Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 438 What do you want to do to my man? (5000 words)
Maybe it's being kept outside the Prince of Fu's mansion.

Song Yan muttered a complaint to himself, but didn't say it aloud, as it might have been seen as trying to sow discord within Gao Yang's family.

"They were probably chosen from among the maids or bought from the common people and adopted as daughters... During the Han Dynasty, many princesses who were sent to marry foreign rulers were like that." Gao Yang breathed a sigh of relief and said softly.

The pallor on his face gradually faded.

It seems that she has fully recovered. Although Gao Yang felt that her mother's methods were too ruthless, she was not too shocked by what happened. What she found hard to accept was that if she was going to sell her, why did she have to pretend to be a loving mother and daughter in the letter?

It's truly disgusting.

Song Yan could be considered to have accepted this explanation.

A brief silence fell over the pavilion.

Gao Yang toyed with the cup in his hand: "That Hun has taken a liking to me?"

It wasn't that Gao Yangzhen wanted to marry a Xiongnu man; it was purely out of curiosity.

“He’s taken a liking to you.” Song Yan nodded. “He said you… cough cough, are rather large, which makes you easier to raise.”

Gao Yang's face suddenly flushed slightly. She glared at Song Yan but didn't say anything more. Of course, she knew about the big butt. Countless old women had told her that a big butt meant good fertility, as if her only purpose in life was to give birth. Every time she heard this, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Walking down the street, or attending banquets or poetry gatherings, she often noticed men's gazes lingering on her buttocks, which annoyed her greatly.

She felt she was a bit chubby, with a fleshy bottom. Compared to her own figure, she still preferred the slender figures of Luo Tianxuan and Luo Tianyi.

Where no one could see, Luo Tianxuan secretly rolled her eyes.

For the first time, she realized that her husband could be so foolish. Didn't he understand what he could and couldn't say?

And is now the time to talk about this?

What Gao Yang needs most right now is psychological comfort and physical support, okay?

At times like this, if you were just a little sweet-talking and said something like, "Don't worry, with me here, no one can do anything to you," you'd have the upper hand. It wouldn't be long before you could hold Gao Yang's soft body in your arms.

How could you be so stupid?
Luo Tianxuan even suspected that if she weren't his wife, her husband would probably remain a bachelor for life with his big mouth.

The sky gradually darkened.

The orange-red sunset gradually faded on the horizon, as if a layer of gray-black curtain had been added between heaven and earth.

Just then, a soft footstep sound came quietly from outside the courtyard. In the increasingly dim light, a figure holding a cane and with a hunched back could be seen.

It was an old woman.

He is very old, and his hair is gray.

His kind face was covered with crisscrossing wrinkles.

Grandma Gui.

Song Yan had heard Luo Tianxuan mention this person before.

It is said that he was a master in the Prince of Fu's mansion, who had served the Prince of Fu since childhood. After Gao Yang's accident, the Prince of Fu placed him by Gao Yang's side to protect his safety.

A ninth-rank martial artist.

His combat strength is no match for Ziyu, and he is inferior to Luo Tianyi.

In the Central Plains martial arts world, he would be a top-tier expert. As long as a grandmaster-level expert doesn't emerge, he would be someone who can walk sideways with impunity.

No matter where Gao Yang went, Granny Gui always followed him closely, never leaving his side.

Song Yan's eyes flickered, and a playful smile suddenly appeared on his face. The perception of a ninth-rank martial artist is incredibly powerful. Did Granny Gui really not notice that Gao Yang was being watched by Tang Shenghai and Alun Chi?
Gao Yang... he's really pitiful.

At this moment, Granny Gui truly lacked any of the demeanor of a martial arts master. She seemed like just an old woman on her deathbed, walking slowly and coughing occasionally. What wasn't a long distance took her ages to cover. Only when she reached the pavilion did Granny Gui stop, raise her head, and reveal a pair of cloudy eyes: "Greetings, Miss; greetings, Princess; greetings, Prince Consort." She bowed in turn, and finally her gaze fell on Gao Yang: "Miss, it's getting late; we should set off."

