"Kneel and kowtow until the Princess is satisfied."
"What?!"
Zhen Fantong stared in disbelief. Make him kowtow to that little brat Lin Wanyue? Could she even handle it?
"King Qin! You're going too far!"
Lady Zhen's face trembled with anger. However, the four guards in tight outfits brought by Nangong Mo guarded there like four killing deities, blocking all the guards she brought and some from the Minister Mansion outside.
The point of their swords was intimidating, ensuring no one dared to approach or cross the line.
With this display, it was as if they had 'what can you do if I am going too far' written all over their faces.
Lady Zhen was so resentful that she gritted her teeth but was helpless.
"What? Not going to kowtow?"
Nangong Mo's slightly cold glance swept over, his voice like a wind blowing from the Nine Netherworld, chilling to the bone.
Zhen Fantong shivered all over, his legs turned to jelly, and he immediately fell to the ground, banging his head several times.
He stuttered, "Wanyue, please be magnanimous and forgive your cousin this once!"
That wretched Nangong Mo!
Later, he planned to personally cut Nangong Mo's flesh piece by piece to feed the dogs and smash his bones one by one and dig them out!
Cousin? Wanyue?
Nangong Mo frowned slightly and said coldly, "Call her Princess Qin."
Zhen Fantong mentally executed Nangong Mo a hundred times, hurriedly kowtowing two more times, "Princess Qin, I was wrong! Please forgive me!"
Yun Ran watched him but said nothing, her eyes flickering, her expression difficult to read.
Once, he had snuck into the backyard and dragged Lin Wanyue, who was pruning flower branches, into a rock garden, attempting to violate her.
Although Lin Wanyue fought back desperately, the power disparity was too great. If Yan Zichu hadn't arrived in time, she would have been ruined.
But he hadn't repented. After that, he still harbored ill intentions, persistently harassing Lin Wanyue, using threats and inducements. Once, during a Lin Mansion banquet, he even took the chance to drug her.
It was Yan Zichu who saved her again.
It's just that, that night, Lin Wanyue took a cold bath the whole night, and since she was already weak, she fell seriously ill afterward, and subsequently, she suffered unbearable menstrual pain every month.
For a person like Zhen Fantong, his heart was thoroughly corrupted and filthy, or rather, the evil thoughts had taken root and grown in his heart, so there was no hope for someone like him to turn over a new leaf!
Immersed in her thoughts, Yun Ran didn't notice Nangong Mo's gaze on her.
Zhen Fantong, kneeling on the ground, waited for Yun Ran to speak for a long time. Growing impatient, he said, "Princess Qin, didn't you hear?"
The pretentious little brat!
With the support of that cripple, she dared to put on airs in front of him?
Once he killed that cripple, he would confine her in the mansion, not even granting her the status of a concubine, make her chop wood and do laundry by day, and warm the bed by night! By then, he could play however he wanted! Surely, he would make her repay all the frustration of years-long unrequited desires!
"Feng Xuan, break his legs."
The emotionless voice, cold as ice, abruptly yanked Zhen Fantong back from his fantasies.
Seeing Feng Xuan appear like a phantom before him, Zhen Fantong went pale with fright, "You, you, you... don't come near... Ahhh!"
Feng Xuan acted swiftly and decisively. With two crisp sounds, Zhen Fantong's legs were broken, and his screams rang out through the skies, sending shivers down people's spines.
The scene happened so quickly, everyone was a bit in shock, unable to believe someone could be so brazen! So brutal!
Feng Xuan found his screams too noisy and annoying, so he directly tapped his Mute Acupoint, and the world instantly quieted!
Yun Ran looked at Zhen Fantong, who was twitching and twisting in pain on the ground, his face contorted. She didn't know how to describe her feelings at the moment.
Though she wasn't Lin Wanyue and hadn't personally experienced those fears and despair, the memories were deeply imprinted in her mind, vivid and strong.
They were Lin Wanyue's nightmares, her deepest shadow in her heart, countless times waking up in the middle of the night, curled up alone on her bed, engulfed by fear, unable to sleep again.
The pain and despair, like a dark net, swallowed her, causing her agony and torment.
She naturally wouldn't let him go. But before she could act, Nangong Mo had already done it for her.
At this moment, it seemed like a light feather gently landed on her heart, causing small ripples.
"My son, my son, what's wrong with you? Don't scare your mother! Open your eyes and look at your mother!"
Lady Zhen finally snapped out of her shock and rushed to Zhen Fantong's side, hugging him tightly and crying heart-wrenchingly.
Zhen Fantong, unable to speak due to the Mute Acupoint, shakily pointed at Nangong Mo, with towering hatred in his wide eyes.
Lady Zhen, her heart crumbling with pain, said, "Son, don't be afraid. Mother won't let anything happen to you! Quick! Call for a doctor! Bring me the most famous doctor in the whole city!"
Lin Qianqiu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead as he frowned at Nangong Mo, "Prince Qin, you... you... you've acted unnecessarily harshly!"
"It was just a minor misunderstanding, needing only clarification and a slight penalty. How did it come to this... If the Ding'an Marquis Mansion seeks justice, if His Majesty blames you, what then?"
The implication was that the Ding'an Marquis Mansion wouldn't let it go and would surely take it to the emperor. What would you do then?
"A minor misunderstanding?"
Nangong Mo's voice was particularly cold, like water from a thousand-year-old cold pond flowing through the world, chilling to the bone, "My Princess cannot be humiliated by anyone, not even an inch."
Lin Qianqiu's heart was shocked by his gaze, feeling a shiver rise from the bottom of his heart, spreading throughout his body.
Lady Zhen, always arrogant and domineering, had Zhen Fantong as her beloved. Now, seeing him so victimized, and in front of her!
The immense grief and resentment shattered her reason, and she pointed at Nangong Mo, cursing him with hatred:
"Nangong Mo! Did you personally see my son harm her? Do you have evidence?"
"Though you are a prince, you are blind, crippled, and impotent! It makes sense for that little slut to seduce my son out of loneliness! How does this slander her?"
"You can't control your own woman, so you take your anger out on others; what kind of ability does that show? People like you should die on the battlefield! Shot with a thousand arrows! Trampled by horses! Stripped of bones! Never to reincarnate!"
Lady Zhen, her eyes bloodshot, spoke more and more viciously, finally throwing herself at Nangong Mo in a frenzy, her sharp nails reaching for his face.
She was a woman, an older woman, unarmed. Given Nangong Mo's famous reputation, she didn't believe he'd condescend to lay hands on a woman; surely, he couldn't harm her?
Lady Zhen thought she had it all figured out, only to be caught off guard as Yun Ran swiftly blocked in front of Nangong Mo, raising a hand to deliver a hard slap across her face.
Lady Zhen's head snapped to the side from the blow, half her face numb, her ear buzzing, leaving her both shocked and furious, "You dare hit me? You actually dared to hit me?"