Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok!-Chapter 216
Chu Yue felt he had lowered himself, bending to apologize to Yan Luan: "My actions earlier were reckless, I humbly ask..."
Only then did he realize he didn’t know how to address this beauty, and Chu Yue paused, somewhat embarrassed.
Yan Luan, covering her nose with one hand, smiled sweetly: "Oh dear, I forgot to tell you, I am the Second Prince’s main wife, you may call me as you wish."
"I ask for the Second Prince Consort’s forgiveness—what?!" Without much thought, Chu Yue continued, only realizing what he was saying at the last word, his tone rising unconsciously, his eyes full of shock.
Truth be told, not many had paid attention to the Second Prince’s marriage news, only knowing he had married a common woman, unrelated to anyone’s interests, devoid of gossip in the Capital City, thus people quickly brushed it aside.
Who knew, he had married such an extraordinary woman?!
Without saying, one would think she ran out from some brothel as the top girl!
Why not an Oiran? Because according to the training mode of an Oiran, though not as polished as a lady from a noble family, would certainly be more proper than this charming beauty in front of us!
This... did I just flirt with the Second Prince Consort? And even touched the Second Prince Consort’s hand?!
Did I just try to snatch his wife in front of the Second Prince?!
Chu Yue suddenly felt chills sweeping through, a coldness creeping up from his heart.
But, it’s just the Second Prince, really not a big deal, not a big deal...
Yan Luan, seeing Chu Yue frozen in place, not speaking for a long time, yawned out of boredom: "Fine, fine, I’ll accept your apology and gift, but this gift—"
She turned and leaned against the Second Prince, one hand resting on his chest, their proximity and posture would make anyone witnessing it blush.
With a "shwing" sound, Yan Luan drew the short sword from the Second Prince’s waist, the colorful jewels on her hand and the ornate carvings on the blade shouted: "I am just a decorative sword!"
But this did not affect Yan Luan’s use, as she gracefully spun and with a "swish", Chu Yue’s right hand was severed, falling to the ground with a "thud", causing the nearby servants to gasp.
"Ah—" One of the servants couldn’t help but scream.
"Ah!!" Chu Yue returned to his senses amidst the servants’ screams, raising his empty wrist and wailing.
"You! How dare you!" After shouting, Chu Yue’s expression turned ferocious, eyes widened with fury, clutching his arm, his whole body trembling uncontrollably from either pain or fear.
Yan Luan leaned softly against the Second Prince again: "Oh my, I did dare, go on, hit me~ ah, not good, you only have one hand now, it’s inconvenient to hit me!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Yue again began to roar impotently: "Servants! Servants! Has my Chu Family no men?!"
The nearby servants weren’t fools, although this was the Chu Family, before them stood a Prince after all, none of them wanted to attack a Prince, one misstep would mean the extermination of nine generations, who would want to be that fool?
Yan Luan drew circles with her finger on the Second Prince’s chest, half twisting her body, smiling at Chu Yue: "Master Chu should practice using chopsticks with your left hand, lest you starve yourself."
"Ah ah ah!!" Chu Yue screamed for a long time with no response, his severed wrist continuously bleeding, his complexion increasingly pale, before he could finish shouting, he collapsed in a faint.
"Cough, Huo Lian, I know when I came I said I wanted to keep a low profile and just join the fun, but this... I couldn’t tolerate... hmm? Where is everyone?" The Second Prince turned around, finding that Huo Lian’s figure had already disappeared.
