“The bodyguard, lacking her master’s patience, tried to find a reason to intervene: ‘That Jian woman who dared to bully the Sixth Young Lady is our enemy! Those unknown ones who dare to bully our enemies – Master, they’ve all offended our Yan family!’
‘Your mouth is truly like that of a man,’ Yan Zi Lian tapped her fan handle, her lips curving in a warm smile: ‘Bring me the arrows!’
The bodyguard enthusiastically presented a bow adorned with golden decorations: ‘These are just ordinary arrows, not reflecting the style of our Yan family.’
Yan Zi Lian glanced at her, suddenly drawing the bow and releasing arrows with lightning speed. Six arrows in two volleys: four pierced the hearts of those surrounding Jian Lian Qing, one directly through her shoulder blade, and another grazing her calf before disappearing into the abyss.
The bodyguard exclaimed, ‘Master, your archery is still unmatched by the world, but why did you spare her?’
Yan Zi Lian smiled: ‘Because I like her.’
Ignoring the bodyguard’s shocked expression, she swiftly leaped across, steadily catching the powerless Jian Lian Qing, smiling as she carefully examined her, skillfully removing the bone-piercing arrow, applying medicine powder, and carrying her away.
Jian Lian Qing, suddenly struck by a hidden arrow and carried away by its shooter, filled with anger, coldly demanded: ‘Who are you?'”
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Yan Zi Lian, seeing her lack of strength but undiminished demeanor, pressed warm energy into her back and smiled: “Jian Lian Qing, you will know who I am in time.”
She always maintained a gentle and elegant smile, especially towards Jian Lian Hui. Hugging her, he poured a bowl of nourishing sacred medicine and said with a smile: “You bullied my sixth brother and are so fierce. How can I take you away without piercing your scapula? Moreover, I risked offending the righteous martial arts of the Central Plains by ruthlessly killing four people and saving your life. You must pay a price.”
Jian Lian Hui was so angry she couldn’t speak.
Yan Zi Lian laughed to herself, patting the unfamiliar disguise on her face, and sighed: “Don’t be angry. I haven’t been this good to someone in a long time. It’ll probably take a while before they fully believe you’re dead. From now on, you’ll follow me. Whatever you want, I’ll give it to you.”
Jian Lian Hui’s pride was completely destroyed by this woman who always wore a gentle smile.
“Yan, Zi, Lian!”
Hearing this teeth-grinding voice, Yan Zi Lian raised an eyebrow in amusement, smiling sincerely: “I’ve long heard of your name. You’re only remembering mine now. But, remembering is good.”
Yan Zi Lian was easygoing and enjoyed teasing Jian Lian Hui. Her pride was extraordinary and may have some hidden intentions.
She brought Jian Lian Hui back to the city lord’s mansion. Old City Lord Yan Huan Xin saw his daughter half-carrying a woman and was shocked, almost rushing forward thinking his daughter was seriously injured.
Yan Zi Lian smiled: “Mother, sixth brother will arrive in two days. Her name is Jian Lian Hui. She was from the Central Plains before and now she’s part of the Yan family.”
Yan Huan Xin had heard of the Palace Master of Zhe Yue Palace and couldn’t help but stare. Jian Lian Hui’s face was pale, held tightly by her daughter, with an indescribable beauty.
“Lian’er, you’re really—too idle!”
Yan Zi Lian’s expression became slightly awkward: “Mother, I understand my identity. I’m clear about what I should bear.”
“Hmm. I have a few thousand-year-old ginseng and a Hundred Saints Pill. Take what you need.” Unexpectedly, her mother gave the Hundred Saints Pill to Jian Lian Hui. Yan Zi Lian joyfully said: “Thank you, mother.”
Yan Huan Xin waved her hand: “Go rest first.”
Jian Lian Hui saw this mother-daughter pair completely ignoring her will and being carried away by Yan Zi Lian.
She turned to the city lord and coldly questioned: “Yan Huan Xin, you dare to let me enter your Yan family?”
Being directly addressed by a junior, the old City Lord raised an eyebrow with great dignity: “If my Lian’er wants someone, I can’t stop her.”
Indeed, with just one sentence, Jian Lian Hui was rendered speechless.
She began a life like a pet in the Yan family. Every day she was meticulously served, with others dressing and feeding her, medicine brought to her lips, and even gentle servants massaging her shoulders and legs. The difference was that her courtesans would dress beautifully waiting to be summoned, while Yan Zi Lian would come to see her daily and talk to her.
Yan Zi Lian never dressed her in black, and would directly open her collar to inspect her wounds upon returning. Piercing the scapula wasn’t a joke and wouldn’t heal quickly.
She raised her eyes and stared directly at Jian Lian Qing, the usual hint of laughter in her eyes instantly vanishing. She struck each word like ice into her ears: “Indeed, I’ll have to use this method to stimulate your will to survive – I naturally know who you are, you ungrateful little wolf! Do you think Zhe Yue Palace is anything?
If you dare use it as a bargaining chip, I guarantee that ten days from now, you will never hear this term again. You’re bold, yet so disobedient. What can you do? I’ve already decided to adopt you.”
Jian Lian Qing turned her face away, coldly shouting: “Get lost!”
“Let’s go together,” Yan Zi Lian restored her smile, hugging her and standing up, forcefully pressing her head into her embrace as she walked out. Jian Lian Qing’s cold voice was like a knife, spitting out a name: “Yan Xiao Xun!”
Yan Zi Lian’s foot, about to kick the door, suddenly withdrew. She threw Jian Lian Qing back onto the bed, leaping up and fully pressing her down, one hand gripping her neck, delivering her final ultimatum: “You may be ruthless, but you don’t need to be so despicable. If you dare touch Xun’er, I will make you regret this mistake until your death!”
“As long as you have the ability, I’ll give you one chance to escape. Remember, only once! If I catch you, I won’t blame you, and will treat you as I do now. From now on, retract your claws.”
I am the city master, you are my husband…”
Supplementary Chapter – Consummation
Qu Xiao Jue truly moved out of Xu Wan Zhi’s room. He raised an eyebrow to express his dissatisfaction, and she directly ordered his previous small courtyard to be converted into a storage room for precious porcelain. He had no other place to stay and ultimately lived with Qu Xiao Jue.
On the seventeenth birthday of the Yuan Ling County Magistrate, notable figures from various circles in Yu Ling City came to celebrate with their families. As a business leader, Qu Xiao Jue had to make an appearance, and since she considered Xu Wan Zhi her husband, she naturally brought him along. For this banquet, he went along with Qu Xiao Jue’s wishes.
Regarding this county magistrate he had met twice, Xu Wan Zhi still had some impression. He seemed to like wearing purple silk brocade, which looked good, though somewhat effeminate in his eyes. Qu Xiao Jue’s status in Yu Ling was quite high; everyone who saw her would come over to greet her sincerely or politely. Xu Wan Zhi felt nothing, remaining cold and indifferent.
Xu Wanzhi pressed down heavily on her body, then suddenly lowered his head, tentatively moving close to her eyes. His eyelashes trembled slightly as he slowly covered her lips with his own reddened mouth, trying a light, tentative kiss.
The moment he touched her, Qu Xiaojue immediately raised her hand to press down on his head, giving him no chance to resist. Her tongue suddenly darted forward, prying directly into his mouth, sweeping across his white teeth and conquering the territory, diving deeper and deeper to taste.
