Even so, Leng Ningyue had no intention of stopping.
She adjusted her direction and kicked the cuju towards the second prince's lower body.
"Awoo— Awoo—"
The second prince, whose face was already swollen into a pig's head, immediately let out a pig-slaughtering shriek. The intense pain from repeated blows to his vital areas almost made him faint, and he even involuntarily released a stream of warm liquid from beneath him.
Seeing his normally dignified second imperial brother reduced to such a state, the eighth prince suppressed a fleeting hint of schadenfreude in his eyes and then feigned panic as he called out,
"Stop, stop!"
Before the eighth prince could finish speaking, he heard a whoosh of air cutting through the space in front of him. He instinctively turned his head to the side.
The next moment, a fast-moving, unidentified object whizzed past his ear.
His ear felt a slight sting. The eighth prince reached up to touch it and found blood on his hand!
If he hadn't turned his head just now...
The consequences were simply unimaginable!
As the eighth prince was still reeling in shock, a hearty female cheer erupted from the nearby tavern:
"Well done!
Madam Lin, don't hold back, just go for it!
If anything goes wrong, I'll take the blame!"
"Madam, if you keep hitting like that, the wall might collapse."
"I'm having a blast, I'm excited!"
Compared to the beautiful woman who was so devoted she would crash into walls for you, Leng Ningyue simply replied three words to the eighth prince, who was looking at her with a shadowy gaze that didn't match his appearance or age:
"My foot slipped."
The eighth prince's face, with its slightly babyish fullness, immediately puffed up like a pufferfish. He had just seen his second imperial brother showing great restraint towards one of the masked individuals.
Since even his second imperial brother dared not retaliate, he could only concede the cuju to the Shun Tian Prefecture team and could not, nor dared to, cause further trouble.
Furthermore, the second prince's condition was clearly more severe than Yan Tinghao's had been earlier; he could no longer continue playing.
Before the second prince was carried away, Leng Ningyue, as she walked past the second prince who had gone limp, very carelessly stepped on and broke the bones in both his legs.
The second prince, who had fallen into a coma, was instantly jolted awake by the excruciating pain.
As his blurry vision slowly focused, and he saw the austere figure of Leng Ningyue, who was like a flower on a high peak, before him, all romantic thoughts vanished from his mind.
His eyes widened as if he had seen something truly terrifying. His entire body began to convulse violently, and he exhibited symptoms such as foaming at the mouth and losing bowel and bladder control.
Lin Qingge, pinching her nose with a look of disdain, skirted around the second prince and eagerly approached Leng Ningyue, asking with concern,
"Madam, are you alright?"
???
The onlookers, seeing the elegant figure who had nearly sent the second prince to his demise in just one round, couldn't help but wonder if the Prefect had some kind of vision impairment.
"Madam, are you tired?
The sun is too strong. Madam, do you need to rest for a while and have some tea to moisten your throat?"
Facing Lin Qingge's solicitous inquiries, Leng Ningyue first shook her head, then, without further ado, pulled the former to sit on a bench outside the field.
"You're injured. I'll handle the rest."
With that, Leng Ningyue turned and returned to the arena.
Watching the cool and dashing figure, Lin Qingge couldn't help but show off to Lu Mingxuan beside her:
"Oh, it's really unavoidable. I only sustained a minor injury, and Madam is already making such a fuss.
But Madam is so outstanding, I can only let her have her way."
Lu Mingxuan, who wished he could gouge out his own ears: ...
It wasn't that Lin Qingge was bragging, but her Madam was simply too incredible.
Even with one person down, she still led the Fengtian Prefecture cuju team to a comeback with an unstoppable momentum.
Seeing that the hundred taels of gold were practically secured, Lin Qingge's lips almost split from ear to ear. Amidst her joy, she didn't forget to reprimand loudly:
"Hey, you! Stay away from my Madam!
Be careful, or I'll charge you with indecency!
And you, who do you think you are, daring to stand in front of my Madam!
Ling Han, you block them!
If even a single strand of my Madam's hair is touched, I'll cook Little Black tonight!"
Little Black: ???!!!
...
The onlookers stared at the Prefect, who was 'fussing' at the sidelines, their jaws practically hitting the ground.
The women present, on the other hand, cast envious glances at the elegant figure on the field.
As Leng Ningyue once again skillfully kicked the cuju into the Fengliu Gate, another loud shout came from the nearby tavern:
"Beautiful!"
Perhaps it was someone starting it, but other women soon followed suit, shouting excitedly:
"Prefect's Madam is amazing!"
"Madam, you're great!
Madam, you are the pride of Fengtian Prefecture!"
"Madam, I like you!"
Someone shouted this, causing everyone to burst into laughter. However, Lin Qingge, as the Prefect and the official husband, could hardly laugh.
Madam is too outstanding. What should I do when I have to guard against not only men but also women?
Waiting online, it's quite urgent!
While Lin Qingge was lost in thought, the dramatic cuju match finally concluded under the eighth prince's command.
To increase revenue, oh no, to boost the atmosphere, after the cuju competition, there were also product displays and trial sessions from various businesses.
Because she was worried about Yan Hanhan's injuries, Lin Qingge instructed Lin Yan to stay and accompany the eighth prince and the officials. Ling Han and Lu Mingxuan were to carry the hundred taels of gold prize money back to the prefecture. She then left first.
As for Leng Ningyue, who had become the center of attention, she went to the tavern to pick up Mo'er.
Due to the urgent nature of the situation, Yan Tinghao was taken to a nearby medical clinic.
Seeing the familiar words 'Ren Ji Tang' at the entrance and Elder Xu, who was seated at the pharmacy watching patients, Lin Qingge couldn't help but feel as if she were back in Changzhou County.
"Lord Lin, you're here.
Officer Yan is inside. I'll take you there now."
Clearly, this waiter was also from Changzhou County and recognized Lin Qingge at a glance, warmly inviting her inside.
Approaching the bedside, Lin Qingge looked at the 'silly roe deer' with his eyes closed and poked him, "How is it? Still alive?"
Just then, a cool voice came from the doorway:
"I wonder if Your Excellency is questioning Officer Yan's vigorous vitality or my medical skills?"
"Of course... neither!"
With a keen eye, Lin Qingge spotted the four adults and one child walking from outside into the courtyard. She quickly changed her tune and put on an extremely exaggerated expression of heartbreak:
"Officer Yan is an indispensable presence in Fengtian Prefecture. For his injury, I feel twelve thousand percent self-blame and deep sorrow.
If time could turn back, I would rather be the one injured."
"There's no need to be injured. If Lord Lin truly feels bad, just let Madam be Hao'er's wife."
Lin Qingge: ???!!!