She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 54 Just one life, it’s not enough for all this trouble

Chapter 54: Chapter 54 Just one life, it’s not enough for all this trouble

When Xie Qun heard the commotion at the door, he stepped out to see what was happening, only to discover a brawl among several women, and his temper flared instantly.

Especially seeing Aunt Liu, who had just come out, being hit, he was even more shocked.

Just as he was about to step forward, his eyes met Yan Wanqing, who was watching the excitement nearby, and he almost lost his breath.

The Little Demon King had also arrived.

Of course, one of the fighters was her cousin, and the other was her cousin as well; both had ties to the Little Demon King. She simply had to come and watch.

Xie Qun was crystal clear inside. free𝑤ebnovel.com

It was definitely the Little Demon King wanting to see the excitement that stopped himself and his men from interfering in the brawl.

Truly ruthless.

Watching even a family brawl, how cold must one’s heart be.

Xie Qun felt uneasy inside, unsure what Yan Wanqing was thinking at this moment, and dared not approach lightly, instead standing in place with a stern face.

But this expression, in the eyes of Yan Liu and Aunt Liu, spelled trouble.

The two quickly helped each other up, hastily inserting scattered vermillion hairpins into each other’s hair.

"We’re just fooling around, sir, don’t be upset, we weren’t fighting, it wasn’t that serious," Aunt Liu said with a smile.

Xie Qun said nothing.

He didn’t know what to say.

At this moment, Yan Wanqing made a move, stepping forward from the back of the crowd, her voice soft: "It’s all a misunderstanding, please forgive us, sir."

Xie Qun got the hint, and his initially stern expression softened: "Is that really the case?"

Everyone nodded hastily.

"Since that’s the case, I won’t take issue with you women, just disperse on your own," Xie Qun continued.

Aunt Liu quickly left with her entourage, while Yan Liu looked longingly at the gates of the Dali Temple, wanting to speak but holding it back upon seeing Xie Qun’s cold stare. She angrily boarded her carriage.

The carriage they traveled in today wasn’t large, and Yan Liu was already rather plump. As soon as she sat, the carriage visibly cramped.

Adding to her inner anger, she directly instructed her nursemaid to drive away with a whip.

Leaving Yan Wanqing and Huai Yu behind on the spot.

Yan Wanqing’s expression remained unchanged, but Xie Qun, standing nearby, seemed to see the fire crackling in her heart.

"Commandery Princess, if you don’t mind, my carriage is available for you," Xie Qun said cautiously. He had no desire to see the Little Demon King upset.

Especially not upset with him.

He only had one life, not enough for this one to mess with.

When Yan Wanqing heard him speak, she cast him a faint glance.

Just one glance, and Xie Qun recalled how, back when he was a newly minted Top Scholar, Yan Wanqing once whipped his horse into a frenzy down the street.

Those memories were best left forgotten, yet here he was, now a Minister of the Ministry of Justice, still deeply unnerved by Yan Wanqing from within.

Like a mouse seeing a cat.

Maybe it was the suppression of bloodlines.

People claimed that the current Princess Anping’s temper had improved, but Xie Qun would be the first to disagree.

Look at those eyes; could a kind person have eyes like these?

Surely not!

Yan Wanqing didn’t know what Xie Qun was thinking; she walked two steps closer to him, causing him to subconsciously step back.

She raised an eyebrow: "Lord Xie, it’s been a while."

Xie Qun stood frozen: "This humble official greets the Commandery Princess."

"It is such a comfort to see Dali Temple thriving thanks to your hard work, Lord Xie. If there’s a chance in the future, I will certainly praise your uprightness and benevolence before His Majesty," Yan Wanqing said with profound implication.

Xie Qun cupped his hands: "Thank you for your kindness, Commandery Princess."

This was a veiled reminder to him, and Xie Qun was well aware.

Seeing how Xie Qun was so perceptive, Yan Wanqing felt much at ease and thus introduced: "My memory fails me, Lord Xie. This is the Young Marquis of the Northern Border."

Huai Yu and Xie Qun acquainted themselves.

Xie Qun quickly instructed someone to bring out his personal carriage to quickly send the Little Demon King back.

After finally sending Yan Wanqing onto the carriage and watching it disappear around the street corner, Xie Qun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Why did she become more unnerving with age?

She didn’t love to smile as a child, but now grown, even loving to smile remains terrifying.

Xie Qun sighed and turned back, with his advisor quickly approaching.

"The Sun Family’s aunt mentioned bringing dinner to Young Master Sun tonight. Should we not issue an order now?"

Xie Qun stopped, looked intently at the advisor, raised his hand, and hit his hat.

The caught-off-guard advisor had his hat slip over his eyes.

As soon as he fixed his hat and regained clear sight, he heard Xie Qun say: "Tell me, how much did you pocket this time?"

The advisor grinned sheepishly: "What are you saying, sir? How would I dare?"

"Regardless of your courage or not, return all you’ve taken!" Xie Qun had understood the subtext of Yan Wanqing’s words.

She was telling him, the murder case of Chai Shu in the brothel by Sun Wenxing and Yan Minsheng required justice, or she’d report him to His Majesty.

That Yan Wanqing could easily enter the palace to meet the Emperor, and her temperament had grown more unpredictable lately. Just watching the fight at the door wasn’t something a normal person would do.

Xie Qun decided; anyone but Princess Anping should not be offended.

The advisor was pained inwardly, but he had to obey Xie Qun. They were both like grasshoppers tied to the same rope.

"And what about the supper?"

Xie Qun was furious, giving the advisor another round of thrashing: "Damn supper! How about turning you into supper and sending you to Sun Wenxing!"

"Supper, supper! How dare you!"

"Issue orders; from now on, no one can summon those two without my authority."

...

Back home, Yan Liu had already gone to complain to the old lady.

After parting from Huai Yu, Yan Wanqing returned to her quarters.

In the Lotus Garden.

Yan Lingzhen was already sitting inside the room, with her ever-present medical kit by her side.

When Yan Wanqing entered, she was softly coughing into her hand.

"Sister." Seeing Yan Wanqing, Yan Lingzhen quickly stood up, awkwardly placing her hand behind her back.

Yan Wanqing frowned, stepping forward: "Show me your hand."

Yan Lingzhen smiled awkwardly: "What’s wrong, Sister?"

"I won’t say it again."

Yan Lingzhen lowered her head, spreading her hands, her small hands were pale and clean.

"Hmph." Yan Wanqing snorted coldly, directly turning her around, only to see a patch of blood on her back.

Her expression turned cold immediately.

"Yan Xiaoliu, you’d better honestly explain what you’ve been up to lately."

Yan Lingzhen anxiously licked her lips, the taste of blood nearly made her gag, but she swallowed it back down.

"Sister, don’t be angry. I’ve been busy detoxifying lately, so I’m a bit weak."

"Do you think Sister is easy to fool?" Yan Wanqing sneered, directly pulling up Yan Lingzhen’s sleeves. Her once smooth arms were covered with layer upon layer of knife scars, new wounds over old ones, looking frightful and menacing, leading up to a web of needle marks. Her heart ached intensely: "Recently, when you bought Thousand Mechanism at a high price, you used it on yourself..."