Madam, don't do this!

Chapter 439 The Marquis is Getting More and More Perverted (10,000 words)
Zhang Mansion.

nightfall.

A cold wind swept by, and her hair, like tangled weeds, clung to her face, sticking together with blood from the corner of her mouth. Her once kind face now resembled a vengeful ghost. Granny Gui's throat gurgled violently, her terrified gaze fixed on Luo Tianxuan, her body trembling. Even after several seconds, she seemed unable to recover from the shock.

Luo Tianxuan's expression remained as cold as ever. Her eyes were fixed on Granny Gui. Her slender body slowly took a step forward and asked that life-threatening question again: "What do you want to do to my man?"

Although it was just a single step, the difference in pressure was immense.

In an instant, Granny Gui felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her shoulders. Her body sank, her legs went weak, and she almost knelt on the ground.

He clenched his remaining few teeth tightly, his eyes bulging with rage.

Bloodstains were seeping from the corners of his mouth.

Faced with this question, Granny Gui had no idea how to answer. She knew she was no match for Luo Tianxuan; in Luo Tianxuan's hands, she was like a little chick, easily crushed. But she was inherently proud. If it weren't for the kindness shown to her by the Prince and Princess Fu in her youth, she wouldn't have been a slave in the Prince Fu's mansion. To expect her to meekly beg for mercy before Luo Tianxuan was utterly impossible.

Moreover, even if she begged for mercy, Luo Tianxuan might not let her go.

With a determined effort, Granny Gui slapped her heart hard with all her might.

His body trembled, and he spat out another mouthful of blood. His face flushed an eerie red. Finally, he broke free from Luo Tianxuan's oppressive aura, stomped his foot on the ground, and flew backward instantly.

That speed was incredibly fast.

In the blink of an eye, Granny Gui had already darted to the courtyard gate.

escape.

Granny Gui wants to escape.

This is an extremely special secret technique practiced by Granny Gui. It sacrifices the body to unleash a more violent power for a short period, especially in lightness skills, which can be doubled. However, without timely rest and recuperation, one's cultivation level may drop, or even death may ensue. Grandmasters are ultimately beyond Granny Gui's reach. In her eyes, even if she is no match for a grandmaster, using this secret technique will always offer her a chance to escape.

Watching Granny Gui's figure disappear rapidly into the distance, Luo Tianxuan simply smiled and then casually swept her right arm across the room.

Behind the pavilion, a teacup suddenly leaped from the stone table. Even though there was nothing there, the teacup seemed to be drawn by something and flew to Luo Tianxuan's palm.

A few fingers casually brushed across the teacup.

laugh.

The next second, a piercing sound of something cutting through the air rang out.

But then, the teacup shot towards Granny Gui's back at an incredibly terrifying speed.

The speed was even more exaggerated than the bullets shooting from Song Yan's gun barrel. In a daze, the teacup was already behind Granny Gui the instant Luo Tianxuan made this move.

Snapped.

The teacup burst open on Granny Gui's shoulder.

Turned into powder.

Grandma Gui staggered, losing control, and fell to the ground. When you looked at her again, she struggled to get up from the ground, her shoulder covered in blood, her arm hanging limply.

The bone in my shoulder is broken!
The Grandmaster realm is terrifying indeed.

Even Song Yan couldn't help but gasp in astonishment. What was this? A bullet fired with bare hands?

"Husband, what should we do with this old woman?" Luo Tianxuan turned around, the coldness on her face melting away like spring snow. No matter what, Luo Tianxuan always faced her husband with the gentlest side.

Song Yan looked at Gao Yang, since this man was Gao Yang's servant, and it would be more appropriate to ask Gao Yang's opinion on how to deal with him.

Gao Yang's eyelids drooped. She had feelings for Granny Gui... but she wasn't the kind of woman who would forgive others without limit. Granny Gui knew that Kong Nianhan would sell her, yet she still wanted to take her back. If that was the case, why should she show her any leniency?

“Kill her…” Gao Yang exhaled slowly, his tone cold. “However, if my cousin still wants to interrogate her, if he wants to pry her mouth open, he may do so. I will not interfere.”

Granny Gui shuddered, and her resentful gaze fell upon Gao Yang.

"You heartless bitch! I took such good care of you when you were a child, and this is how you treat an old woman like this?" Granny Gui cursed sharply, her voice shrill. "If I had known you were such a slut, I should have drowned you in the Yi River back then."

Gao Yang's eyelids trembled slightly: "So that's how it is... So that's how it is..."

"Back then, in Songzhou City, when I was being harassed by three thugs, you were already with me. You watched me jump into the Yi River, and you watched me get kidnapped by bandits..."

Ha ha.

Gao Yang was also quick-witted.

