Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

The banquet is scheduled for five days from now, which means that Dongling Yu, that son of a bitch, will be an eyesore at Chunhua Palace for another five days.

Unfortunately, due to dimensional suppression, the host cannot directly kill the protagonist of the original world, as this would cause the world to collapse. Otherwise, seeing Dong Lingyu staring at Dong Tinglan with that sticky, disgusting gaze every day, Jiang Heng really wouldn't be able to resist killing him directly.

Fortunately, Li Jingxi was forced to come over for small talk these past few days, which diverted some of the other party's attention.

At this moment, Li Jingxi, who was chatting with Dongling Yu about the local customs and culture of Qilan, was devastated. Did these two brothers, Dongli and Li, have some serious illness? One of them was always teasing him, and the other always had a creepy smile.

"Your Highness, there's no point in just sitting here chatting. How about I take you out of the palace for a stroll?" Li Jingxi decided to bring more people along; he no longer wanted to face these two alone.

"Alright, Fifth Brother, you want to come too?" Dongling Yu then looked at Dongting Lan beside him. Jiang Heng just couldn't understand why this person, despite being rejected time and time again, still shamelessly kept coming up to her.

As expected, Dong Tinglan rejected him again: "I've seen enough in four years, so I'm not going."

"It's one thing to disrespect the Emperor these past few days, but to disrespect even the Second Prince? This is not good for relations between the two countries."

Dongling Yu raised his hand to put it on Dongting Lan's shoulder, but was interrupted by Jiang Heng's gesture of serving tea.

Jiang Heng rolled her eyes at him with her back turned, and Li Jingxi saw this perfectly. He suddenly widened his eyes. So this kid is disrespectful to everyone except Dong Tinglan? He felt a little better.

Dongling Yu sized up the figure blocking his way, his face darkening. "Something that's in my way."

He picked up the freshly poured hot tea from the table and splashed it at Jiang Heng's face. Jiang Heng didn't even look at him, picked up the tray and blocked the splash. The tea was so forceful that it ended up on Dongling Yu's hand and the hem of his clothes.

"Be bold!"

Dongling Yu suddenly stood up, and in the blink of an eye, the back of his hand was already scalded red. The palace servants beside him changed their expressions and hurriedly went to fetch cold water and ointment.

Seeing that Dongling Yu was about to grab Jiang Heng, Dongting Lan grabbed his arm and pulled him behind her, avoiding his touch.

Li Jingxi sat there, stunned, and stood up blankly. What? Huh? Hmm?

"Brother, how can you be so careless even when drinking tea?" Dong Tinglan said in a deep voice, directly defining the nature of the matter.

"Are you blind?! This bastard splashed me!" Dongling Yu roared in fury. The pain in the back of his hand made him even more irritable. He shouted at the palace servants standing not far away, "Are they all dead? Come here and arrest this servant!"

"Let's see who dares!"

Dong Tinglan drew the short blade that Li Jingxi had been using as decoration at his waist, held it horizontally in front of him with a cold and deep gaze, exuding a world-destroying aura.

The palace servants who were about to step forward were startled and hesitated for a moment, but still took small steps closer, after all, Dongling Yu was their master.

Li Jingxi looked down at the empty scabbard at his waist and silently moved a little further away from Dong Tinglan.

"Are you really going to fight me for a mere servant?" Dongling Yu's tone was sinister, and his gaze towards Jiang Heng was cold.

"May I ask, Your Majesty, what did this eunuch do wrong? If I'm not mistaken, the teacup was in your hand the whole time. He was pouring tea quietly and didn't touch you at all."

Dong Tinglan demanded sharply, then turned to Li Jingxi standing to the side, his tone serious: "Second Prince, did you see Sun He spill tea on your elder brother?"

"This... I didn't see it." Li Jingxi really didn't see it; his attention wasn't on the table at all. "Fourth Prince, you should treat the wound first. This burn is prone to scarring if left untreated."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Jingxi quickly had the palace servant who had brought the medicine apply it to him. Dongling Yu pointed at Jiang Heng from a distance, snatched the ointment, and turned and went back to the side hall. A moment later, a loud crash came from the side hall, the sound of something breaking on the ground.

