"Don't you dare!" She said sternly and motioned for the two burly women to stop Huarong.
Huarong sneered and looked at her mockingly. "Do you think that I, Gu Huarong, am doing well in Jinling because of good luck?"
"Do you know why I'm fine after drinking wine?" Huarong was fearless and even smiled sweetly as she approached Jiang Hanchun and stared at her evasive eyes.
"Jinling is so big and there are so many rich playboys. I, Gu Huarong, am where I am today, not because of fooling around, but because of this." She pointed at her head and then pointed at Jiang Hanchun's head. "This is the first time we meet, and you use such underhanded means. Do you think that I don't know the tricks of the harem because I've been on the streets for so long? In fact, you can't even last half a move against me. "
Jiang Hanchun was utterly defeated. Huarong spoke so directly and didn't give her any chance to cover up. She was good at the harem, but she didn't know how to deal with someone like Huarong who didn't leave any leeway. She was at a loss for words.
She could only say, "You set me up!"
"Oh, I set you up? Isn't that wishful thinking? I, Gu Huarong, never deal with people who have no value. You want to enter my eyes? You're still far from it. "
"Besides, you invited me to admire the plum blossoms. I didn't come uninvited. You also prepared the wine yourself. Miss Jiang, Miss Jiang, did your family teach you to think before you speak?"
"County Princess, please forgive me!" Suddenly, a stern and old voice sounded in the garden.
Huarong didn't turn around. She raised her hand with her back facing the owner of the voice. "Forgive me, I don't dare. I'm grateful that you didn't kill me!"
Everyone could hear her sarcasm, but that person didn't get angry. His voice was still calm, as if he had been through a lot. "County Princess, you must be joking. You are the Minhui County Princess personally appointed by the Emperor. Even if the Jiang family had a hundred guts, they wouldn't dare to set you up."
Judging from the voice, this person should be quite old. Judging from the manner in which he spoke and the silence in the courtyard, this person should be of high status, yet he used the courtesy of "sir". Hua Rong couldn't help but smile. The younger one had been defeated, and the older one had come. This Jiang family was really interesting.
She turned around and suddenly smiled. "So it's an Old Man."
"Since County Princess recognizes this old woman, it can be seen that her eyes are like torches and her intelligence surpasses others. County Princess, please follow this old woman into the inner courtyard to speak."
He was already in his seventies and eighties, yet he still wanted to meddle in the affairs of the younger generation. Following the principle of respecting the old and loving the young, Hua Rong didn't move. "The weather is cold and the ground is slippery. You don't have to trouble yourself to walk around. You're old and can't afford it. If you have something to say, say it in front of everyone here.
Among the girls in the garden, there were those who knew and those who didn't. Today's purpose was to make Huarong lose her innocence, so many people were invited. However, Jiang Hanchun didn't expect that Huarong wouldn't fall for her trick.
Therefore, she asked the Old Ancestor to come out and settle it.
The Old Man frowned deeply. His expression was cold. "County Princess, you really won't let Chun 'er go?"
"Old Man, what are you talking about? I ask the Jiang family to let me go. How can I let Miss Jiang go? "Huarong didn't back down. Instead, she was aggressive.
Today, she had no choice but to be aggressive. If she didn't, those people would force her to death.
Although Gu Huarong had the reputation of being a playboy, she was innocent and had no enmity with the Jiang family. However, Jiang Hanchun set a trap for her to ruin her. Even a person made of clay would be angry!
"Then, Miss Gu, what do you want?" The Old Man closed his eyes and finally compromised.
Huarong's expression was cold and mocking. "I just said that for this kind of dirty person, I'll cut off her finger as a punishment."
As soon as she said that, Jiang Hanchun fell to the ground. Her face was pale and tears fell like rain. She crawled to the Old Man's feet and held the edge of her cloud pattern birthday dress. "Grandmother, grandmother, Chun 'er knows her mistake. I won't dare to do it again. Please save Chun' er, save Chun 'er. Chun' er can't cut off her finger, grandmother …"
The young ladies in the courtyard were so scared that their faces turned pale. If they were 30% afraid of Huarong just now, then they were 100% afraid now. They didn't dare to breathe.
The Old Man opened his eyes and looked at Huarong. He couldn't think of how a woman could be so ruthless. She actually wanted to cut off another person's finger in front of everyone.
"What? You don't want to? Then don't blame me for being impolite. " Huarong's voice was extremely cold. If the Old Man only had a stern voice, then her entire body was emitting a murderous aura.
"How vicious is it to destroy someone's innocence? You're not willing to just cut off one of her fingers today?" She questioned the Old Man. She didn't care how high the other party's position was, or how popular the position of the Capital Magistrate was.
No matter what, Huarong wouldn't let the Old Man go. She looked at the other young ladies in the Jiang family and her whole body trembled. "Forget it. The Jiang family is not a family without rules. Since Chun 'er made a big mistake and the county princess wants to cut off her finger, then we'll just cut off her finger."
"Grandmother!" Jiang Hanchun screamed and kowtowed. "Grandmother, Chun 'er doesn't want to. Chun' er doesn't want to! Grandmother!"
Even though Old Madame Jiang was old, her strength was not weak. She kicked Jiang Hanchun away, "You disgraceful thing. The Jiang family has been a scholarly family for generations, a prestigious family. How did they give birth to such a thing that doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth? Someone, bring me a knife! "
She actually wanted to cut off Jiang Hanchun's finger in front of everyone. Huarong was a little surprised, but she just sneered. This kind-looking old lady was much more ruthless than her for the sake of the Jiang family's reputation.
Soon, a knife was brought. It was a dagger used to cut gold. The Old Man glanced at it and nodded slightly. "Do it."
Jiang Hanchun cried in despair. She was so scared that her eyes turned crazy. "County Princess, County Princess, I was wrong. It's all that wen … uh …"
Before she could crawl in front of Huarong, a poisonous arrow flew out of nowhere and hit her between the eyebrows. She died on the spot.
"Chun 'er!" The Old Man shouted and fainted.
Huarong frowned and fell into deep thought. It seemed that there was another mastermind behind this. The Wen family? Wen Er?
Unfortunately, Jiang Hanchun was dead. Dead people tell no tales.
The Jiang family's young lady was assassinated and killed on the spot. This matter was quickly put on file for investigation. However, they only found that it was a servant girl who committed suicide to escape punishment.
In Zhao Han-chul's study in Zhenguo Mansion, Xi Shi suddenly appeared silently. Zhao Han-chul was originally staring at the title page of a book. When he saw Xi Shi appear, he immediately covered the book on the table.
"It was my negligence this time. Fortunately, she's fine." Zhao Han-chul was a little guilty. However, a person like him would not show too much guilt on his face. He just averted his eyes a few times.
Xi Shi's cold aura blended perfectly with the world of ice and snow. It was as if the snow was born for him. "Don't forget the agreement between us. If anything happens to her, you and everything you have will be reduced to nothingness in an instant!"
His voice was very, very soft, but it was deafening to the ears. It made people have no choice but to pay attention to it and lower their noble heads.
"I know." Zhao Han-chul's expression was dignified and his eyes were firm. Xi Shi was very satisfied with his calm performance.
Xi Shi had only appeared and disappeared for a few breaths. However, Zhao Han-chul felt that the study was at least ten times colder than outside. The charcoal fire was burning brightly.
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