Chapter 94: with translation of chapter title

The steward of the Tai Zi Fu rushed out with people, the guards began to drive away the onlookers, the steward walked up to Gu Jiu Ling, bowed and saluted with a smile, saying: "Princess Consort, the Crown Prince invites you to sit inside his residence; if we have anything to say, we can say it inside."

Gu Jiu Ling gave a cold snort: "The Crown Prince's residence is of high rank, so I won't go in; today I'm merely sending beauties to the Crown Prince!"

"Tell your Prince, from now on don't meddle in the affairs of Prince Rui's bedside! As long as he comes out and takes back the beauties I sent him, this matter will be settled!"

"Princess Consort, you…" the steward couldn't help but be embarrassed— you really sent two beauties to the Crown Prince, you sent two donkeys, what is this?

"How could the Crown Prince accept them? What has this become?"

The guards of the Tai Zi Fu saw that they were about to disperse the onlookers all around, but they didn't expect there to be too many people, making it impossible to disperse them.

Inside, many of Xiao Yin's people were mixed in, and they actually started pushing and shoving with the Tai Zi Fu guards in a noisy uproar; this was unacceptable, and the scene instantly became even more chaotic.

If it were just one or two, the Tai Zi Fu guards could at most arrest them and give them a beating, but now faced with so many people, even arresting and beating them would be impossible.

Gu Jiu Ling's face instantly darkened: "Well, well, the Tai Zi Fu sure is mighty!"

"You even bully your own elders to this extent? Forget it! Forget it! Today I'll hang myself at his doorstep— anyway, if you send a concubine today and a concubine tomorrow, my days won't be pleasant; I might as well die!"

Gu Jiu Ling hastily released the two beauties who were almost crying themselves unconscious, and somehow produced a rope, looping it over the tree trunk and hanging it up.

This could cost a life!

If Princess Consort Rui really hanged herself at the Tai Zi Fu's gate, it would be a major stain on Gu Cheng.

Even Gu Cheng was left bewildered by Gu Jiu Ling's series of outrageous antics; normally, in the Gu Xiang Fu, this woman wasn't so shrewish!

Gu Cheng no longer dared to stay hidden; he hurried out and saw Gu Jiu Ling standing under the tree, tiptoeing to pull the rope.

"Gu Jiu Ling! Are you crazy?" He merely saw Xiao Yin and Gu Jiu Ling being affectionate, so he sent Xiao Yin two beauties, and of course took the opportunity to plant his own people in the Rui Wangfu.

He hadn't expected this woman to cause such a scene; just as he was about to approach, a figure brushed past him.

It was Xiao Yin, who had struggled to push through the crowd; everyone around stared at him in disbelief.

Yet they saw Xiao Yin wearing an ordinary silver-gray brocade robe, his hair uncrowned, bound only with a silk ribbon at the back, making his hair look somewhat disheveled.

Those details were tolerable, but his face had been scratched raw, a sight too horrible to behold.

The onlookers all gasped in unison— the Imperial Uncle was once a war god of Southern Qi, yet now a woman has beaten him to this state, all because someone sent him two beauties?

Xiao Yin hurried over, grabbed Gu Jiu Ling's arm, and whispered low: "Enough, that's about it— let's go back!"

"The timing's a bit off," Gu Jiu Ling whispered, "Prince, did you bring the whip?"

"'It's at my waist… you… you really intend to strike?' Xiao Yin felt a little apprehensive."

"'Prince, we've come this far,' Gu Jiu Ling said, snatching the whip from his waist, and whispered, 'How hard should it be? On the body or the face? The buttocks or the head?'"

Xiao Yin had only wanted his wife to play the jealous wife, to help him ward off those rotten peach-blossom affairs and the women forced upon him; he hadn't expected his wife to overplay the role, feeling that personal grudges were mixed in.

He steeled himself and thought, then said: "Don't hit the face, all right? The back, with three degrees of pain!"