Because of Granny Gui's words, many things were instantly connected.

She even suspected that everything that had happened was orchestrated by her mother, Kong Nianhan, or at least allowed to happen. If she died in the Fang family, would Kong Nianhan be able to take the opportunity to extract a lot of benefits from the Fang family?

After Song Yan rescued her from the bandits, was he planning to use her to gain some benefit from Song Yan?
It was clear, however, that her mother had failed. For Kong Nianhan, it was an extremely unprofitable deal. That's why Kong Nianhan found her a new buyer.

Kong Nianhan must be the only one in Ningguo to scheme against her own daughter to this extent.
Luo Tianxuan slowly walked up to Granny Gui, and under Granny Gui's horrified and desperate gaze, her fingers quietly landed on Granny Gui's shoulder.

boom.

Ah ah ah ah ah……

A shrill, hoarse scream.

The meridians throughout his body were instantly severed.

It's been scrapped.

For a ninth-rank martial artist, such an outcome might be even more painful than killing her.

Her cloudy old eyes were filled with extreme resentment. She flailed her arms wildly, baring her teeth, as if she wanted to bite a piece of flesh off Luo Tianxuan, but unfortunately, she could do nothing.

Overwhelmed with anger, he bent over and collapsed.

The matter is probably resolved.

Gao Yang also sat down somewhat dejectedly.

"Cheer up, things are going pretty well now, aren't they?" Song Yan smiled. "You don't have to marry that Xiongnu wolf cub. He'll stay by your side, and the danger of him capturing you at any moment has been eliminated. That's a good thing, so why are you still frowning?"

"Haha...you're right." Gao Yang forced a smile. "I should be laughing, but I just can't. Granny Gui has been with my father for many years, how could she..."

Song Yan was speechless: "You usually seem quite clever, how come you're so stupid right now? Do you still think your father is a pure white lotus flower?"

"White lotus?" Gao Yang was a little confused: "What does that mean?"

"Everyone else was shrouded in darkness, but he was spotless. He appeared harmless, but in reality, he was treacherous and cunning!"

Now Gao Yang understood, and she instinctively retorted, "My father couldn't be that kind of person. He..."

"You mean he'll stand by you and support you no matter what happens, right?" Song Yan smiled. Gao Yang nodded, somewhat bewildered.

"Kong Nianhan forced you to marry Fang Jun. You disagreed. Did your father support you?"

"Yes."

Song Yan spread her hands: "But in the end you still married Fang Jun."

Gao Yang: "..."

"See? Your father's support seems to be of no use at all, but how is that possible? He is clearly the Prince of Fu, the one who is in charge of the Prince's Mansion, isn't he?" Song Yan stretched his arms forcefully: "Stay at the Zhang Mansion with peace of mind. I will have Tianxuan come to keep you company more often. Pingyang City is my territory. With me here, no one can cause you any trouble."

“The Prince of Fu is no good, and the Princess Consort of Fu is even worse.”

Gao Yang's body trembled slightly, and a blush crept onto her originally pale face.

Luo Tianxuan, standing beside her, couldn't help but smile. Her husband had finally figured it out and knew how to say sweet things to make a girl happy.

Not bad, not bad, you've improved. I'll definitely reward you properly later... As for how to reward you, that depends on what you want.

"I'll also send a letter to the Fang family to tell them you're living in Pingyang and that they don't need to worry too much." With a casual wave of his hand, Song Yanxing walked to the entrance of the courtyard, grabbed Granny Gui's messy hair, and dragged her hunched body out.

Gao Yang sat there blankly in the distance, watching Song Yan's figure disappear from sight, unable to come to his senses for a long time, until a pair of lotus root-like arms quietly reached out from behind and hooked around Gao Yang's neck. Even though this had happened many times before, Gao Yang was still not used to girls being so close.

She struggled a little, but it was no use, so she let it go.

"See? My man still cares about you a lot." Luo Tianxuan said with a smile, "He's helped you so much, it would be heartless of you not to repay him with your body."

Gao Yang's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were filled with tears: "Tianxuan, don't talk nonsense. I, I'm much older than him."

"My husband prefers women who are a little older than him."

Gao Yang's breath hitched: "I... I'm still a widow."

“Bu Yu is also a widow. When she was injured, my husband was heartbroken.”

"I'm still very fat."

Luo Tianxuan looked down and saw a patch of white and delicate skin clearly visible beneath her long, snow-white neck through the neckline.

That idiot! She probably doesn't even realize how alluring her figure is to men.

Song Yan was unaware of the conversation between Luo Tianxuan and Gao Yang.

