My elder sister forced me to become a concubine; I was reborn and remarried into the emperor's

Xu Yanxiu hadn't said a word since the man appeared; he prided himself on his keen eye for people.

Just like that Miss Guan, even though he only met her once, he could tell that she was no ordinary woman. Her appearance, temperament, and even her words and actions showed that she was definitely not an ordinary merchant's daughter.

Therefore, when his good-for-nothing cousin said he wanted to pursue her, he knew that it would definitely not end well.

But he was too lazy to intervene or offer advice, preferring to sit on the sidelines and watch.

This man exuded an indescribable majesty from the moment he appeared, which was not just his appearance and demeanor, but his innate charisma.

Even wearing ordinary clothes cannot conceal it.

Just one glance from him sent chills down his spine; he had never felt such pressure even from his uncle, who held the high-ranking position of Minister.

It's a kind of aggressiveness, which can be described as arrogance or a superior's attitude of looking down on others.

This person is definitely not an ordinary scholar; his status is far from simple, perhaps even surpassing that of the Wen family.

It's not a guess, it's a certainty.

He was unwilling to offend such a person, so when he saw Wen Zhuxi's death-defying tone and his two servants rushing towards him, his first reaction was to stop them.

Before he could even finish speaking, his good-for-nothing cousin had already offended everyone, and the stick was already aimed at the back of the man's head.

He could only shout, "Be careful..."

Before the words were even finished, the man who had been facing away from everyone suddenly stopped, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, and struck just as the stick was about to hit him on the head.

The movement was so fast that no one could see it clearly. By the time they reacted, the sticks in the hands of the two servants had already been switched to his, and he even twirled the sticks in mid-air.

Then, two shrill screams rang out as the club struck the two men squarely in the face.

One covered their eyes, the other their mouth and nose, and collapsed to the ground in agony.

The person who was ambushed was completely unharmed, not even a speck of dust on his face.

Despite the bloodshed involved, he performed it with ease, his eyes as cold as a sharp blade capable of piercing through flesh and blood.

Xu Yanxiu looked at the servant lying at his feet, then at the man's expressionless face, and his heart pounded incredibly fast.

Fortunately, the other person only glanced at him indifferently before casually tossing the stick aside.

Xu Yanxiu, who had been holding his breath, suddenly relaxed, feeling as if he had survived a disaster.

He had no doubt that if he hadn't said "be careful," he would be lying on the ground right now as well.

The man seemed genuinely enraged. He strode past the two servants, ignoring their pain, and walked straight to Wen Zhuxi.

Without warning, he stepped on Wen Zhuxi's hand, and cries of pain and curses immediately followed.

He ignored him, looking down at him with a gaze as cold as if he were looking at a corpse.

Xu Yanxiu's heart, which had just been at ease, instantly jumped again. He had only one thought: Wen Zhuxi could be injured or punished, but she could not die.

If he dies, he's finished.

He had never reacted so quickly before, taking a few steps forward and kneeling in awe before him.

He cupped the foot that was about to stomp down with both hands: "My lord, please be merciful and spare my cousin. It was my cousin who spoke rudely and offended you. Please show mercy."

"Study, study, don't ask him for help, ah..."

Pei Ji has always been clear about his likes and dislikes. He heard Xu Yanxiu's warning to be careful, even though it was meaningless to him. But he likes to deal with smart people.

As for the stupid ones, there's no need to keep them in the way.

He pressed down slightly with his foot, and another painful groan and the sound of bones breaking followed.

Seeing that he still wouldn't give up, Xu Yanxiu was so anxious that his forehead was covered in fine sweat. Just as he was about to think of another way, footsteps came from the courtyard, along with a woman's anxious voice: "Ji Shouzhuo."

Suddenly, the terrifying sense of oppression vanished, and even the foot that was crushing Wen Zhuxi's hand abruptly lifted up.

By the time he realized what was happening, the man who had been so arrogant and filled with murderous intent had somehow moved to the side.

He simply swept his long sleeves back, naturally smoothing out the wrinkles in his clothes.

Xu Yanxiu was stunned and couldn't figure out what was going on.

The woman's voice came from afar and grew closer. Guan Yue, who had been wearing a stern face, stepped out of the courtyard gate with a look of anxiety on his face. He passed the three injured people on the ground and went straight to the man.

"Are you alright? Your injuries haven't even healed yet. What are you doing out here? Besides, you're just a scholar, you can't even kill a chicken. What can you possibly teach them a lesson? Come back with me right now."

Xu Yanxiu:......

A scholar who is too weak to even kill a chicken?

He really didn't know which of these words had anything to do with this man.

The man, who had been filled with murderous intent and hostility just moments before, lost that menacing aura the moment Guan Yue appeared.

His eyes were calm, as if he knew nothing and was completely detached from the situation, as if he were a completely different person.

As soon as Wei Nanxun arrived, she went straight to Pei Ji's side and checked him over from head to toe. She even stood on tiptoe to see if he had been beaten.

Pei Ji felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze and subconsciously looked away.

No one had ever cared about him like this before, not since he was a child.

His father and mother only had eyes for his elder brother and sister. No matter how well he did in his studies, they never gave him a second glance. If he deliberately went against his teacher or fell off his horse, his mother would only say that he was too naughty and that he should learn from his elder brother's composure.

The more they tried to make him more composed, the more he rebelled. When they made him study and learn literature, he practiced riding and archery every day and even secretly went to the military camp.

He was used to being ignored; he would bandage himself when injured and continue fighting until the blood dried.

Wei Nanxun's careful protection and deep concern seemed so ridiculous to him, yet it struck him so unexpectedly.

The feeling of being cared for isn't as unpleasant as I imagined.

Pei Ji coughed lightly, feeling uncomfortable, and said, "It's too noisy, it's affecting my reading."

"You didn't need to come out and chase them away. Do you even know who they are? Hmm..."

Wei Nanxun was truly worried and confused. She heard crying from inside the room and assumed that Pei Ji was injured.

Anxious, she went straight to Pei Ji's side as soon as she left the hospital. She was relieved to see that he was really not injured.

Although she was not favored, she had grown up in the Duke's mansion and knew the temperaments of these young masters best. Wen Zhuxi was a typical playboy, and if he got angry, who knew what he might do.

But how did the injured person become the three of them, Wen Zhuxi and his servant?

Wei Nanxun looked up at Pei Ji in surprise: "Did you do this?"

Pei Ji pursed his thin lips into a line and said, slowly and deliberately, "I will reason with them."

"They were so ashamed."

Wen Zhuxi: ...? ? ?