Good Ending: She Swears She Will Not Let Him Die!

Chapter 140: Chapter 139: Face

Du Yunluo was still pondering when suddenly, she heard an exclamation behind her and instinctively turned her head.

Princess An Ran had already released the grip on Shi Lian’er’s jaw, but she quickly grabbed Shi Lian’er’s arm forcefully, dragging her up without regard for her resistance, pulling her towards the main hall.

Shi Lian’er screamed and struggled, a fierce look flashed in Princess An Ran’s eyes, she raised her other hand and gave Shi Lian’er a heavy slap.

Pa——

The sound was so crisp that it sent a shiver down Huo Ziming’s spine in the main hall, as if the slap had landed on his own face.

Li Luan also heard it, and without even raising his eyebrows, he slowly stood up.

His gaze swept across everyone present, finally landing on Mu Liancheng, and he said, "I will head back to the mansion now, you all take care of the rest here."

Mu Liancheng nodded with difficulty.

Li Luan’s clothing still had wine stains caused by Huo Ziming, but he didn’t mind. As he passed by Mu Lianhui, his eyes, like peach blossoms, held a faint, indiscernible smile, making it hard for anyone to gauge his mood: "A Lady has her own way of handling things. In front of the Grand Empress Dowager, the Lady will need to explain carefully, after all, among everyone here today, no one’s face and courage in Cining Palace are as great as the Lady’s."

Mu Lianhui lowered her eyelids, her hands clenched tightly inside her sleeves, leaving crescent marks in her palms, of which she seemed unaware. After a long pause, she raised her head, staring straight into those peach blossom eyes, and said, "When everything here is settled, I will go into the palace."

Li Luan curled his lips, said nothing more, and walked out.

Only when Li Luan’s footsteps could no longer be heard did Mu Lianhui quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

Li Luan was not wrong; in Cining Palace, her face was indeed significant.

She dared to host a banquet at Wangmei Garden, she dared to invite Shi Lian’er to the banquet, she dared to make trouble, she had the courage and the reputation to do so.

It was not just because of the Imperial Consort’s affection and the Empress Dowager’s regard, her true foundation was her surname Mu, she was a girl of Dingyuan Marquis Mansion.

Unless she committed an unforgivable crime, relying on Dingyuan Marquis Mansion’s generations of loyal and heroic blood, the palace would at most reprimand her and punish her for a few days, they wouldn’t do anything drastic to her.

After all, the border was still not peaceful, Mu Liancheng, Mu Lianxiao, and even Mu Lianyu, all needed to go to battle.

Moreover, the New Year was approaching.

When the coffins of the Old Marquis and his two sons returned to the Capital back then, it was also January.

With such loyal and righteous blood, just causing some minor disturbances during a banquet, who would dare to deal with her harshly?

With just half a month until January, creating trouble for Dingyuan Marquis Mansion over this matter, the people of the Capital certainly hadn’t forgotten that white sky-covering paper money on that day.

Therefore, neither the Empress Dowager nor the Emperor would act, and those officials who loved to complain certainly wouldn’t either.

Trivial matters like Shi Lian’er’s would be forgotten by the noble ones after the New Year, why would anyone blame Dingyuan Marquis Mansion?

Once the war starts, a victory by the Mu Family would bring everything back in return.

Weighing the pros and cons, Mu Lianhui was not afraid at all.

And in the east chamber.

Shi Lian’er had already returned to her senses, her phoenix eyes wide open, covering her aching cheek, shrieking, "You hit me? What gives you the right to hit me?"

Princess An Ran giggled, as if hearing a big joke: "Because I feel like it. Remember, as long as I’m happy, I can hit you, and as long as I’m happy, I can have others hit you."

"Maniac!" Shi Lian’er spat.

Princess An Ran raised her hand for another slap: "Maniac? Then what are you? A bitch?"

Unprepared for such words from a lady of Princess An Ran’s background, even Jiang Yunuan couldn’t help but glance at her a few more times.

Huo Ziming heard everything clearly, he irritably scratched his head, thinking that if Shi Lian’er was a bitch, then what was he? A fool tricked by a bitch!

What a mess!

Huo Ziming muttered a few curses under his breath.

Princess An Ran pulled up the dazed Shi Lian’er, half dragging, half pulling her into the main hall, and tossed her onto the ground.

Shi Lian’er stumbled, lunging forward and falling right in front of Huo Ziming’s feet.

She was already disheveled, having been slapped and dragged by Princess An Ran, becoming even more unkempt, her small jacket’s clasps open, revealing a clear collarbone.

Huo Ziming looked down, instantly flustered, and hurriedly stepped aside.

Princess An Ran watched, snorted softly.

In the past, having suffered such a loss, Princess An Ran would have fought Mu Lianhui to the end, whether by crying or making a scene in Cining Palace, she would have sought a resolution, but now, she knew she had no right to bargain.

The Old Master wouldn’t stand up for her now.

If she clung onto Mu Lianhui stubbornly, it would ultimately be her who suffered.

Resentment, humiliation, anger, all tangled in her heart, especially knowing that Mu Lianhui originally planned to use her to disgust Du Yunluo, she grew increasingly furious.

But, uncontrollable as it was, she had to endure.

The forbearance twisted her facial expression into something ferocious and terrifying, yet she still said word by word: "The Lady needs to go to the palace to plead guilty, but with the New Year around the corner, no one wants to bring unsettling matters to the Empress Dowager or the Imperial Consort. But for someone of low birth, like the daughter of a poor scholar, talking too much would only dirty the ears of the Empress Dowager and the Imperial Consort."

Mu Lianhui raised her eyes, waiting for Princess An Ran to continue.

But Princess An Ran lowered her head, looking at Shi Lian’er who was trying to get up, and kicked her hard in the leg, causing Shi Lian’er to fall back again.

"Crazy woman!" Shi Lian’er jumped up despite the pain, seemingly ready to fight for her life.

Princess An Ran looked sideways at Mu Lianhui, who raised her voice to call two maids: "Are you stunned?"

The maids returned to their senses and pinned Shi Lian’er down firmly.

"I don’t care who you’re plotting against, your aim is to marry into a noble family, isn’t it? To make you happy." Princess An Ran smirked angrily, "Forget about Prince Rui Mansion, consider Enrong Bo Mansion, how about that?"

Shi Lian’er trembled all over.

The one she truly wished to marry was Du Yundi, but for some reason, Du Yundi hadn’t appeared, which led to this situation.

Now things had come to this, wishing for Du Yundi was impossible, but Enrong Bo Mansion...

After all, it was a titled noble’s mansion, and going to Enrong Bo Mansion would certainly change her brother’s future, right?

Shi Lian’er instinctively looked at Mu Lianhui, who ignored her completely, she then looked to Princess An Ran, hesitatingly saying, "The Mansion? Second Young Master? Can I..."

Princess An Ran knew exactly what she wanted to say, let out a loud laugh, her face full of ridicule: "What can you do! A concubine is just a concubine, do you think you can surpass anyone?"

This was not just directed at Shi Lian’er, Princess An Ran’s mind was also on Aunt Liao.

A concubine is just a concubine.