Gao Yang subconsciously opened her mouth to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by Song Yan waving her hand. Then she saw Song Yan stand up, her eyes slightly narrowed, her somewhat cold gaze fixed on the old woman in front of her, her eyes carrying a hint of scrutiny: "Granny Gui, where are you planning to take Gao Yang?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Yang's expression suddenly changed. He looked at Granny Gui, then at Song Yan, a hint of disbelief appearing deep in his eyes.

She wasn't stupid; she could sense the hostility in Song Yan's words.

Is Song Yan doubting Granny Gui?
But, how is this possible?

Granny Gui is one of her father's people.

Although Gao Yang disliked her mother, she did not feel the same way about her father. After all, no matter what decisions she made from childhood to adulthood, her father was always her staunch supporter.

After she arrived in Pingyang, it was Granny Gui who took care of her.
Even if she had any worries, she would often tell Granny Gui. Every time, Granny Gui would sit there quietly with a kind smile on her face, and then pat her head, which would comfort Princess Gaoyang.

Sometimes, Gao Yang even felt that her relationship with Granny Gui was closer than her relationship with her mother and father.

Even when she was a child, Grandma Gui took good care of her, and the two always had a good relationship. In Gao Yang's heart, Grandma Gui wasn't just someone who protected her; she was more like an elder, perhaps playing the role of a grandmother.

Upon understanding the meaning of Song Yan's words, Gao Yang's face turned deathly pale, devoid of any color, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Granny Gui's furrowed brows were only slightly furrowed, and her expression did not change much. She seemed to not quite understand what Song Yan meant by this: "The Princess Consort arranged for someone to pick up Miss. This was arranged a long time ago. It's just that Miss was delayed because she was helping the Governor's Mansion some time ago."

“After all, Miss is the Princess Consort’s only daughter. Now that something has happened, it’s only natural that the Princess Consort is heartbroken and wants to take Miss under her wing to care for her.” As she spoke, Granny Gui looked at Gao Yang again: “Princess, the Princess Consort’s people have been waiting for many days. It’s not good to keep them waiting like this. Even if you don’t want to leave Pingyang, Miss, you should at least go and meet them and send a message. If they see that you are safe and sound, they can go back and report, right?”

"You are a princess, there is really no need for you to make things difficult for your servants over such trivial matters."

Song Yan scoffed, "Is it really just a simple meeting? I'm afraid once you go, you'll never come back. Let me guess, how many people did Princess Fu arrange? One, Tang Shenghai?"

Is anyone else here?

Grandma Gui's expression changed instantly.

His eyes were gloomy.

Tang Shenghai?
How did Song Yan know this name?

Although she was a ninth-rank martial artist, Granny Gui's talent was not actually that great. She was able to achieve her current strength by working herself to the bone, almost squeezing every last drop of time into cultivation. Whether it was day or night, she would not waste a single moment except for the occasional things she had to do. Even when she arrived at the Zhang residence, she did the same. Therefore, she was not particularly clear about what exactly happened in Pingyang City that day.

“Besides Tang Shenghai, they’re probably all those Xiongnu wolf cubs, right?” Song Yan’s expression became increasingly mocking.

Granny Gui's heart skipped a beat, and her fingers instinctively tightened their grip on her cane. She didn't know how many of the Princess's secrets Song Yan knew, and for a moment, a chilling murderous intent even flashed in her eyes. However, she still retained some rationality, knowing that Pingyang was Song Yan's territory, and she didn't want to take action against Song Yan unless absolutely necessary. She restrained herself and said, "My lord, although you are the governor of Pingyang, this is a matter for the Prince of Fu's mansion. It's not your business to interfere, is it?"

Is this a warning to recognize one's true identity?
Although the title of Marquis is high, it is ultimately inferior to that of a King.

Song Yan's smile deepened: "In principle, I shouldn't interfere in the affairs of the Prince's Mansion, but... who can blame me when things are related to the Xiongnu? And it just so happens to happen in Pingyang. As the governor of Pingyang, I naturally have an inescapable responsibility. You probably don't know, but last night I captured quite a few Xiongnu spies, and they are being interrogated in prison right now."

