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Seeing the smile hidden in her eyes, Consort Yue felt as if she were being entangled by a venomous snake, unable to control her breathing. Her face turned deathly pale, and she pursed her lips and closed her eyes.

Seeing her fearful expression, Jiang Yingying withdrew her arm with satisfaction, wiping her fingers with a handkerchief. "I find your face quite irritating, don't you think?"

Feeling the demonic claws leave her face, Consort Yue instinctively took two steps back, her hands clenched tightly, overwhelmed with grievance, fear, and anger, unsure of what to do. "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

"By the way, I seem to remember that your nephew also participated in the imperial examination this year, and I heard that he was the top scorer in their provincial examination?" Jiang Yingying wiped her fingers and carefully looked through the papers, not paying any attention to the person in front of her.

Consort Yue's pupils trembled violently. Her nephew was the most promising child among the younger generation of the Yu family. He was smarter than other children from a young age and could memorize ancient books and classics by the age of five.

My father is still only a fifth-rank official in the Ministry of Works, and my elder brother has been sent to a post in another region. The whole family has high hopes for this young nephew. If it's really because of me...

After a long silence, Zheng Zhian felt a surge of anger rising within him. This was a blatant threat!

Is it because Consort Yun resembles my own mother? My father must have visited Consort Yue recently, and more than once.

In the past, Jiang Yingying would at most make things difficult on the surface, but now she actually dares to make someone disfigure themselves and threatens the future of the family. Does she really think that the Jiang family can now control everything?

Suddenly, he felt a slight movement under his buttocks and looked up at Zheng Nianyun.

Zheng Nianyun had initially thought they were just passing through, but who knew they would stay here for so long? She tried to make her footing more firmly against the stone wall, but she hadn't been paying attention to her posture, her foot half-on, half-off, and now she couldn't maintain her balance at all.

Unexpectedly, her foot slipped as she moved, and Zheng Zhian crashed forward with a thud, making her see stars.

"Who?"

"Mother concubine!"

Two voices sounded at the same time.

The two people inside the crevice looked at each other with disdain and reproach. One thought the other was too useless, while the other thought the person in his arms was too heavy.

"Mother, when are we going back to the palace? This place is no fun at all."

Zheng Zijia and Zheng Zibo arrived at Jiang Yingying's side one after the other, followed by a number of palace servants not far behind them.

“Let’s go see who’s there,” Jiang Yingying said, pointing to the artificial hill diagonally opposite.

Cui Rong immediately signaled two eunuchs to go and check.

Before the two people could get close, the two people in the crevice of the rock had already come out on their own. Zheng Zhian was put on the ground, and she awkwardly waved her little hand, "Hi, everyone."

Zheng Nianyun brushed the dust and cobwebs off his clothes, looked at the crowd opposite him, and muttered, "There are quite a lot of people, huh."

The air seemed to stand still at that moment.

Zheng Zijia was completely taken aback by the sight of her. She was instantly stunned, like a powder keg had been set on fire. She took a few steps forward and looked down at the tiny person who was half her height. "What are you doing here?"

Zheng Zhian raised his arm, scratched his nose with his index finger, and pointed to the person behind him, "Would you believe me if I said I brought him here to shop around?"

Hearing this, Zheng Zijia snorted, "Only a fool would believe that." She turned to the person beside her, "Mother, Zheng Zhian came out without permission, you must punish him severely!"

Jiang Yingying's face was already cold and sullen. Her words had been heard clearly by these two little bastards. Thinking of the message her father had sent in earlier, and the embarrassment she had caused them during this period, she was not about to let go of this hard-won opportunity so easily.

"Guards, seize them! Princess Le'an has defied the Emperor's will; she shall be flogged twenty times." She deliberately omitted the punishment for the boy beside her, but she had plenty of ways to deal with him.

Even if we find any excuse, I doubt that Prince Kangxian would dare to say anything.

Cui Rong immediately signaled to four of them, saying that Princess Le'an was no longer the same as before. The group exchanged glances and immediately stepped forward to grab them.

Zheng Nianyun stood in front of the little guy, her neck stiff. "Do you know who I am? You dare to hit us?"

“Every family has its rules, and every palace has its regulations. If you do something wrong, you must be punished.” Zheng Zibo tapped his other hand lightly with a branch in his hand and looked at him with a smile.

Before the person in front of her could speak, Zheng Zhian stepped out from the tall shadow. "Punishment? Even if you want to punish me, it can only be my father. Who else has the right to punish me?" She didn't have the habit of hiding behind others, especially not a little kid.

After speaking, he looked at Jiang Yingying, whose eyes were becoming increasingly sinister, and asked in confusion, "And what about him, the heir of the Kangxian Prince's Mansion? What wrong did he commit?" He then slapped his thigh, suddenly realizing, "Because we just heard those threatening words you said?"

After saying that, he shook his head and clicked his tongue.

"As the Empress in charge of the Phoenix Seal and acting as the Empress Dowager, how can I not punish you?"

"You said you were acting as an agent, so why should I be punished?" Zheng Zhian asked earnestly, as if he were genuinely seeking advice.

For some reason, Zheng Nianyun looked at the furious Jiang Yingying with disdain and said, "You're ugly yourself, yet you threaten others and now you want to hit us. How could there be such a vicious woman like you in my uncle's harem?"

This statement undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

Even Zheng Zhian had to turn around and look at him with admiration, giving him a thumbs up. He really didn't care about his own life.

He had just deliberately used his status to intimidate Jiang Yingying, making her afraid to do anything reckless. This guy was probably afraid that the two of them wouldn't die fast enough.

Jiang Yingying was so angry that her blood and qi seemed to reverse, and her high breasts heaved like surging waves.

Hearing what the two women said, Masako was furious. She took the thorny whip hanging from her waist and lashed it at the two women.

This whip was specially made for me by my maternal grandfather. It was made from the hide of a fierce beast and studded with spikes using a special method. One lash would surely tear the skin apart.

She's going to beat those two little bastards to death today.

Although Zheng Nianyun's martial arts skills were not particularly good, his reaction was extremely fast. He quickly moved backward, but no matter how fast Zheng Zhian was, his physical condition was what it was, and the cotton-padded coat on his left arm was torn instantly.

Long bloodstains were left on it. Zheng Zhian dodged while thanking Danqin. Luckily, he was wearing thick clothes today, otherwise it would not have been a scratch.

Zheng Zijia had long disliked her, and this whip only grazed her, which only fueled his anger.

"All of you, get up there! What are you standing there for?"

Several more people came out and surrounded the two from different directions.

When Zheng Nianyun saw that the crazy girl was only chasing after the little girl, and another whip was about to hit her, he was so shocked that he used all his strength and pushed his movement technique to the limit to barely grasp the whip. The whip nail instantly embedded itself in his flesh, making him wince in pain.

But he didn't let go. He raised his other arm, pressed the whip down, wrapped it around his arm, and then pulled it back sharply with his internal energy.

The whip slipped from Zheng Zijia's hand.

The whip was now in Zheng Nianyun's hand, and the situation between the two shifted. He swung the whip back at his opponent, a move that, unlike Zheng Zijia's, didn't look fierce at all; it was really just a showy display.

This whip, imbued with internal force, moved with unstoppable force. It was aimed at crippling her arm.

Masako Hiroshi clearly saw this too, and he darted forward to use a wooden branch to pry open the whip and pull his dumbfounded sister away.

He smiled, "Young Master Yun, you're quite skilled. This prince will play with you for a while." Having inherited his mother's looks, this smile only made him seem more sinister.