He borrowed a carriage from the Zhang family and tossed Granny Gui inside. He couldn't possibly carry her all the way back; he didn't want to be stared at like a monkey. The carriage moved quickly, and in less than a quarter of an hour, it brought Song Yan back to the governor's mansion. After thanking the driver, Song Yan grabbed Granny Gui and handed her over to Liang Qiaofeng.

Don't be fooled by Tang Shenghai's appearance; he's all looks and no substance. After just one day, he was half-dead.

Liang Qiaofeng had no choice but to give Tang Shenghai a temporary leave. The Marquis had said that he did not want Tang Shenghai to die too easily. In Liang Qiaofeng's view, if Tang Shenghai died within a month, it would be her dereliction of duty. Now that another test subject had arrived, Liang Qiaofeng was very happy.

That evening, eerie and strange sounds began to emanate from the once quiet governor's mansion.

By the end of the day, even Song Yan was exhausted. After taking a shower, he held Gu Banxia and fell into a deep sleep.

The carriage returned to the Zhang residence.

The night patrol guard spotted the driver and casually asked, "Hey? Old Zhang, where have you been so late at night?"

Old Zhang tied the reins, casually pulled out his pipe from his waist, lit it with a flint and steel, took a puff, and exhaled a cloud of smoke: "It's nothing serious, just helping the Marquis escort an old woman to the governor's mansion."

"Old woman?"

"Yes, an old woman in her seventies or eighties, I don't know how she offended the Marquis, looks like she was knocked unconscious." With a casual reply, Old Zhang waved his hand and headed towards his residence. He left a guard dumbfounded. Not long after, strange noises began to echo throughout the Zhang residence:

"Hey, have you heard? The Marquis has found an eighty-year-old woman."

"Hiss, eighty? Really? Although the Marquis prefers older women, this is too outrageous! Eighty years old, she could be a great-grandmother, right?"

"What do you know? I heard that the Marquis took a fancy to this old woman, but she refused to submit to him. So the Marquis knocked her unconscious, forcibly dragged her back to the Marquis's mansion, and wanted to do this and that to her."

"Tsk tsk tsk, our Marquis is truly perfect in every way, but can't he change this habit? Why not at least find a woman in her twenties or thirties?"

"The Marquis is becoming more and more perverse, what should we do?"

"Even I, a psychopath, think this is absolutely horrible."

This is how rumors and gossip are born.

The next day.

In Zhang's residence, a caravan headed north.

On the third day, the caravan arrived at the new city and passed through the pass.

On the fourth day, Song Yan wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the people in the governor's mansion were looking at him strangely. Luo Yuheng even called him into his room and carefully asked him if he was under too much pressure lately. He said that if he was under too much pressure, he should rest, or even just go out for a walk to clear his mind. He shouldn't keep everything bottled up inside, because if you keep things bottled up for too long, you'll get sick.

He also subtly told him that it's normal for people to have likes and dislikes, and that even if some preferences are a little unusual, it's not a big deal, but they shouldn't go too far.

On the ninth day, the pumpkin sprouted, and Song Yan was very happy.

On the twelfth day, the caravan arrived at Anchegu. The barbarians of the Anchegu tribe were overjoyed to see the rows of wagons. Although they had already exchanged a large amount of grain with the caravan, Anchegu still had tens of thousands of people, and their daily consumption was astronomical. Even if they ate sparingly, their supplies were gradually being depleted.

When they learned that only half of the caravan contained grain, many tribesmen's faces darkened. Even Anchegu, the leader of the Jilie tribe, showed a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

However, it wasn't easy to cause a scene, since these days, very few caravans were still willing to travel among the Jurchens. Without the caravan in front of them, Anchegu would be completely without a source of food. The only saving grace was that although the snow hadn't completely melted, the Haixi Grassland wasn't as cold as before. The plants hadn't sprouted again, but hunting was still possible, which could at least supplement their food supplies.

As for the remaining half of the carriage, Anchegu's extremely fierce Khan Sarilang thought it mostly contained wine or tea.

In normal times, Sarilang would naturally welcome such fine goods, but now, with his stomach not even full, how could he be in the mood for drinking? He doesn't have much fat in his stomach to begin with, so why bother brewing tea... Well, that's right, Anchegu's fierce Khan's name is Sarilang. If Song Yan were here, I wonder what his reaction would be.

However, when the caravan leader, Zhang Yaohui, the illegitimate son of Zhang Ci, suddenly ripped off the veil covering the carriage...

hiss.

The entire Anchegu tribe was immediately filled with gasps of shock.

In a daze, the temperature around me seemed to have risen even higher.

What did they see?

Broadsword, longsword, spear, lance...

On the carriage were neatly arranged weapons.

Zhang Yaohui grinned, his suppressed mockery sweeping over the pairs of bloodshot eyes, and said, "Want it?"

(End of this chapter)