"Guess what I found out during the interrogation?"

"Or has Kong Nianhan already found Gao Yang another partner so quickly?"

"Seriously? Even if you were selling your daughter, you wouldn't be in such a hurry. Gao Yang is good-looking and has a good figure. Are you really that worried that your cousin Gao Yang won't be able to get married?"

Gao Yang was taken aback. She was supposed to be heartbroken, but when Song Yan said that she was good-looking and had a good figure, she felt a little secretly pleased.

Granny Gui's face was extremely gloomy, her cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, and a chilling light shone through the gaps.

Damn.

A faint sense of regret crept into her heart. Princess Fu had assigned her to Gao Yang's side partly to protect Gao Yang's safety, but also, in reality, to keep Gao Yang under her control. Until Princess Fu gave further instructions, she wouldn't interfere too much in Gao Yang's life.

Even if they lived in Pingyang, living in Song Yan's house, it wouldn't matter. After all, at that time, Princess Fu hadn't figured out how to settle Gao Yang. Once Gao Yang's identity was exposed, she wouldn't know how to explain it to the Fang family. Living here was indeed the most suitable choice.

But now, Princess Fu has already found a buyer for Gao Yang.

The situation is naturally different.

But Princess Fu clearly didn't want to make a big fuss about this matter, or for everyone to know. If Gao Yang were to leave with them on his own, that would be the best outcome. That's why she wrote the letter, giving Gao Yang enough time to think things over...

Actually, before this, Granny Gui had many opportunities to forcibly take Gao Yang away... However, when she lived in the governor's mansion, with Yu Shuang, a ninth-rank martial artist, around, Granny Gui didn't dare to act recklessly.

The best opportunity to strike was during Gao Yang's journey to Xinhou County... However, firstly, Gao Yang seemed to have been moved by the contents of the letter and had the idea of ​​leaving with them. Moreover, the Xiongnu had not yet arrived, so even if Gao Yang was bound, it was unknown where he would be sent. On the other hand, if Gao Yang disappeared or was abducted, given Luo Yuheng's personality, he might dig up Pingyang from the ground, and things would then develop in an uncontrollable direction.

Grandma Gui didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble.

But who could have imagined that Song Yan would interfere at this crucial moment?

This is a very bad sign.

It might even affect the princess's plans.

As various thoughts raced through her mind, Granny Gui's expression grew increasingly grim. After a few seconds, she suddenly let out a heavy sigh, her expression no longer hesitant. Her gaze passed over Song Yan and fixed on Gao Yang: "Princess, are you really not going to come with this old servant?"

With the Xiongnu captured, the plan to sell Gaoyang to the Xiongnu prince was naturally exposed as flawed.

But Gaoyang is an extremely valuable commodity.

In the future, we can naturally find the next buyer.

Of course, after this incident, Gao Yang will no longer be as obedient as before. Trying to bind Gao Yang with mother-daughter affection will likely be useless, so she must take Gao Yang back.

Gao Yang wasn't particularly sad. After all, even her own mother could sell her, let alone an old servant. She just smiled indifferently, her expression somewhat cold: "Never mind, after thinking about it carefully, living in Pingyang isn't so bad."

"I see." Granny Gui pondered, "In that case, please forgive this old servant's rudeness, Your Highness."

As she spoke, Granny Gui suddenly stepped forward.

The aura of a ninth-rank martial artist instantly emanated from his body.

A wave of oppressive force, like a tsunami, crashed down, causing the entire pavilion to shake violently. Song Yan trembled and involuntarily took a step back. Yet, her face showed no fear whatsoever; she was even smiling.

Laugh? Heh heh, you fool, you won't be laughing for long, Grandma Gui's wrinkled face finally revealed a hint of smugness.

Sure enough, it was faster to solve the problem by using force. The governor's mansion had Luo Tianyi and Yu Shuang, both of whom were ninth-rank martial artists. Luo Tianyi, in particular, was a freak who could deal with two eighth-rank and one ninth-rank martial artists at the same time. Although he was somewhat unconvinced, he understood that she was probably no match for him.

