Chapter 48

Volume 1_Chapter 48: The Mistress is truly mighty and domineering

The thugs in the gambling house had plenty of experience in such matters, and being anxious to make up for the humiliation they suffered at Yun Qiyue's hands, they had long since made full preparations; the moment Yu Ming'an's words fell, they rushed toward Yun Qiyue at the door.

Just then, Yu Ming'an suddenly felt a pang of angina, and then with a "pfft" sound, Yu Ming'an spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The commotion of Yu Ming'an spitting blood was too great; this sudden turn of events caused those thugs to instinctively stop their actions, and the manager and deputy manager also stepped forward in a panic, supporting the swaying Yu Ming'an, who had been full of vigor a moment ago but was now extremely weak.

Yu Ming'an suddenly thought of something and looked up at Yun Qiyue, "It was you..."

Before Yu Ming'an could finish, Yun Qiyue admitted it quite readily, "Yes, it was me."

Then she kindly reminded him, "Don't blame me for not warning you; the poison I gave you can be cured by no one but me. If you don't want to die, you had better not harbor any crooked thoughts."

Yu Ming'an's eyes were dark, his eyeballs turning slightly, clearly half-believing and half-doubting Yun Qiyue's words.

He really didn't believe that there was a poison in the world that only Yun Qiyue could cure.

Yun Qiyue seemed to see through Yu Ming'an's thoughts and continued, "You can go ahead and call a famous doctor to diagnose you, but I advise the Heir not to gamble with your own life; after all, I think the Yu family only has you as a single seedling, and your life should be worth more than just this one hundred thousand taels."

What a joke; if she didn't have absolute certainty, would she have easily let Yu Ming'an go?

As for why she didn't just use poison to knock everyone in the gambling house down at once?

Heh? Does she think poison doesn't cost money, or that making poison isn't troublesome?

Besides, if she really knocked them all down, who would she find when the person who earned a million taels came knocking?

Daring to bet one hundred thousand taels at Yu Ming'an's gambling house, she didn't believe they were simple characters; she wanted to see if Ruyi Gambling House could still operate if they had to pay out that one million taels.

Yu Ming'an heard Yun Qiyue's words and sure enough, he backed down.

Gritting his teeth, Yu Ming'an said somewhat weakly, "Give me the antidote, take the silver, and I won't make things difficult for you."

Revenge could be taken at any time.

But one only had one life.

One hundred thousand taels of silver was not qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as his life.

So he didn't dare to gamble.

Seeing that Yu Ming'an had compromised, Yun Qiyue had a black pill in her hand at some point, spinning it on her fingertips in a very strange posture, making Yu Ming'an anxious for fear that the pill would fall to the ground and get dirty.

"Given that the Heir has no reputation to speak of, I will give you a pill to alleviate it first."

Having said that, regardless of Yu Ming's reaction, she threw the medicine in her hand directly.

A subordinate was quick-eyed and fast-handed, catching the pill so it wouldn't fall to the ground.

Yu Ming'an took the pill and swallowed it quickly.

Immediately, the strength that had been drained from his body returned, but his chest still ached, clearly the toxicity had not been cleared.

Yu Ming'an raised his eyes to look at Yun Qiyue and asked through gritted teeth, "Since you have poison on you, why did you hold this Heir hostage for so long just now?"

If she had used the poison from the start, why would he have suffered that pain and humiliation? And why would he have gone through all this trouble?

Since the one hundred thousand taels were going to be lost anyway, what difference did it make whether it was lost sooner or later?

"Oh—" Hearing this, Yun Qiyue gave a long "oh," and then said faintly, "If I had poisoned you from the start, wouldn't I have missed the chance to watch the Heir hopping around happily?"

That would have been too boring.

Besides, isn't it quite satisfying to mess with people?

Hearing this, Yu Ming'an's face turned completely black and gloomy, so dark it was almost dripping ink.

He had actually been played by an ugly woman!

Glaring at Yun Qiyue, Yu Ming'an said through gritted teeth, "When will you give me the real antidote?"

Yun Qiyue glanced at Yu Ming'an faintly, "Depends on my mood."

After finishing, Yun Qiyue ignored Yu Ming'an's expression, jumped onto the carriage, ordered the driver to drive, and left in a flurry.

Watching the direction the carriage was heading, Yu Ming'an felt extremely stifled, but he couldn't do anything about it right now.

The manager stepped forward, "Master, should this small one send people..."

"Slap—"

Before the manager could finish, Yu Ming'an slapped him hard across the face and shouted angrily, "Useless thing, didn't you hear that this antidote only alleviates it?"

The manager felt the pain but didn't dare to show dissatisfaction, immediately kneeling on the ground to apologize.

Yu Ming'an had already been full of anger from Yun Qiyue; seeing this, not only did he not calm down, but he also kicked the manager in frustration, "Useless thing, it was all your idea."

This idea naturally referred to this gambling game.

The manager felt bitter in his heart; it was clearly the Heir himself who came up with this idea, yet the Heir was blaming him for it.

But at this time, he couldn't refute it, so he could only beg for mercy and apologize.

Meanwhile, not far across from the gambling house, Moyu and Chen Feng had seen everything inside the gambling house, and in the end, both of them watched Yun Qiyue's three carriages drive away with expressions of shock.

Chen Feng: "The Mistress is truly mighty and domineering; no wonder you didn't let me go up and help, Moyu."

The future Mistress was so badass, she didn't need him at all, okay?

When Moyu heard the title Chen Feng used instinctively, he frowned subconsciously and reminded him coldly, "Don't talk nonsense."

Chen Feng was indifferent, "What nonsense, it's only a matter of time."

If not, why would the Master not only not call off the engagement until now, but also let Yun Qiyue run wild?

If it were anyone else, the funeral hall would have been set up long ago.

Moyu didn't speak, and Chen Feng didn't continue this topic, but said excitedly, "Let's go, come with me to collect the money, brother."

Saying that, Chen Feng walked toward Ruyi Gambling House very dashingly.

He had used all the savings he had accumulated by the Master's side for so many years to place the bet; he had made a huge profit this time.

Watching Chen Feng's somewhat reckless gait, Moyu couldn't help but shake his head.

Forget it, let him be happy for a while longer; let's not tell him that his silver had long since turned into military provisions.

Thinking this, Moyu followed Chen Feng toward Ruyi Gambling House silently...

On the other side, inside the carriage.

Ever since Yun Qiyue got into the carriage, Sixue had been staring at her with her admiring, wide eyes.

Her Miss was truly so domineering.

She loved her Miss too much.

Yun Qiyue was a bit speechless from being stared at by Sixue and couldn't help but say, "If you keep looking at me, I'll start to think you've fallen in love with me."

Sixue nodded upon hearing this, not hiding it at all, "This servant has indeed fallen in love with Miss."

Such a mighty and domineering Miss, which maid could possess? How could one not love her?

Yun Qiyue: "..."

Sixue was naturally someone who knew her place, fearing that if she kept looking, her Miss would find her annoying, so she changed the subject, "Miss, what should we do with so much silver? Should we deposit it in a bank?"

Yun Qiyue shook her head, "Move it back to the General's Mansion."

With the space, what did she need a bank for?

If it weren't for the fact that it was inconvenient with these two maids here, she would have wanted to move all that silver into the space.

Sixue thought that the General's Mansion indeed didn't have any ready cash right now, so she didn't think anything of it and continued to change the subject, "Miss, where are we going now? Are we going straight back to the mansion?"

But the road the carriage was taking now didn't seem to be the way back to the mansion; it looked more like...

"First, go to the Regent's Mansion..."