CHAPTER 591: CHAPTER 460: DISPLAY OF POWER—PUNISHING THE WICKED MISTRESS AND MAID

The maid was startled, then took another look at Yun Sheng and realized that this woman, standing up against injustice, had an extraordinary appearance and temperament, even more beautiful than their own Heavenly Maiden.

Looking at her attire, although she was only wearing a peculiar robe, the nobility she exuded was still noticeable, indicating that she must have a remarkable identity.

"One thousand, ten thousand pieces of gold." The maid had already intended to back down, but then she thought about the presence of the Heavenly Maiden and Prince Feng inside, and her fears dissipated.

On hearing that she had to compensate ten thousand pieces of gold, the lady burst into even more agonizing tears.

"Madam, don’t ask her for it, ten thousand pieces it is, I’ll pay," said Yun Sheng, who reached into her clothes only to remember that since marrying Ye Beiming, she had not carried money.

The currency in use on the Qing Province Continent was different than the one in her country before becoming a God; she literally had not a penny to her name.

Seeing Yun Sheng unable to produce any money, the maid became even more overbearing.

"Hmph, thought you were something special, but turns out you’re just a pauper. Someone, send this mother and son to the officials."

"Need money, right? I have it."

Just as Yun Sheng was feeling stranded, several silver notes appeared before her eyes and Ye Lingyue emerged from the crowd.

Seeing Ye Lingyue, Yun Sheng was initially shocked, then her dimples appeared like butterflies fluttering.

"Is it you again? Ye Lingyue, are you deliberately picking a fight? Did you arrange for this woman to come here, knowing that today Prince Feng and the Heavenly Maiden were meeting here, just to cause disturbance? You malicious woman, after harming Princess Qing Bi, now you aim to harm our Heavenly Maiden?" The maid, seeing Ye Lingyue, spoke even more sharply.

Before she could finish her sentence, everything before her eyes seemed to blur and her cheek felt a burning pain.

A series of slaps echoed, and her cheek swelled up, as Yun Sheng slapped her repeatedly more than ten times.

Yun Sheng moved so swiftly that even Ye Lingyue couldn’t keep track. It seemed like Yun Sheng’s body barely moved; she remained calm and composed.

But in the blink of an eye, the maid’s face was swollen like a leavened steamed bun.

She cried out, spitting out more than a dozen broken teeth and blood.

The maid was dumbfounded and when she finally recovered.

"You dare hit me?"

"Hit you? If you dare slander Ling Yue again, believe it or not, I’ll pull out your tongue," Yun Sheng said, her usual dimples now gone.

Her icy tone made one feel as though they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Ye Lingyue did not expect the seemingly gentle Yun Sheng to switch faces faster than flipping a book.

Merely because she was slighted, Yun Sheng struck, surprising Ye Lingyue but also warming her heart somewhat; the slight displeasure she felt earlier from hearing about Feng Xun and Xue Pian Ran being alone had greatly dissipated.

"I would like to see who dares to harm someone from my Beiqing Pill Palace."

The crowd dispersed instantly, and Xue Pian Ran stepped forward.

Behind her stood Feng Xun and Cong Lv, clearly not in the ’alone’ situation the maid had described.

After the incident with Princess Qing Bi was resolved, Cong Lv and Xue Pianran were also set to return to Beiqing. Before their departure, Feng Xun held a farewell banquet for them, unknown to him that a little beggar had sneaked into the inn.

While scavenging, the beggar dirtied Xue Pianran’s clothes.

The fabric used for that garment had been gifted to Xue Pianran by Feng Xun previously. Xue Pianran had cherished it so much that she hadn’t worn it until now, to dine with Prince Feng, only for it to be dirtied by the beggar before the meal was even over.

Xue Pianran merely frowned, and her maid, Xue Xiang, understandingly chased the beggar out and commanded a beating for him.

Feng Xun, inside the inn, remained unaware of this until Sword Slave, hearing the commotion outside, went in to report to him.

Today, Feng Xun had specifically chosen a place other than Drunk Immortal Inn for the banquet, wanting to avoid making Ye Lingyue overthink, yet still encountering her.

Ye Lingyue glanced at Xue Pianran’s dress, which indeed had two dark finger marks, presumably left unintentionally by the child.

Just for those two marks, to beat someone like this, truly like master, like servant.

"Ling Yue, why are you here?" Feng Xun approached Ye Lingyue, who snorted displeasedly without looking at him, leaving Feng Xun somewhat puzzled.

However, the woman beside Ye Lingyue was staring at him, sizing him up.

Feng Xun, being handsome, was used to being observed. But the gaze from this woman was different from usual admiration, more like... Feng Xun suddenly remembered.

The beautiful woman before him was giving him the same look as that mysterious man he had encountered in the Feng Residence one night.

It was like the way one scrutinizes pork in a market.

Feng Xun suddenly felt speechless, wondering if it was the alcohol influencing his thoughts. The woman before him had a completely different aura from the man, making Feng Xun’s thoughts seem bizarre.

Fortunately, the woman only looked for a short while before shifting her gaze away.

Earlier at the dining table, Xue Pianran had tried to strike up a conversation with Feng Xun multiple times, but found him very indifferent, speaking only with Cong Lv. This had frustrated Xue Pianran, so when her clothing was dirtied, her anger was barely containable.

With the arrival of Ye Lingyue, Feng Xun’s face softened considerably, his Phoenix Eyes lingering only on Ye Lingyue, souring Xue Pianran’s expression even further.

Seeing her maid’s disheveled appearance, Xue Pianran was even more distressed. She glanced at Yun Sheng, her almost perfect features causing her greater displeasure.

This woman, who struck her maid, had the same aura as someone associated with Ye Lingyue.

"Was it you who hit Xue Xiang?"

"Yes, I did it."

"What is your status, to dare strike someone from the Dan Palace?"

"Is the Dan Palace so great? They can hit people but I can’t? You must be her master, right? Earlier your servant said the child dirtied your clothes and demanded a compensation of 10,000 taels of gold. Here, take the 10,000 taels of gold." Yun Sheng flicked her wrist, infusing power into the silver note, and with a swish, threw it at Xue Pianran’s face.

Upon seeing this, Cong Lv quickly moved in front of Xue Pianran, attempting to catch the silver note.

But instead of stopping, the note, powered by the swipe of his hands, turned sharply rigid and sliced through Cong Lv’s protective elemental power, stabbing directly into his palm.

The expressions of Cong Lv and Xue Pianran changed drastically, especially Cong Lv, whose palm was bleeding profusely; the wound from the silver note had completely pierced through his hand.

That was no longer just a silver note. Its sharpness was comparable to an earth-level spiritual artifact.