lcionline Chapter 419 Lust is a knife above one's head
Chapter 419 Lust is a knife above one's head
"He really is a fool who doesn't know what's good for him."
Her red lips parted slightly, her voice soft yet carrying a chilling edge.
Liang Yuhua was certainly good-looking; otherwise, the Fifth Prince wouldn't have come knocking on her door to ask for her.
Zhou Jianming is used to being shameless and despicable; he probably wouldn't want to let go of a woman with Liang Yuhua's looks.
Yuan Wanru suddenly had an idea.
She thought about it carefully, and the more she thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.
"Keep an eye on him. If he only talks, then ignore him for now. But if he dares to make a move, strike wherever he does, and show no mercy."
"Remember to avoid people."
This "person" was, of course, the emperor's spies placed around Liang Yuhua.
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It rained heavily this morning.
Liang Yuhua was standing under the porch, looking at the sky after the rain, her clean face showing a touch of tranquility.
When she's at home, she's quiet and doesn't like crowds, so this secluded little courtyard suits her just fine.
Suddenly, a slick voice rang out from behind: "Oh, isn't this Aunt Liang? She's more beautiful than any flower."
Liang Yuhua was startled and turned around abruptly. She saw that Zhou Mingjian had slipped in at some point and was waving his newly replaced folding fan. His eyes were glued to her, looking her up and down without any restraint. His gaze finally settled on her slender waist and her chest, which was rising and falling slightly from fright.
"Who are you?"
Liang Yuhua subconsciously took a step back.
After she moved in, she never left the courtyard and never inquired about the affairs of the mansion, so she had no idea that such a young master had come.
Zhou Jianming looked at her with pity: "It's such a waste that someone as beautiful as you is being neglected like this."
"I am the young master who came to the capital these past two days. Hasn't your aunt heard a word about me?"
"My cousin really doesn't know how to cherish you. If my aunt were my concubine, I would dote on her and not let her stand here looking at the sky in loneliness."
After saying that, he walked over to Liang Yuhua.
These words don't sound like something a decent person would say.
Liang Yuhua was shocked and her face drained of color. "Stop! Don't come any closer! This is the inner courtyard women's quarters. Please leave immediately, young master."
Her voice was filled with obvious panic and resistance.
"Leave? The scenery here is so beautiful, and I have such a lovely lady by my side, how could I bear to leave?"
"Doesn't Aunt Liang get bored all by herself?"
"I've come to keep you entertained, what do you say?"
He spoke the last word with a lingering syllable, thinking himself quite charming, while his eyes stared intently at Liang Yuhua with a deep, affectionate gaze, making her feel utterly disgusted.
"Shut up, young master. Please show some respect."
"Please leave immediately."
Yunxiu went to fetch the meal, and there was no one in the courtyard. Liang Yuhua was so frightened by the man approaching step by step that she retreated until she reached the base of the wall.
Zhou Mingjian chuckled and walked up to her, his folding fan lightly reaching out to lift Liang Yuhua's chin. "These past few days I've heard the story of Aunt Liang and my cousin, and it's quite poignant."
"Aunt Liang is so gentle and charming, and as beautiful as a flower. She is much better than those ordinary beauties. Aren't you lonely?"
"Young Master, please have some self-respect!"
Liang Yuhua was filled with shock and anger. She slammed his fan away, her voice rising with fear, "If you don't leave, I'm going to call for help!"
"Call for help?"
A lewd smile appeared on Zhou Mingjian's face. He moved even closer and reached out to grab Liang Yuhua's wrist. "Go ahead and shout. This courtyard is secluded. Nobody usually comes here. Who are you going to shout for?"
"Besides, I am the old lady's own grandson. She dotes on me the most, and I am a distinguished guest in the mansion!"
"You're an unfavored concubine. If my cousin finds out, he might just give you to me."
"Let me go!" Liang Yuhua struggled with all her might, and in desperation, she stomped hard on Zhou Mingjian's instep.
"Ouch!" Zhou Mingjian cried out in pain, and his grip loosened.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Liang Yuhua suddenly broke free, staggered backward, and knocked over a wooden shelf displaying flower pots on the side of the corridor, making a loud "bang".
"You shameless woman! You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!"
Enraged, Zhou Mingjian rubbed his instep, his eyes flashing with ferocity, and pounced again.
Just as his hand was about to grab Liang Yuhua's sleeve, a dark shadow descended from the sky like a ghost and precisely seized his wrist.
The force was so great, like an iron clamp, that with a "crack," his wrist seemed to be broken.
Zhou Mingjian screamed in agony instantly.
"Ah—! Who?! Let go!"
Zhou Mingjian looked up in horror and met a pair of cold eyes—the eyes of Lu Jiangnian's guards.
The guard's voice was icy, as if it had been chilled by ice: "Young Master Zhou, how dare you act so recklessly in the inner courtyard of the Marquis's mansion? If you disturb the ladies, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the wrath of the young master."
When Zhou Mingjian saw the man's attire, he knew he was a guard from the Marquis's residence. Upon hearing him mention Lu Jiangnian, his arrogance was instantly extinguished, leaving only a piercing pain in his wrist and a heart full of fear.
"Who...who are you? Let me go! If you dare hurt me, my grandmother will never forgive you!"
"By order of the Crown Prince's wife, to protect the peace of the residence."
The guard said coldly, "Young Master Zhou, please. If you dare to trespass into the inner courtyard and harass the women again, next time it won't just be your wrist that gets broken."
After saying that, she dragged him out of the courtyard gate like she was throwing away trash.
Zhou Mingjian slumped to the ground in a sorry state, his wrist throbbing with pain, his face ashen white. Looking at the guard's cold and murderous eyes, he was filled with shock, anger, and fear. He scrambled to his feet in a panic and fled the courtyard without looking back.
Liang Yuhua was still in shock. She barely managed to stand by holding onto a pillar, tears welling up in her eyes.
The guard clasped his hands in a salute to her, his tone wooden: "Aunt Liang, given what has happened today, I'm afraid you need to see the Crown Prince's wife."
After saying that, he vanished beyond the courtyard wall in a flash.
Liang Yuhua's eyes flickered slightly after hearing the guard's words.
Is there something you need from Sister Yuan?
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After listening to the guard's detailed report, Yuan Wanru parted her red lips slightly, her voice soft yet carrying a chilling edge: "As expected, she's a fool who doesn't know her own mortality."
Why was Zhou Jianming so bold? It's simply because he had done this kind of thing many times before.
In ancient times, women were often at a disadvantage, and many women could only swallow their grievances even when they suffered great injustice.
He had no idea how Liang Yuhua had come to be in the mansion. Lust is a dangerous thing, and seeing Liang Yuhua's beauty, he also thought she was weak and easy to bully. Today, he probably just wanted to test Liang Yuhua's attitude.
Shi Ying frowned. "Madam, would you like me to..."
She gestured.
She was a woman, and she usually hated this kind of man.
Yuan Wanru raised her hand to stop him: "No rush. He's injured his hand now, so he'll need to behave himself for a few days."
“I’m keeping him alive; he’s still somewhat useful. I’ll let him live a little longer for now.”
Wouldn't it be better to make use of waste?