Chapter 9: Oh no, Marquis of Weinan and Princess Gao Yang are fighting again!

You bastard, do you still want to have a go with me?!

Chen Yan immediately flew off the handle; he couldn't fathom why, but the moment he saw Gao Yang he got damn easily riled up.

His former composure and rationality vanished in an instant.

Princess Gao Yang was much the same, neck stiff, glaring at Chen Yan: "Bring it on, do you really think this princess would be scared of you?"

Seeing they were about to fight again, Xiang Lan and Wushe rushed forward, gripping them tightly.

Princess, princess, calm down, you need to calm down—Marquis of Weinan is your fiancé!

Lord Bo, don't get angry, please don't get angry—that's your wife-to-be, the one you're meant to spend your life with!

If they didn't mention it, it'd be fine, but the moment they brought it up, both of their anger meters shot through the roof.

Chen Yan immediately burst out cursing: "Pah, you take her weather‑worn face—nothing special in the looks department, but damn odd in the ugliness; young as she is, all she knows is how to use her face to intimidate people."

If I had to spend my life with her, would I even dare to open my eyes at midnight?

How dare you still insult me?! Princess Gao Yang, waist locked in Xiang Lan's grip, hearing those words was practically fuming, she threw decorum aside and bellowed in anger.

You're good‑looking!! Like a pretty‑boy, besides knowing how to haunt pleasure quarters, what else do you know?

What's wrong with my visiting pleasure quarters? Chen Yan shot back bluntly: "The girls there are gentle, thoughtful, and understanding—take a look at yourself, you're barbaric, spoiled, and all you know how to do is stir up trouble."

From head to toe, your butt isn't a butt, your waist isn't a waist—if I didn't look at the direction your head's facing, I couldn't tell your front from your back.

You... you... Princess Gao Yang was about to burst, her sanity dropping to zero, she roared: "Does this princess have no waist? Does this princess have no butt?"

This princess could crush you to death just by sitting up!!

Chen Yan froze for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Hahaha, with you like that, trying to crush me? You must be trying to laugh me to death."

How you look, you can't even keep your own man, what do you have to be arrogant about?"

Ah!!

Princess Gao Yang broke down; Chen Yan's last line—"You can't even keep your own man, that really stabbed her in the heart."

Let go, let go, this princess will definitely scratch him to death today!!

Let her come, let her come! Chen Yan shouted immediately, "Nobody is to stop her, let her come!"

Wushe and Xiang Lan were practically at a loss for words, yet they dared not release them.

If they really started fighting in the Imperial Palace and alarmed His Majesty, those two ancestors would surely be fine, but we servants would be in trouble.

At the same time, this spectacle also attracted many palace maids and eunuchs.

But as soon as they saw it was Gao Yang and the Marquis of Weinan arguing, they all retreated far away.

Given this situation, it really feels like one more glance would set it off.

Little ancestor, could you say a few less lines?

Wushe one hand grabbed Chen Yan's shoulder, the other tried to mediate.

Xiang Lan on the other side stomped her feet in anxiety, likewise urging earnestly: "Princess, can't we calm down a bit? We really can't come to blows again."

Why can't we come to blows?" Princess Gao Yang, face flushed with rage, "Don't you see how vile his insults are?"

If this princess doesn't scratch him today, this princess swears she'll abandon the Li surname!

From childhood to now, when has Gao Yang ever suffered such injustice?

She may not be said to topple kingdoms with her beauty, but she certainly counts as heavenly fragrance and national beauty.

But coming from Chen Yan's mouth, it turns into "not outstanding in beauty, strikingly odd in ugliness"!

And she doesn't want to recall those nasty remarks that followed.

Every word, every sentence, it's like they're stabbing straight into her heart.

Get lost!

The more Princess Gao Yang thought about it, the angrier she got; she shoved Xiang Lan aside with all her might and lunged at Chen Yan with a big leap.

Her lunge left everyone dumbfounded.

Xiang Lan fell to the ground, closed her eyes, and couldn't bear to watch.

Wushe stood frozen in place, at a loss.

Holy shit, let go of me!!

Chen Yan's pupils contracted sharply; after realizing what was happening, he strained to break free of Wushe's grip.

But Wushe's hand was like a vise, locked tight on his shoulder—no matter how he struggled, he couldn't pull free.

Only when Princess Gao Yang lunged onto him did Wushe instinctively release Chen Yan.

Holy shit, Wushe, you actually dare to screw me over?!

Taken completely off guard, Chen Yan was knocked straight to the ground by Princess Gao Yang.

Yah, this princess will scratch you to death, bite you to death!!

Gao Yang, heedless, straddled Chen Yan's belly, claws flailing as she madly scratched and bit at his neck, face, and chest.

She was exactly like a hysterical shrew who'd lost her composure.

Screw your grandpa!

Can Chen Yan take this insult?

He immediately thrust forward, slamming his own head hard into Gao Yang's.

Yah!!

All that was heard was a dull thud; Gao Yang let out a pained cry, feeling her head swim.

Seizing the chance, Chen Yan shoved Gao Yang away and then plopped down onto her back.

Princess, right?

Scratching me, right?

Watch me not beat you to death!!

Chen Yan raised his palm high and heavily slapped Gao Yang's back!

"Pa!"

A crisp sound suddenly rang out, then continuously spread outward in all directions.

Xiang Lan stood frozen like a wooden chicken, her wide eyes full of disbelief.

Wushe also looked shocked.

Even Princess Gao Yang herself was dazed by this sudden slap, her whole body frozen in place.

Marquis of Weinan...... slapped Princess Gao Yang's......?

Wushe and Xiang Lan felt their vision go dark, as if the sky were about to collapse.

Gao Yang burned with shame and fury, roaring hoarsely: "Chen Yan!!!"

"How dare you! How dare you treat me like this?!"

"My Father Emperor, my Father Emperor will surely kill you!!!"

"Kill me?!" Chen Yan snorted coldly, took out the Death-exemption Gold Medal he had just received from his bosom, no longer using his hand to strike, but directly whipped with the Death-exemption Gold Medal!

"See? This is the Death-exemption Gold Medal His Majesty just bestowed upon me, meant for me to discipline you, this hot-tempered little chili pepper!"

"Impossible, how could Father Emperor and Mother Empress side with you?"

"Still don't believe me? Today I'll give you a proper lesson, so you won't confuse the big and small kings!"

The hand holding the Imperial Token struck down again.

Gao Yang's mind went blank, feeling only a burning pain in her back.

At the same time, an irrepressible sense of grievance welled up from her heart, and Gao Yang burst into tears with a "wa".

"Waaah, this princess is going to fight you to the end!"

"Fight? You're fighting me with yarn?!"

Originally, seeing Gao Yang cry, Chen Yan had intended to let her go, but upon hearing her words, he instantly became angry.

"Pa!"

Another heavy slap fell, and Chen Yan no longer cared about the Death-exemption Gold Medal, directly swinging left and right in a frenzy.

"I'll make you cry!"

"I'll make you fight!"

"Will you still cry or fight?!"

Wushe, seeing this, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Knowing he couldn't stop these two ancestors, he immediately sprinted toward Lizheng Hall.

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