The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

Ji Yu looked at her coldly, "Dream on."

The servant stepped forward and was about to curse.

Chu Yizhao raised his hand to signal Lu Lin, "Hit him."

Lu Lin moved immediately after hearing the order, flipping the scabbard and swiping it towards the servant who was speaking. The blue sword tassel drew an arc in the air, but was blocked by a hand.

Ji Yu pursed his lips viciously, "When beating a dog...you have to look at the owner!"

"Then beat him." Chu Yizhao readily followed the advice.

Lu Lin slashed at Ji Yu with the scabbard in hand, but the latter moved and took the attack with his bare hands.

In an instant, ten moves had passed. Ji Yu was bleeding, but his moves were extremely brutal. He used his palm as a blade and every move was to take people's lives. Lu Lin held his breath, held the sword in his left hand, and took the move with his right hand, kicking the man in the butt.

"General! Come here, come on!" the servant shouted angrily.

Chu Yizhao ordered his men, "Don't show mercy, beat him to death!"

In the continuous drizzle, two slender figures of green and yellow dotted on the bluestone, soared under the dark clouds, entangled with each other, with their sleeves fluttering in the air, and a winding scroll in the rain, with ink splashed and brushstrokes, blooming dark blue water lilies.

Qiaoyu pointed at the attacking servants and said, "My young lady is the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Quyang Mansion and the doctor of the Crown Prince of Yue. If you dare to attack me, you may lose your life!"

The leading servant hurriedly stopped and looked hesitantly at the boy who had spoken.

The servant's expression froze. Ji Yu was naturally capable of being arrogant, but if he was related to the royal family... especially the elusive Prince of Yue.

Even if you cut the neck of a person like that, his soul will still be praised...

He showed disdain on his face, "If you say so, then so? Who would believe that a woman is the doctor of the prince's son?"

Qiaoyu put her hands on her hips and said, "Who do you think you are? Do you think I can believe you? You dirty-eyed, foul-mouthed bastard, come and fight me if you dare~"

"If you dare to touch my young lady, I'll chop off your head and kick it like a ball!"

Chu Yizhao glanced at Qiaoyu, and the latter immediately fell silent.

Dong Yanwan burst into laughter and whispered, "You are so brave. You are not afraid that His Highness will find trouble with you if he finds out."

Qiaoyu's face stiffened slightly.

This person doesn't seem to know...

The servant didn't move, but kept shouting, "No one who is with the Dong family is a good person!!!"

"Daughter of Dong Ruicheng, the descendant of a bastard official, how come he didn't hit you to death! You deserve to die just like your parents, die!"

Chu Yizhao frowned. Are the Dong family and the Ji family feuding?

After Shiji Yu died, no one in the family could take on the important task, and the Ji family fell apart. The Dong family had always stood firm in the court. When she returned to the Marquisate from the Prince of Yue's Mansion, Dong Yanjing was already a fourth-rank Left Censor.

How could these two families, one civil and one military, be related if they have no marriage ties?

Dong Yanwan was shaking with anger.

Tao Xi rushed forward to argue, "Your family is extinct! Your general gave birth to a son without an anus, and his family will never be able to produce descendants!"

"Your family is wiped out!"

“Your house…!”

"Your house...!!"

"... "

The cold water droplets were getting bigger and bigger, and the girls' coats were getting heavier. Chu Yizhao took out a cotton handkerchief from his arms, soaked it with icy rain, and wrapped it in Dong Yanwan's hand.

The redness and swelling turned into dark purple, and a slight chill pressed against the burning hand. Dong Yanwan cried, "What kind of thing is this? How could I run into such a mad dog?"

"It's okay. There's no one here. No one will know if he dies." Chu Yizhao comforted.

Dong Yanwan choked, "That's not the case..."

Ji Yu was injured in the rain and black boots, and he became weaker and weaker, but he still gritted his teeth and hooked his fingers to grab the man. Lu Lin spun around and kicked Ji Yu in the heart.

With a bang, a heavy object fell to the ground, and a thin layer of water stains gathered on the bluestone slab, making it slippery and muddy. Ji Yu slid for several meters with a muffled groan before he stopped and lay motionless.