"'Impressive!' Gu Jiu Ling cursed, then suddenly shoved Xiao Yin away, raised the whip in her hand, and gave him a sound thrashing as she chased after him."

"'Imperial Uncle! Ninth Imperial Uncle!' Gu Cheng was utterly dumbfounded; the commotion had grown so large that soon someone would report it to the Emperor."

Although the Emperor had seen the affair of sending beauties, the scandal had grown, and his countenance was not good.

From now on, the route of sending beauties will be blocked; Gu Jiu Ling's fit of madness is truly terrifying.

He hurried to block Gu Jiu Ling, not wanting to also take a solid lash on the head; he instantly covered his head and kept stepping back.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yin kept dodging behind him, with the result that Xiao Yin hardly took any lashes— they all landed on his head.

"'Good! Xiao Yin! Listen up!'"

Gu Jiu Ling chased and shouted: "From now on, if anyone dares to stuff beauties or handsome men into your residence, I'll beat you to death first, then go hang myself at their door!"

"'Jealous wife! Jealous wife!' Xiao Yin shouted in anger."

Gu Jiu Ling blinked, still enjoying her scolding, and lashed out with a whip.

"'I am the jealous wife! From now on, let nobody have an easy time— crawl for me!!'"

Only when the palace eunuch beside Emperor Longqing arrived did Gu Jiu Ling dare not continue; from the eunuch's terrified gaze one could see that after this performance, nobody would dare to send women to the Rui Wangfu again.

After everyone earnestly persuaded her, Gu Jiu Ling finally calmed down, and Xiao Yin took her hand and helped her onto the carriage.

Left behind, Gu Cheng stood there with his bloody head covered, while the crowd dispersed.

Gu Cheng's gaze turned cold, yet he saw the beauties who had fainted at the gate, and two donkeys braying "ah-oh ah-oh" from hunger; he staggered on his feet, nearly fainting.

"'Drive them out! All of them, get out for this Prince!!'"

"'Yes! Yes!'"

After Gu Jiu Ling got onto the carriage, she quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe the paint off Xiao Yin's face; to make it look genuine, she actually lashed him twice, leaving faintly swollen blood marks.

"'Prince, does it hurt?'"

Xiao Yin gave her a helpless glance, then smiled indulgently: "It doesn't hurt; thank you, my lady, for the beating."

"'Tch!' Gu Jiu Ling felt he had been especially sweet and oily lately; she took out some ointment to apply to him, and said low: 'Prince, the young marquis at the Princess's residence has been saved— shouldn't you also consider your own situation?'"

Xiao Yin blinked; this time his gaze toward Gu Jiu Ling held a bit more trust, and he nodded, saying: "When would you like me to have you take a look?"

"'Prince, do you have any other pressing matters lately?' Gu Jiu Ling steadied herself and said, 'If not, then arrange your surgery as soon as possible.'"

She had already investigated Xiao Yin; the poison in his body was extremely unstable, and the cause couldn't be ascertained, giving her the feeling that something bad was bound to happen.

Gu Jiu Ling lifted her hand to rest on Xiao Yin's wrist and asked low: "Lately, has your heart palpitation frequency increased a lot, do you often feel pain below your left rib, and sometimes feel weak?"

A flicker of surprise crossed Xiao Yin's eyes; Gu Jiu Ling had hit the mark on every point.

Especially the last time, when he stayed up day and night without rest to save Gu Jiu Ling, after fighting desperately through the night he would fall into a dazed sleep, and his internal energy would be suppressed— that feeling of helpless panic was awful.

Gu Jiu Ling's brows knotted tightly; Xiao Yin's pulse at this moment was truly in disarray.

That lesion had appeared again below the left rib— truly, I don't know what it is.

"'Prince, my medical clinic opens tomorrow; come by and see—I've set up a dedicated operating room there. If you feel assured, I'll treat you; these days, push back whatever you can, for life is paramount!'"