Li Jingxi looked towards the side hall, frowned, and looked dissatisfied. Did Dongling Yu really think this was their Dongli?

He then turned his head to examine the eunuch who had caused the trouble. He was sharp-tongued and rude. He wondered why Dong Tinglan was protecting him so much. Could it be because he was good at talking back?

"Little eunuch, you'd better take it easy." With that, Li Jingxi shook his head and left.

"Are you okay?"

Dong Tinglan pulled the man closer, looked at his face, and then pulled up his sleeve. He saw that the man's wrist was also burned red, and his face looked even worse. Without saying a word, he took the man to apply medicine.

"It's just a small burn, it's nothing serious."

Jiang Heng looked at the person sitting in front of her applying medicine and reached out to press his brow.

Ever since Dongling Yu arrived in the capital, he has been frowning every day. Jiang Heng felt bad seeing him like this. As long as they stayed with Kai Lan, they couldn't use their skills and could only passively defend themselves in frustration.

After all, the death of a prince in Qilan is not something that can be easily overlooked, especially since Dongling Yu was the most beloved child of the King of Dongli.

"It's my fault for not protecting you."

Dong Tinglan was filled with self-blame. He knew why Jiang Heng had done this. He could have easily dodged it, but he chose to block her way.

He knew that if he dodged, the tea would spill on him. He didn't want to get hurt and was trying his best to keep his promise to protect him.

"You've protected me very well. The way you drew the dagger was so fast that the Second Prince didn't even have time to react."

Jiang Heng picked up the dagger that Li Jingxi had forgotten on the table and waved it in front of him. "You didn't see how stunned he looked. It was hilarious."

Seeing his expression, Dong Tinglan smiled back, but no one knew what she was thinking.

In the side hall, Dongling Yu, having smashed two Ruyi-shaped ear-shaped wine vessels, sat imposingly on the couch, letting the palace servants apply medicine to him. The burning pain subsided slightly, but the area was still red and swollen.

"They're actually protecting a eunuch like this." He looked up at the palace servant standing guard and said, "Go and investigate."

Of course, he couldn't find anything out. After all, there were originally only three people in Chunhua Palace, which was obvious. In the end, he could only attribute Dong Tinglan's behavior to opposing him.

This commotion had already been noticed by Sun He, who was hiding in the shadows. Avoiding Dong Lingyu's men, he sneaked into the main hall to report to Dong Tinglan.

"If he's so curious, I'll just go up there and punch him twice so hard his own father wouldn't recognize him!"

Jiang Heng threw a left hook and a right hook, displaying impressive skill.

"puff!"

Standing to the side, Zhao Yi and Sun He couldn't help but laugh as they watched Jiang Heng wave her arms and display her fancy but ineffective martial arts moves. Even Dong Tinglan curled the corners of her mouth.

"?" Jiang Heng suddenly turned her head to look at them, her face stern, and rolled up her sleeves. "You have no idea what my power is like."

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up the teacup on the table and with a sudden force, a clear "crack" sound reached everyone's ears. When he put the cup down, he gently pinched it with his index finger, and the once intact cup shattered into pieces and fell onto the table.

The three looked at him in surprise. A boy with superhuman strength?

"Can I beat Dongling Yu so badly that even his own father wouldn't recognize him?" Jiang Heng crossed her arms, slightly raised her chin, and looked at Dongting Lan with an arrogant expression, as if waiting for praise.

"More than that, it could beat him until he loses control of his bladder."

Zhao Yi spoke first, praising his abilities, but Jiang Heng still frowned and took a few steps away in disgust.

Dong Tinglan ruffled his head, rubbing it until he swayed on the spot before stopping. "The young master is indeed amazing."

After some teasing, Jiang Heng looked at Sun He and asked, "Can you sneak in over there without being discovered?"

Jiang Heng pointed towards the side hall, shook the medicinal powder she had prepared a few days ago, and glanced at Zhao Yi unintentionally.

"You're thinking?"

Jiang Heng beckoned the group closer and whispered their plan. Dong Tinglan pondered for a while, thought it was feasible, and then told Sun He to act according to the situation.