The Whole Dynasty Spoils the Tyrant's Beloved Youngest Daughter-Chapter 287: Speechless

That Zhang Zihao, seeing that Jun Ning had not come to school, thought that Jun Ning was backing down, afraid of him. He further wanted to muddle through the matter of reciting the Three Character Classic, so he spent his days finding trouble with Jing Shu.

Today, he came again.

He brought with him a few young nobles he was friends with and approached Jing Shu’s desk.

He held the teacher’s ruler in his hand, knocking it on Jing Shu’s desk repeatedly, each knock making Jing Shu tense up with fear.

Jing Shu had been hit on the palm with a ruler by the Crown Princess Consort since she was young. She feared the ruler, and she feared Zhang Zihao wielding it against her.

Zhang Zihao admired Jing Shu’s face, taut with fear, and smiled, "Jing Shu, didn’t you say your little aunt would come to school once she recovered? I heard she’s better now, so why hasn’t she come to school yet?"

Jing Shu said nothing because she didn’t know either.

Zhang Zihao continued, "If you’re afraid of competing with me, just say so. I’m not a difficult person. As long as you kneel and kowtow to admit you’re wrong, this matter will be over."

As the eldest daughter of the lineage, how could Jing Shu kneel and admit fault to a little brat?

If she really did that, not to mention whether the Crown Princess would break her legs, wouldn’t the spittle from the people around drown her?

But it’s also true that her little aunt has not come to school even after recovering!

Faced with Zhang Zihao’s provocation, Jing Shu was at a disadvantage and couldn’t argue her case, but she wouldn’t bend her knee to apologize to anyone either.

"You must be dreaming!" Jing Shu refused.

"What did you say?" Zhang Zihao snarled, stepping up to Jing Shu and violently grabbing her hair, "Who do you think you are? Who do you think your father is? My grandfather said that the current Crown Prince is not as formidable as before, and it’s uncertain if he’ll be deposed one day. You should be keeping a low profile, yet you dare confront me?"

In the past, Zhang Zihao, merely the grandson of a Duke, would never dare to challenge the daughter of a Crown Prince. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

But today was different from the past!

The Crown Prince’s situation was difficult, and Jing Shu’s situation became even more precarious.

Zhang Zihao pulled Jing Shu by the hair to the door of the Shang Shufang, calling a crowd to watch.

"Look here, come and see, see how the daughter of the mighty Crown Prince is being dragged like a dog by me."

"Hmph, refusing a toast only to drink penal wine?"

Zhang Zihao dragged Jing Shu by the hair, kicking her relentlessly, venting the anger in his heart over recent days.

How dare she challenge him?

Asking for a beating!

Jun Ning arrived at the Shang Shufang and saw this scene.

She had heard of Jing Shu being persistently targeted by the Duke’s grandson these past two days and thought it was just a simple squabble among children, nothing serious, never expecting it to be so severe.

At that moment, Jing Shu was being dragged forward like a dog by Zhang Zihao, with many people watching around, but no one stepping up to help her.

Jun Ning couldn’t stand it. She hurried forward, rescuing Jing Shu from Zhang Zihao’s grasp, comforting her with a few words, then handed Jing Shu to Jun Yu behind her.

She then stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Zihao by the hair, and slapped his face hard—more than a dozen times.

Dare to harm Jing Shu, was she thought dead?

Jun Ning was furious.

Zhang Zihao, relying on his family’s power, had been unruly and aggressive for years. It was the first time he was beaten so continuously, without even a chance to catch his breath.

The incident happened so quickly and unexpectedly. He was not only caught off guard but also too stunned to react, forgetting to even dodge.

Just like that, he received over a dozen slaps from Jun Ning.

He was already chubby, and now after being slapped, his face swelled up like a pig’s head.

Once he recovered, he glanced at Jun Ning, then turned to the young nobles behind him and shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Aren’t you going to help me? Princess Anle dares hit me, I want you to help hit back."

"But, but..."

The faces of these young nobles were all painted with fear.

How could they dare to actually step forward?

That was Princess Anle!

Princess Anle was unlike the Crown Prince’s daughter; she was cherished by the Emperor and Imperial Concubine Hua. If they hit her today, they would be driven out of the Shang Shufang tomorrow.

Besides, they weren’t princes. It was already difficult for them to study at the Shang Shufang, riding on their family’s glory.

How could they not appreciate this and commit such a treasonous mistake, then be driven out?

Each of the young nobles dared not step forward and retreated quickly.

Jun Ning looked at them mockingly, "Zhang Zihao, the people you rely on don’t want to help you—do you have any other hopes?"

Zhang Zihao looked at the people behind him, who had retreated far away, and wished he could go and beat them up one by one. But he knew now was not the time to beat them; now was the time to confront Jun Ning.

He couldn’t be distracted.

Hmph, if they wouldn’t step up, he would do it himself.

Just a skinny, weak girl—he didn’t believe he couldn’t beat.

Zhang Zihao raised his fist and charged at Jun Ning. Jun Ning effortlessly evaded, not only dodging but also kicking Zhang Zihao’s butt, causing him to fall to the ground, unable to rise for a long time.

When he finally managed to get up, he swung the broom nearby at Jun Ning.

Jun Ning dodged, then Zhang Zihao, dissatisfied, grabbed a Taishi Chair beside him and swung it at Jun Ning’s head.

If it hit, she would inevitably suffer a head injury.

The onlookers, seeing the Taishi Chair swung at Jun Ning, all broke into a cold sweat for her.

But this time, Jun Ning once again dodged, unharmed.

Zhang Zihao, however, was in bad shape.

Being too fat, too clumsy, and using too much force, after striking, he couldn’t control the chair’s momentum. When he missed hitting Jun Ning and let go of the chair, he was dragged down by the chair, fell to the ground, and his head hit and broke on the bluestone slab.

Blood kept flowing, more and more.

The onlookers, seeing that things had escalated, couldn’t bother sympathizing with Zhang Zihao. They hurried to call for someone, and meanwhile also went to fetch the Imperial Physician for help.

Although Zhang Zihao was often arrogant and domineering, disliked by many, he was nevertheless the only grandson of the Duke. If he got injured today and the bystanders did nothing, the Duke would never forgive everyone present.

Seeing the situation, Jun Ning said nothing, simply too lazy to deal with Zhang Zihao anymore.

Yet, even so, Zhang Zihao was unwilling to give up and still wanted to fight Jun Ning.

Seeing him charge at her again, Jun Ning was speechless...