The Marquis Jiang's residence was calm and peaceful.
After being rescued, Jiang Yufei was recuperating in bed.
To say she was recuperating was an understatement; her injuries were not severe, just a bruise on her forehead that had been treated with medicine.
Lü Luo's blow hadn't drawn blood, but it had stunned her, leaving her disoriented.
After all, Lü Luo had been severely injured, and even with all her strength, the force was limited.
At this moment, she was throwing a tantrum in her room, scolding a group of innocent maids.
She had even smashed a maid's head with a teacup, causing a large gash.
"Scram, scram, scram! You useless lot make me sick! What are you standing around for? Bring this County Princess some tea!"
The maids were all driven out by her.
Jiang Yufei sank onto the soft bed, her eyes filled with resentment. xxs壹贰
It was a failure that she hadn't been able to kill Su Yunmo today!
However, judging by the appearance of that lowly slave, she wouldn't last much longer.
The outskirts were still so far from the capital, and with her injured body, it was impossible for her to carry Su Yunmo to see a doctor.
It was possible that the two of them, mistress and servant, would bleed to death along the way.
No, that would be too easy for them.
It would be best if they encountered wolves halfway and were carried off and torn to shreds!
The door was pushed open forcefully, making a loud noise.
"Are you dead? Why are you opening the door with such force!" Jiang Yufei looked up and cursed, then froze: "What are you doing here?"
Ye Jingyu entered from outside, emanating a chilling aura.
Seeing Ye Jingyu pull out the bloody saber from behind him, Jiang Yufei almost instantly understood his intention.
"I'm telling you, even if you're a prince, you can't trespass into the Marquis's residence."
Her words lacked any force; she felt hollow inside.
Ye Jingyu rested the tip of the saber on the ground and walked towards the bed step by step.
The tip of the saber scraped against the floor, emitting a grating sound.
Jiang Yufei trembled, desperately inching towards the foot of the bed, shouting loudly, "Help! Someone, help!"
No one came; everyone in the courtyard had been knocked unconscious by Ye Jingyu.
The young man removed his mask, revealing a face exuding a cold, indifferent expression. His voice was like a piercing cry from the deepest abyss.
"There are very few people I wish to protect, and she is one of only two. If you touched her, you will pay the price."
The chill was bone-piercing!
"Ye Jingyu, how dare you! Don't forget I'm a County Princess! Her Majesty the Empress dotes on me; if you dare to harm me, I'll have Her Majesty punish you!"
Jiang Yufei shrieked, then suddenly remembered that the man before her was not afraid of the Empress's punishment.
"Don't forget Consort Liang! Consort Liang is still in the cold palace. Aren't you afraid she'll suffer? Don't you remember Her Majesty the Empress's methods!?"
Ye Jingyu naturally remembered.
He would never forget.
It was then that he had just devised a plan to enter the academy, temporarily escaping the Empress's notice.
He thought he could secretly visit his mother.
He went, but the next day, the Empress had him brought to the cold palace.
The Empress, in front of him, had chained his mother's feet.
'From today onwards, for every rule you break, I will add another lock to her!'
That day, he was held down by servants outside the cold palace and received twenty lashes.
His mother, inside the cold palace, listened to the sound of him being beaten, crying out for help, but unable to come out.
The entire cold palace echoed only with the sound of chains and the sound of the lash.
From then on, he never visited his mother again, only able to gaze at a corner of the cold palace from a distance.
"I remember, it was you who suggested to the Empress that someone should secretly monitor the cold palace."
Jiang Yufei's expression changed instantly.
A cold glint flashed.
The saber fell heavily, and Jiang Yufei's left hand was severed at the wrist.
"Ah!!" she screamed.
The sudden surge of bloody stench in the room made her so terrified she almost vomited.
She fell from the bed and desperately crawled towards the door: "Get away, get away! Don't come near! Help, help!"
Ye Jingyu stood still, watching her crawl, and asked, "Which hand did you use to touch the little one? This one?"
Just as she finally crawled to the door, seeing a glimmer of hope, he then pulled down the bed curtain, used a white silk ribbon to bind her ankle, and dragged her back.
"Ahhh!"
Jiang Yufei screamed mournfully, not even daring to look back.
Hell was behind her, and Ye Jingyu was the devil!
"I know I was wrong, spare me, spare me! Father, Father, save me!"
Her wrist was bleeding, but she couldn't care less.
This person was a lunatic; he would really kill her!
She tried her best to crawl, desperately hoping someone would hear her plea, but no matter how much she called out, it was useless.
Ye Jingyu watched her struggle for survival in his hands as if she were a mangy dog. When she finally lost the strength to crawl, he swung his saber again.
"Still this one?"
Blood splattered suddenly.
This time, Jiang Yufei did not scream; her extreme terror made her forget even how to cry out.
"Although I don't know which hand you used to touch her, it's no longer necessary to dwell on it." Ye Jingyu looked down at her from above, as if looking at a corpse.
"Master!" Qian Xue burst in from outside, her heart trembling when she saw the scene inside.
Ye Jingyu threw the saber at Jiang Yufei and walked out: "Dispose of her. I don't want her to ruin my future plans."
"Yes." Qian Xue's reply carried a hint of helplessness.
Master's orders were always difficult to fulfill.
But fortunately, Master had not completely lost his mind and still remembered his unfinished great cause.
She turned and walked towards Jiang Yufei on the ground: "Who else could you have provoked, why did you have to provoke the one from the General's residence."
Jiang Yufei could no longer crawl. Her body trembled, her pupils quivered, and she nudged the ground with her head, trying to get away from Qian Xue.
"What are you doing? Don't come near! I am a County Princess, I am... Ah!"
After a brief scream, the room fell silent.
Qian Xue quickly finished dealing with everything and followed outside.
There was a commotion in the front courtyard.
She paused, skirted around to the front courtyard, and saw Su Qingtian smashing the door open with a saber.
Marquis Jiang, having heard the report, rushed out in a panic to meet him.
Qian Xue raised an eyebrow and, without stopping, flew away.
Let General Su handle Marquis Jiang; he would avenge the young lady.
As soon as Qian Xue exited the Marquis's residence, a deafening scream echoed from the inner courtyard.
In the County Princess's room, the small maid serving tea was so frightened that she knocked over the teacup and fell to the ground.
The room was a mess, covered in blood.
Jiang Yufei's two severed wrists were tightly bound, preventing her from bleeding to death.
Her waist was tied with a white silk ribbon and she was hung from the beam, her eyelids glued open by some foreign object.
Directly opposite her were two severed hands, also hanging.
The severed hands were still dripping blood onto the ground.
The scene was extremely gruesome.
Forced to watch her own severed hands, Jiang Yufei's expression was one of sheer terror, and she repeatedly muttered, "I am a County Princess."
She had gone mad.
By the time Marquis Jiang received the news, it was already too late.
Su Qingtian had caused a scene in the Marquis's residence, smashing many things.
The Marquis's residence and the General's residence had completely fallen out.
In the General's residence.
Su Yunmo was still in a deep sleep, unaware of what had transpired in the capital.
She had been unconscious for a full half-month, and Zhou Wanyou had stayed by her side day and night, her eyes bloodshot.
During this time, Lin Chenxi had visited once, wanting Su Yunmo to rescue Jiang Yufei.
In the entire capital, only Su Yunmo possessed the ability to do so.