Yun Qin felt happy. Thinking of Song Jiuxi's fate later, she couldn't help but said: "Young lady, in the Duke's mansion, the second lady is the genius."
Aunt Qian walked up to the Second Madam, raised her chin and said, "The Young Madam has no mother. She probably had no one to teach her in the house before, so she doesn't know the rules. Today, Madam is still kind-hearted and takes good care of the Young Madam's parents.
Discipline.”
As soon as Grandma Qian finished speaking, a cold light suddenly approached her. Before she could see it clearly, something brushed against her face, and then hit her hard behind her.
Nanny Qian turned around blankly and saw a silver gun stuck on the wall behind her ear.
There was a cold feeling on her cheek. She reached out and touched blood.
"A murderer..." Nanny Qian was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground, shaking her hands and shouting in fear, "A murderer!"
Soon there was a puddle of water between her legs.
Song Jiuxi said coldly: "Next time I hear you say anything wrong about my mother, don't even want your head."
The second lady's expression turned cold, and she slammed the table: "How outrageous! Song Jiuxi, don't you take the Duke's residence seriously? Come here, catch her."
Song Jiuxi snorted coldly, and several servants rushed towards them, but Song Jiuxi kicked them down one by one.
She has martial arts skills, and these people can't even touch the hem of her clothes.
Mrs. Yan Er was furious and called all the guards outside to arrest Song Jiuxi.
If Song Jiuxi is not taught a lesson today, where will she lose her face as the head lady?
When a group of guards came to arrest Song Jiuxi, Song Jiuxi turned away, moved in front of Aunt Qian, and pulled out Que Yun.
Aunt Qian lay on the ground, crawling forward on her hands and feet in fear.
Song Jiuxi ignored her at all, but fired out with a shot, knocking away all the guards who rushed towards her.
"Okay, okay!" The second lady pinched the edge of the table, her face livid with anger.
"Song Jiuxi, you really don't have any rules at all. You dare to act wild in the Duke's mansion. Today I will teach you the rules on behalf of my sister-in-law and Shubai."
Song Jiuxi held a silver gun with the tip of the gun pressed against the ground.
She slowly turned the barrel of the gun and looked at them fearlessly.
Suddenly a voice came from behind. "Second Aunt has such a bad temper."
Song Jiuxi turned around and saw Yan Shubai being pushed in by the little maid from the morning. The little maid was still trembling. When she saw a large number of people falling on the ground, her face turned pale with fright.
The second lady suppressed her anger and showed unnatural concern on her face.
"Shubai, are you feeling better? Why did you get up? Go back and lie down."
Yan Shubai said with a half-smile: "Aunt Second, do you want to teach my wife a lesson for me? Does Second Aunt think I'm already in the coffin?"
"Shubai, what are you talking about?" The second lady stood up hurriedly and said with a smile, "I was just worried that she would be rude and disrespectful and would make you unhappy, so I wanted to talk to Jiuxi about the house.
The rules here.”
Yan Shubai looked at Song Jiuxi, who put away her silver gun and looked at him expressionlessly.
She didn't know why Yan Shubai came over suddenly?
But she injured so many people in the house, and Yan Shubai probably felt that she didn't know etiquette and rules.
She was like this in the Changping Marquis Mansion before. Song Jiuxi didn't expect that there would be any difference in a different place.
"My wife, it's not the second aunt's turn to teach her a lesson. If the second aunt wants to drink tea so much, my nephew will give her a cup first."
"No, no need..." The second lady looked embarrassed. How dare she ask Yan Shubai to serve her tea.
She wanted to tease Song Jiuxi because Yan Shubai was still asleep, and even if he woke up, he would definitely be dissatisfied with his wife who was thrust into her life without his consent.
Who would have thought that Yan Shubai would come over in person and speak for Song Jiuxi.
The second lady was very afraid of Yan Shubai, or in other words, everyone in the house was afraid of Yan Shubai.
Yan Shubai's 50,000 owl-clad guards killed not only the enemies but also the people in the Dayan Kingdom.
Three years ago, a rebel army arrived at the gate of the capital. Black-armored owl-clad guards stood in front of the city gate and killed the rebels one by one.
At that time, Yan Shubai was dressed in white, standing on the city wall facing the wind.
He peeled off the skin of everyone he killed, put it on his sword, and then lit it as a human skin lantern on the spot.
That scene made all the rebels terrified, and they surrendered after a short fight.
And this scene also left a deep shadow on other people in the capital. When Yan Shubai led the owl guards in triumph, the people who should have cheered and greeted him all lowered their heads in fear.
No one dared to look at the general in white who had gone through a brutal killing without any blood on his body.
Even the people in the Duke's Mansion were afraid of him, but since then, Yan Shubai rarely returned to the Duke's Mansion.
If Yan Shubai hadn't been tricked by someone two years ago and had his leg injured and poisoned, he wouldn't have stayed at the house.
"Second Aunt doesn't want to drink tea, so my wife and I will go back."
"Okay, okay." The second lady was eager for Yan Shubai to leave quickly, so she forced a smile and said, "Jiuxi, take good care of Shubai. If you need anything, send someone to notify me."
Song Jiuxi pushed Yan Shubai away, and the little maid hurriedly followed.
After they left, the second lady swung the tea cup down from the table and said with a sullen face: "This bastard, I didn't expect that a happy birthday would actually bring him back from hell again."
Others hurriedly lowered their heads and pretended not to hear.
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Song Jiuxi pushed Yan Shubai back, listening to him coughing continuously all the way, as if he was coughing out all his internal organs.
If a body like this is exposed to the wind, I'm afraid he won't live for more than a month?
Song Jiuxi quickly pushed Yan Shubai back, but as soon as he entered the yard, Yan Shubai vomited blood.
Song Jiuxi hurriedly asked the maid behind him: "Is it normal for him to vomit blood like this? Does your young master usually take any medicine?"
The little maid Nianqiao was so anxious that she almost cried. Sister Yunqin had arranged these things in the past.
"Slave, I don't know," she said in a panic, looking at Yan Shubai with fear and fear, not knowing what to do at all.
Song Jiuxi frowned and said, "Go and ask the doctor."
Nian Qiao ran away in a hurry. When Song Jiuxi took Yan Shubai's pulse, she immediately felt bad.
At this time, Yan Shubai laughed, with a nonchalant expression on his face. "Madam, don't worry, I won't die for the time being."
It is true that he cannot die now, but he is not far away from death.
Song Jiuxi looked at Yan Shubai, such a sick and weak man was nothing like the feared General Ming Xiao.
However, Song Jiuxi had never been afraid of Yan Shubai before. In her opinion, if Yan Shubai hadn't been so quick, he would have scared the rebels out of their wits with their human skin.
Once the rebels really plan to besiege the capital, the capital will not survive for more than a week.
But no one understands such a simple truth.
People were afraid of Yan Shubai, but they forgot that he was only fifteen years old and still a young man.