"General!" The servant was horrified. A crowd of people gathered to check. After a while, a heart-wrenching cry broke out, "The general is dead! You beat the general to death!"

Dong Yanwan was shocked, "Ah Ming, he is really dead..."

No matter how right they are, Ji Yu is a young general of the fourth rank. He will lose his head if he kills an official appointed by the imperial court!

Just as Chu Yizhao was about to speak, the servant rushed towards Lu Lin, roaring, "I want you to pay with your life!"

She changed the subject and said, "Bring it here."

Lu Lin was still confused. Hearing this, he dodged to the side. The servant rushed past and was grabbed by the back of the collar and pressed in front of a pair of embroidered shoes. Then, cold rain fell into his cochlea.

"Taoxi, smash his mouth."

Tao Xi happily agreed and raised her hand to hit.

The servant looked up quickly, "How dare you! You killed my general and you still want to beat me! The Ji family will not let you go!"

"Long sea."

The servant stared, "Do you know me?"

Chu Yizhao looked at the group of people in the distance and did not answer his question. "Changhai, when Ji Yu dies, you will have to be buried with him. If you redeem your bad words while you are alive, your punishment will be reduced when you are in prison."

"Taoxi, fight!"

"Order!"

Tao Xi slapped down with his palms, attacking left and right, muttering, "I'll let you scold me! I'll beat you to death, you bastard who hits people and runs away."

After a while, Changhai's face began to swell up.

Chu Yizhao walked to Ji Yu's side. The servants around him were afraid of Lu Lin, so they stared at each other and retreated, leaving Ji Yu lying on the ground wetly without even a coat to cover his head.

His black hair was wet and stuck to his cheeks, his sharp jaw was stained with blood and rain, and he looked disheveled and dirty, like a corpse in a mass grave.

Chu Yizhao looked at him carefully, the slight rise and fall of her chest hidden under the folds of her gorgeous clothes. She said softly, "I heard that General Ji's weapon is a spear. During the years when General Shen was away from Liaodong, General Ji used this spear to protect the peace of Liaodong."

No one knew why she said that, and Ji Yu remained motionless.

She stopped talking and stomped hard at Ji Yu, "Lu Lin and you have been fighting for nearly an incense stick. He didn't use his sword or his right hand, so how could he hurt you to death? You want to pretend to be dead, but after an incense stick, even if you don't die, you will lose blood and be seriously injured, and you will never be able to lift a spear again!"

"Shit General!"

He also wanted to torture her with death. In her previous life, she knelt in the mourning hall for three days because this man believed in slander and insisted on using Zheng Shi's medicine, which killed himself and her.

Dong Yanwan felt that something was wrong with Chu Yizhao. The person on the ground screamed and held his stomach, then sat up. "Evil woman! You are so cruel!!"

"Alive...alive?" Dong Yanwan asked in confusion.

"He played dead."

Ji Yu's painful expression had not yet faded, and he smiled at Dong Yanwan, "This general still likes you, you are simple and easy to deceive, much cuter than this scheming and vicious woman."

After he finished speaking, he stared at Dong Yanwan fixedly. He loved this girl's tears so much. The tears of a rich lady were more precious than snow-white rice.

Dong Ruicheng must be reluctant to let her cry...

But after looking for a long time, Dong Yanwan's eyes changed from anger to astonishment, familiar shock and suspicion. Ji Yu's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly raised his hand to touch his face. The mask on his face had fallen off at some point, revealing an empty face.

The intense shame and fear instantly made his whole body stiff, his mind went blank, and he screamed in fear,

"Don't look! Don't look!"

"Don't look! Don't look! I'm going to kill you all! Kill you all!!"

Ji Yu crawled on the ground helplessly, trying to tear the woman in front of him apart.

Under the heavy drizzle, the young general with extraordinary skills was covered in blood. He had forgotten all his martial arts and was crawling on the bluestone slabs, roaring helplessly like a young animal, using the most primitive attack posture to protect his only dignity.