Transmigrating into a book to save her best friend, her sickly husband vies for her affections every

In Chapter 33, the voice broadcast sounded in Tingyao's mind again.

Zhang Zhan wasn't Zhao Siwei; he couldn't bring himself to abandon her and leave to protect himself. Instead, he grabbed her and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Xu Tutu got angry and pulled Zhang Zhan back, "How dare you be disrespectful to Prince Zhang! Who gave you the guts!"

Tingyao smiled inwardly.

Actually, the Ji family truly dared to be rude to anyone, and they really had the means to do so. It's just that the Ji family members generally didn't use it, which is why many people have forgotten that the main job of the two Ji family members who worked in officialdom was to report on others to the emperor.

Ji Baizhang and Ji Boxue worked at the Censorate and the Censorate, respectively. The main job of these two units was to file complaints. They were only responsible for filing complaints. As long as the report was well-written, the Zhenfu Division would immediately take over and investigate it!

Officials in these two units, even if they don't try to curry favor with them, dare not easily offend their colleagues.

Everyone has their share of dirty secrets! If this gets caught, you'll be laughed at in Beijing for the rest of your life!

Not to mention, Zhang Zhan has cleaned up so many messes for Zhao Siwei. If you just pick one and embellish it, Zhao Siwei might end up kneeling down with him.

Dou Shi was amused by Xu Tutu and snorted, "The troublemaker is acting all wronged. With Miss Xu's behavior, no wonder His Highness the Ninth Prince has already expressed his intention to select a concubine."

Look at that mouth, the way it swears is both sophisticated and vulgar.

She said that Zhao Siwei didn't like her, and even said that he wouldn't accept her even if she offered herself to him.

Cultured people can curse without using vulgar language, but every word they utter is deeply hurtful.

Xu Tutu was so angry that she pointed at Dou Shi.

Dou sneered, "So this is what the Xu family's rules are all about. No wonder the royal family is choosing a consort for His Highness the Ninth Prince!"

Pointing at someone's face like that is really not something a lady should do.

In particular, Dou was considered an elder.

Seeing that Xu Tutu was being bullied, Menglong shouted, "Help! Someone is bullying our girl!"

The other old women, maids, and servants who had been brought along also came over.

"Are you going to gang up on us?" Ji Chenbi said coldly, clenching his fists as if eager to take the lead. "You said you weren't here to cause trouble, but you've brought people with you!"

Through a hazy vision, I saw Ji Chenbi heading towards Xu Tutu, grabbing her in one swift motion. Ji Chenbi, being a mischievous and clever person, immediately stumbled and tore down all the clothes hanging there, sitting on the ground with a loud "Wah!"

"Fourth brother hit me! It hurts so much!"

"Help! Someone hit me! Arrest him!"

"How dare you hit my sister!" Ji Fuguang reacted at the sound. He didn't care if you were male or female; if you offended him or were an old man, he would beat you up. He made a move to strike, "Guards, get him!"

Dou simply retreated to a safe place, where she was protected by two old women.

The shop was thrown into chaos in an instant.

Clothes and jewelry were scattered everywhere. Tingyao saw Ji Anzhi's eyes widen and widen until she finally leaned back, and reached out to help her up.

Ji Anzhi was truly shocked; her voice became weak and feeble, "Sister, I never imagined the shop would die in the hands of our own people..."

This was her most prized possession—money, her money.

Tingyao comforted her, "Don't worry, money always flows back, it will definitely come back to you in some other way."

Ji Anzhi wouldn't listen to any words of comfort, but now was not the time to worry about money.

As long as the injured are not members of the Ji family, it's fine.

Don't make them lose money and their lives too.

In the chaos, Zhang Zhan was dragged by Xu Tutu and was hit on the head, which had just healed, by something that came from nowhere, causing him to gasp for breath in pain.

What is this?

Why have things been so unlucky lately?

I wish I hadn't gone out today!

