."
After the waiter finished blabbering, he quickly looked around to see if there was anyone around before he breathed a sigh of relief: "In short, this little bully is a playboy. Whenever he leaves the house, he will definitely try to molest the young lady."
"I wonder whose young lady is going to be in trouble now."
Jiang Sheng nodded without asking any more questions, lowering his head and eating his meal quietly...
Bei Yueli brought people to the Censorate's Mansion and went straight to the back house and sat on the upper chair. She looked down at the people who came in with a faint smile on her lips.
"Go, call your censor here. I'll serve you in front of her. As long as the censor agrees, I'll have no objection."
"Haha, young lady, you are really good at playing around. Even if my mother comes, it will be useless. My mother dotes on me the most. You just need to stay at home well."
"When I get tired of you, I'll give you money to leave the house. I'm not a cruel person. Of course, if you don't obey, you can only leave sideways."
He developed a lewd smile on his face, his eyes constantly wandering around her.
Bei Yueli was disgusted. She didn't want to marry the man from Beixia because he was so delicate and artificial, which was even more disgusting than women.
"Go, call my mother and tell her that I want to get married and that I've found a girl I like. Tell her to come find a matchmaker and propose."
"Well, you can just be a concubine. I won't let you be my wife."
Bei Yueli chuckled softly and said with a smile, "Okay, as long as the censor dares to speak, I have no objection."
Not long after, the Imperial Censor hurried over. Seeing his useless youngest son, he showed a helpless look on his face: "Cheng'er, you're back. Do you really have a girl you like? Who is she?"
Yang Cheng pointed at the person sitting there, and pulled the censor's sleeve and said coquettishly: "Mother is her. I fell in love with her at first sight when I saw her in the restaurant, but I don't know her family background."
"If she's good, then marry her. If not, then just be her concubine. As long as she doesn't leave children, then it's fine."
Upon hearing this, the censor looked over and met the pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. They were so similar to those of the emperor in the hall. The joy on his face faded instantly, and he looked at her with horror.
“You, you…”
Seeing this, Yang Cheng asked in confusion, "Mom, are you okay? This girl is very pretty, and I think she's very good too. If she comes from a good family, she'll definitely have good children if she gets married."
Listening to his son's words, the censor's head was buzzing, and he had only one thought: it's over, their family is finished.
To offend Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess, you must be dissatisfied with your life.
The Imperial Censor didn't care about anything else. He slapped his youngest son in the face, kicked him, and knelt down to kowtow: "This old minister greets Her Royal Highness, the Princess. May Your Highness live a thousand years."
Yang Cheng turned his head and looked over, surprised: "Mom, what did you just say? What about Her Highness the Crown Princess? Did you recognize the wrong person?"
"Shut up. If you don't want to die, confess your crime to His Highness."
Watching this farce, Bei Yueli was very annoyed and raised her hand: "Go get the whip. Since the censor has failed to discipline his son, then discipline him in front of me."
"And your son's abduction of a woman. Tell him everything clearly and release him. Otherwise, you can just hand him over to the Dali Temple."
The old censor's forehead broke out in sweat when he heard this, and he hurriedly said, "Go get the whip. This old minister has failed to discipline his son well. This rebellious son deserves a good beating."
Before Yang Cheng could react, the whip was swung towards him, leaving a bloody mark on his body and causing him to scream in pain.
"Ahhh, it hurts, it hurts so much, mother, what are you doing? How could Her Highness leave the palace without me knowing?"
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