Chapter 26: Strike!

Shunzi wiped his sweat; his hands were all blood, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, showing that he had also participated in the fight just now.

No, Princess Consort.

Jiang Yun Chu heard this and finally let out a breath of relief; the fifth dark guard had not appeared, which meant…… the matter had not yet reached that serious point……

Or put another way, it would not endanger Ning Hanmo's life.

Since the dark guard came into her hands, her first order to the dark guard was, "The master's life is not in danger; you are not to act."

Ning Hanmo had always known he had the fifth dark guard; he could do anything without scruple, his courage much greater, and even at the end he could still have the fifth dark guard act.

But……

She wanted to break him of this habit, letting him, when his martial strength had not yet grown, use his brain for any matter.

"People from Cao Manor?" she asked lightly.

Shunzi now felt the Princess Consort was divine; he had only said the Young Master was fighting, said nothing else, yet she already knew it was Cao Manor.

"Reply to the Princess Consort, it is the three young masters of Cao Manor." Shunzi answered immediately.

As for the specifics, Jiang Yun Chu didn't even need to ask.

It was about the shop; Cao Manor had failed to take advantage.

She too had been careless; these days, she should have made the little rascal careful.

"Princess Consort, we have arrived." Upon reaching the place, Shunzi jumped down from the carriage.

Zi Su stepped forward, opened the carriage curtain, and Jiang Yun Chu jumped down from the carriage without anyone's help.

"Bai Zhi, are there enough people?" Jiang Yun Chu looked at Bai Zhi.

Bai Zhi said with a grin, "I brought thirty sturdy men."

These people were all guards of Wang Fu, most of them retired from the battlefield; some were wounded, some had no children, so they stayed at the Regent Prince's Manor.

"Good!" Jiang Yun Chu turned and strode forward.

"Who are you? This is the West Village Racecourse; do you know whose place this is? How dare you barge in?" The gatekeeper, seeing the leader was a woman, shouted loudly.

This place is not somewhere a woman can come.

"Strike!" Jiang Yun Chu didn't want to waste words; she still didn't know what that brat was like, and she didn't want to waste words with these people.

Those blocking the way here now would not be our own people.

Bai Zhi directly grabbed that man, then choked his neck, lifted him up, his whole body suspended, his feet kicking wildly, yet he could not utter a word.

"Listen well, Regent Prince's Manor." She took out a token, the insignia of Regent Prince's Manor.

Then she threw him onto the nearby token, saying, "Let's see who dares to block."

The guards who had just gathered retreated two steps.

Wasn't it said that the Regent Prince's Manor is run by a woman? Wasn't it said that women just cry and whine?

What exactly is the situation now? Are the Cao family people reliable or not?

"Regent's Consort, what brings you to my little West Village Racecourse?" A steward-like person came trotting out from the racecourse.

Jiang Yun Chu looked at the steward and said, "What are you, some scallion? Where is Ning Hanmo?"

The steward's face changed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "Regent's Consort, this is the Third Prince's venue; you'd better think it over."

Hah……

A cold laugh rang out, so obvious in this empty place.

Smack.

Then, her hand lashed out without mercy; the steward didn't even have time to react, his head jerking to the side.

You……

The steward glared furiously, staring at Jiang Yun Chu's eyes as if he wanted to devour her.

"Don't say you're just a little dog; even if the Third Prince were here……"

She gave an evil smile, her expression carrying a hint of ruthlessness, lacking her usual gentleness and calm.

"As an aunt, it's fine for me to hit my own nephew."

Regent Prince Ning Chengyan is the younger brother of His Majesty the current emperor, and the Third Prince should also call him "imperial uncle."

Then she kicked him forward, saying, "Get lost!"

These people wouldn't tell her, but she didn't mind today stirring up a wind in this little West Village Racecourse.

At the Regent Prince's Manor, with her Jiang Yun Chu here, no one can touch her!

The Cao family won't do!

The Third Prince also won't do!

"Bai Zhi!" Jiang Yun Chu shouted angrily.

"Here!" Bai Zhi immediately clasped her hands in a solemn salute.

"Send them in; I want to see who dares to block!"

Yes!

Charge!

Bai Zhi waved her hand, issuing the order.

Everyone from the Regent Prince's Manor, like hungry wolves, rushed into the racecourse, searching each area one by one.

Whoever dared to block someone got a kick.

Over these years they had been suffocated, but the hot blood forged on the battlefield and the killing intent left there are etched into their bones and blood for life, never to be forgotten.

"Reporting to the Princess Consort, here!" an old soldier shouted.

Jiang Yun Chu looked at the steward lying on the ground, the corner of her mouth cracking, and said, "You say, if something happens to the Young Master of the Regent Prince's Manor, who will the Third Prince compensate with his life?"

Her words were quick, her voice low, as she looked at the steward's eyes, filled with strong killing intent.

When the words ended, the person had already strode away.

"Ning Hanmo!" Jiang Yun Chu let out a loud shout.

Ning Hanmo's face was wounded, his mouth split, his forehead injured, his arm seemed dislocated, and his leg limped.

"How did you come?" Ning Hanmo asked.

He didn't dare look into her eyes, fearing to see disappointment in them.

Just like a small beast that had erred, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, yet he stubbornly refused to shed tears.

"Was it you who hit him?" Jiang Yun Chu only glanced at Ning Hanmo, confirmed he had no major injury, then turned her head to look at the people opposite.

Opposite them were three people, each bearing wounds on their faces, though the injuries were not serious.

Compared to the few little rascals on this side, their injuries looked much better.

The few little rascals here, however, had rather grim injuries—especially Zhang Xiao San, who now lay prone on the ground, a wound on his forehead, having fainted.

"It's us, you're the Regent's Consort, right?"

"Tell you, the shop of the Regent Prince's Manor is actually our Cao family's shop; this time we just want you to remember this lesson—next time you encounter anyone from the Cao family, take a detour!"

The speaker, about seventeen or eighteen years old, wore an arrogant expression, head held high, like a… proud peacock.

"Oh?" Jiang Yun Chu laughed. "Over all these years, how did the Imperial Consort raise such a big worm?"

Such shameless words, spoken as if they were completely natural?

Really…

Give face, and still be shameless!

"If that's the case!"

"Hit them for me!"

Jiang Yun Chu took a step back and lowered her raised right hand.

Just now that pack of hungry wolves now surged like tigers entering the forest—not just one tiger, but thirty tigers.

The servants of those three, who had not made a move just now, exchanged glances and then all rushed forward.