The small shop was full of servants fighting in groups. Zhang Zhan's servant couldn't even squeeze in and could only anxiously call out to Zhang Zhan to be careful and not get beaten up.

Zhang Zhan felt a wave of dizziness as he looked at the girls whose hair had already been pulled up.

No, he's a scholar; he can't handle something so stimulating.

He looked back at the servant waving to him, then at the fact that there was no gap to squeeze through.

"Stop fighting! I'll pay for all the losses today!" Zhang Zhan suddenly shouted, rarely raising his voice like this. "Stop—"

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Tutu grabbed him and used him as a shield to block the small potted plant that had flown in from who-knows-where.

Bang.

Zhang Zhan immediately covered his head.

This time, the pain was truly excruciating.

It even let out a howl.

Tingyao saw it very clearly; it was Menglong who wanted to throw Ji Chunhe, but Ji Fuguang grabbed her hand and changed the direction, so that it landed on Zhang Zhan.

"Stop it all!"

Tingyao roared, "We can now settle the scores for each team in this match!"

If the fighting continues, and the Ji family is accused of plotting to harm Zhang Zhan, their heir, they will be in deep trouble, which would be a huge loss.

However, Tingyao suddenly realized that someone else's voice had just spoken at the same time, saying the same thing as her.

Zhang Zhan's voice reminded everyone, "Zhao Jiu?"

Anyone living in the capital knows who Zhao Jiu is referring to when Zhang Zhan speaks of him.

Everyone in the room widened their eyes in horror and looked outside, where they saw Zhao Siwei standing quietly with a cold face.

There was a sense of impending doom, his face as somber as the sky before a storm, devoid of any light.

The people inside looked at each other for a while, and after confirming that they had all seen Zhao Siwei who had suddenly appeared, they all began to swallow hard.

Only two words were floating in the sky.

—It's over.

"Can't you see me?" Zhao Siwei's voice was deep and imposing, each word deliberate and forceful. "You can't see me at all?" His voice turned colder, his gaze sweeping around like a blade. "Ignore me?"

Then, everyone knelt down to pay their respects, except for Zhang Zhan and Xu Tutu.

It became completely quiet.

"Your knees are made of iron?" Zhao Siwei kicked away the broken table beside him. "Get up."

Those who were kneeling stood up, and the servants all stood to the side without prior arrangement.

Zhao Siwei walked inside, looked around at the mess, and frowned deeply when he saw the young ladies and gentlemen of the Ji family. "Have they all gone mad? These are all people of importance, and they even fought? Who hit Zhang Zhan?"

[Ding! Zhao Siwei's current emotion level is: Anger: 100%]

Tingyao frowned, tilted her head back, and stared directly at Zhao Siwei.

Why could she hear this anger when it had absolutely nothing to do with her?

Isn't the voice prompt from this weird system only supposed to alert you when you're experiencing negative emotions?

Tingyao rubbed her head.

Fortunately, the sound was only at a normal decibel level, not so loud that she felt like banging her head against the wall.

Upon seeing Zhao Siwei enter, Xu Tutu felt as if she had found family. With red eyes, she lifted her skirt and ran over to him, beginning to complain. Her chubby face looked aggrieved, which was quite pitiful.

"The Ji family hit me first!" she said, tears welling up in her eyes, reaching out to grab Zhao Siwei's arm. "Zhao Jiu, you have to stand up for me..."

Zhao Siwei raised his hand to stop her from getting close, and moved half a step to the side with obvious disgust.

[Ding! Zhao Siwei's current emotional state is: Disdain: 99%, Murder Intent: 1%]

The voice broadcast sounded in Tingyao's mind again.

Zhao Siwei then asked, enunciating each word clearly, "Who hit Zhang Zhan?"

The fact that the heir of the Marquis of Pingyang was injured in a place full of Ji family members is definitely not a trivial matter.

If left unattended and Xu Tutu were to speak out, the Duke's Mansion would surely shift all the blame onto the Ji family.

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