Chapter 379: Regent's Consort, Don't Provoke!

Moreover, by her side there were so many experts, said to be the Imperial Forest Army; at that time the Imperial Edict was directly issued to Clear Peak City, just so everyone would know.

Regent's Consort, don't provoke!

"That's best, of course no need to make things difficult." She nodded, then rose directly from the chair.

Then she slowly walked up to Xie Feng's front; Xie Feng stepped back, and when the County Magistrate arrived, he realized that the woman before him was actually a Princess Consort.

Regent's Consort!

If he knew that woman had such connections, how would he dare to move against her?

"I have eyes but fail to see Mount Tai; I will surely treat Qiu Ju well from now on, Princess Consort, spare my life, spare my life." Xie Feng knelt on the ground, sweat cold on his face, and now he no longer hoped for the Yan Clan.

Compared to the Princess Consort, the Yan Clan is just a fart.

Didn't you see that the County Magistrate just now didn't dare say anything?

He's just a member of the Xie Clan; what dare does he have to say?

Jiang Yun Chu stood before him, saying nothing, just staring at him.

A full quarter hour passed; Xie Feng didn't dare stop his kowtowing, his head already bleeding, and he felt somewhat dizzy.

Just then, a cold laugh came from above Xie Feng's head: "Heh—"

Everyone watched as the Zhuang Clan members wore cold faces, nobody speaking.

The Xie Clan's Old Lady, her face now ashen, collapsed limp on the ground, having forgotten to wail bitterly, likely with hardly any tears left.

"Treat my older sister well?"

Jiang Yun Chu seemed to have heard a joke, looking at this shameless man, she suddenly found Ning Chengyan quite adorable!

"You……"

"Also worthy?"

As her words fell, before Xie Feng could react, she kicked him; Xie Feng had already been beaten many times today, but only this time a crisp sound rang out on his body.

A miserable cry?

No, when a person is in extreme pain, they lose their voice.

Just like the Zhuang Clan members seeing Qiu Ju's appearance, just like myself and my great aunt seeing Qiu Ju's appearance.

Xie Feng? What does he rely on?

"My older sister will naturally have someone treat her well, but that person definitely won't be you, because……"

The intense pain originally made Xie Feng curl up like a dog, but seeing Jiang Yun Chu step forward, he instinctively stepped back—one step forward, one step back.

At that moment, Jiang Yun Chu stepped down hard.

Accompanied by a miserable cry, "Ah—"

All the men in the courtyard unconsciously clenched their buttocks and thighs, constantly feeling a chilling wind passing through the base of their thighs.

"If you can't control it, then don't keep it."

She smiled, her brows and eyes curved, her whole aura was so calm, no coldness, no anger, not even a vengeful mindset.

But……

Beneath Xie Feng's buttocks, a pool of blood slowly seeped out; everyone present fell silent.

"Imprison him in the great jail; his life or death, I cannot decide."

"You'd better pray that the one who can decide wakes up!"

Jiang Yun Chu gave him a cold glance, then turned and walked to the empty chair; such a person, even one more look, she felt dirty.

"Yes!" the County Magistrate trembled, his complexion no longer just pallor; his gait was slightly twisted, as if guarding against something.

He now dares not have any ulterior motives; he does not want to personally experience the Regent's Consort's methods.

The Xie Clan members were imprisoned, the Yan Clan's branch was imprisoned.

Three days passed, and Kang Qiuju still showed no movement; everyone guarded anxiously.

The great aunt, aside from going to the restroom, never left a step.

The Yan Clan's people came several times to visit, but were turned back by the yamen runners: "The Regent's Consort has ordered that the Kang Clan's Second Miss, not yet awakened, is not to be received."

The Kang Clan's Second Miss, as long as she doesn't wake, the Yan Clan will make me suffer; no one can be forgiven.

The Yan Clan's head of family practically wished to kill off the second branch; what is all this?

Just a tiny Xie Clan—worth them scheming step by step?

Let alone, the Yan Clan really had no mind to scheme against Kang Qiuju, because they're now being messed up by the Zhuang Clan's new product, heads scorched and foreheads bruised; they originally wanted to spend heavily for high returns, then dig out a few people—who would have thought the workshop's people are all rough men!

People who don't want money—what are they if not fools?

Lustrous Jade Soap—who wouldn't want a share? Previously the formula for Lustrous Jade Soap was held by the Regent Prince's Manor; they had no way, but now the formula is in the Zhuang Clan's hands.

"Dad, do you think the Regent's Consort has something wrong? Clearly our Yan Clan has a bigger market, our shops spread throughout Da Ning, the annual output of rouges and powders is incalculable; why does she favor the Zhuang Clan?"

Yan Dasha sighed; now everything's in chaos, people can't be poached, we can only watch the Zhuang Clan's reputation rise bit by bit.

"Wait a moment!"

At that moment, the Yan Clan's head of family stared blankly, "What did you just say?"

Yan Dasha seeing his father's expression also froze, "I said, does the Regent's Consort have something wrong?"

He tentatively said a sentence.

The Yan Clan's head of family sighed, "Eldest brother!"

"It's us who provoked someone we shouldn't have."

Only now did he realize why the Lustrous Jade Soap is with the Zhuang Clan.

"What?" Yan Dasha's father hadn't reacted yet, but seeing his father's complexion not good.

"Who is the one who stood up for Kang Qiuju this time?"

"The Regent's Consort!"

Yan Dasha finished answering, and also realized the problem.

"The Regent's Consort is naturally tied to the Kang Clan; pulling in the Zhuang Clan is not impossible at all—we've messed up this move!" the Yan Clan Head sighed.

They are originally the four great families of Jiangnan; if one stands a head taller, the other three are lower.

The Feng Family main house and its branches have been constantly fighting; now they can barely take care of themselves and are no longer a threat—who would have thought that a Zhuang Clan would appear, and even a Regent's Consort, making things difficult!

"Father, what should we do now?"

"Wait!"

The Yan Clan Head said only a single word, his expression inscrutable.

On the other side, the fifth day had passed, it was exactly noon, and after Kang Baihe wiped Kang Qiuju's body, she applied medicine to her.

The external wounds have mostly healed, and those traces won't fade, but the festering skin and previous wounds have gradually healed.

"Second young lady, wake up, look at your mother." Zhuang Miao's voice was hoarse; after five days, except when she could no longer support herself at the bedside, she would hold Kang Qiuju's hand and fall asleep.

But at any movement, she would instantly wake up; she had supported herself like this for five days. Originally a delicate beauty, now her hair was disheveled, her complexion poor, her clothes wrinkled, her face weary, yet her hand kept pulling her daughter's, afraid that if she let go, her daughter would disappear forever.