But this isn't the governor's mansion; this is the Zhang family's residence.

She had already sensed that the strongest guard in the Zhang family was only an eighth-rank officer, and had no power to stop her.

As for Luo Tianxuan in front of her, she didn't care about her at all.

She's just a tuberculosis patient whose body has been emptied out by tuberculosis. There's not a trace of martial arts internal energy in her. Let alone fighting against a strong person like her, she's probably not even as good as an ordinary person.

Once they captured Gao Yang, they immediately fled.

Even if Yu Shuang and Luo Tianyi found out, what could they do? By the time they arrived at the Zhang residence, he had already left Pingyang with his men.

Does Song Yan want to protect Gao Yang?

Why should he?
If Song Yan had brought hundreds of black-armored warriors, she would have paid more attention to him. But now that he's all alone, does he really think that his meager strength, which isn't even at the seventh rank, can stop a ninth-rank expert?
Song Yan has already captured Tang Shenghai and the Xiongnu prince, and perhaps he already knows the princess's plan. He can no longer let them live.

"You think you can stop me? You're not worthy!"

"You're like a worm. You have no idea what the difference is between a sixth-rank and a ninth-rank." With a sneer, Granny Gui took a step forward, her cane trembling as she raised it, and with a hiss, she pointed it directly at Song Yan's brow.

At the tip of the staff, internal energy seemed to transform into a snake's tongue, constantly spitting out, threatening to pierce through Song Yan's brow.

Just then, a small, white hand suddenly appeared out of thin air from the side.

Snapped.

The cane was grabbed.

Granny Gui trembled.

The next instant, the solid wood cane shattered with a crack.

Wood chips flew everywhere.

Granny Gui staggered back several steps, her surging internal energy flowing through her arms and into her body, directly damaging her heart meridian. Even a ninth-rank martial artist couldn't withstand it, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

His aura was weak, and his already hunched body bent even more severely, as if he had aged decades in an instant. His face was deathly pale, and the smugness on his face vanished completely in an instant, leaving only deep fear.

Luo Tianxuan slowly lowered her small hand, as if she had only done a trivial thing. Despite her slender figure, she somehow exuded a sense of security as strong as a mountain.

It was as if as long as she was there, no one could possibly harm Song Yan even a hair on his head.

A gentle breeze stirred around her, causing her skirt to sway slightly.

Only her pretty face was covered in frost, her gaze, cold to the extreme, fixed on Granny Gui opposite her, her lips slightly parted: "You..."

What do you want to do to my man?

The sound was crisp, but the chill within it made Granny Gui tremble uncontrollably.

His eyes widened, filled with disbelief, as he stared intently at Luo Tianxuan. The power that had surged from Luo Tianxuan just moments before was unimaginably strong.

Her pride and joy were shattered into dust in an instant.

It was overwhelmingly powerful, leaving her utterly unable to muster any will to resist.

Suddenly, Granny Gui trembled, as if she had thought of something. Her expression grew paler and more terrifying. Unable to control herself, her mouth gaped open, emitting the sharpest scream:
"Grandmaster..."

"You're a grandmaster?"

She thought of a saying among martial artists: a ninth-rank martial artist can control their internal energy as weakly as a beginner, while a grandmaster... returns to simplicity.

Damn it, she had lived in the governor's mansion for a long time, and she had met Luo Tianxuan countless times, even speaking to her face to face. But only now did she realize with horror that Luo Tianxuan was actually a grandmaster.

The Luo family is utterly shameless. They have a grandmaster in charge, yet they keep it hidden.

If she had known earlier that Luo Tianxuan was a grandmaster, why would she have been so foolish and acted so rashly?

That's despicable, that's shameless. You think it's fun to play dumb and take advantage of others?

My chest was filled with indescribable despair and shame.

Just moments ago, they were mocking Song Yan, calling him nothing more than an insect who had no idea of ​​the difference between a sixth-rank and a ninth-rank official. Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, a resounding slap would land hard on his face?

How could she possibly know the difference between a ninth-rank official and a grandmaster?
In the presence of a grandmaster, what are a ninth-rank martial artist but an insect?

(End of this chapter)