Chapter 39: Provoking the Unmanageable

Princess Nan Ting sneered coldly.

"This is the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion, not Qingyun Mountain, let alone Feihu Village. She can't turn the world upside down!"

Princess Nan Ting's eyes turned cold as she gave a few instructions, and Zhao Mama smiled and complied.

Inside the bamboo house, Gu Yunfeng was reading a book.

He glanced at the sky outside and realized it was almost time for dinner.

In the past, the maidservant would come to remind him. Ziling didn't allow maidservants to freely enter and exit the backyard, so they wouldn't dare to come in.

He put down the book and asked the hidden guard, "What is she busy with?"

"Young Mistress is grinding charcoal into charcoal powder," came the floating voice of the hidden guard.

"..."

Young Mistress wasn't joking.

She was dead serious.

The maidservant felt her arms ache from grinding and thought it would be better to use it directly.

Young Mistress said that grinding it into powder wouldn't harm the skin and the finer, the better.

The little maidservant thought she made sense. The finer she ground it, the more likely she would ask him for help when she saw him.

He didn't know how the little maidservant mustered up the courage to ask.

Could he, in good conscience, assist in their mistreatment of Young Master?

Looking at Gu Yunfeng's face, the hidden guard felt a pang of pain.

Young Master's face was most likely beyond saving.

Young Mistress was acting recklessly, and Young Master didn't even try to stop her. It was obvious that he chose to preserve his life over his face.

Seeing the hidden guard sympathetically looking at him, Gu Yunfeng's face grew darker.

The hunger he had just felt was now replaced by anger.

No need to have dinner.

He picked up the book and continued reading.

Outside, Qianqian ran over and said, "Young Master, Young Miss wants me to ask if you will eat in your room or bring the food to the backyard?"

"I'm already full of anger."

Qianqian's small face turned dark as she glared at the hidden guard. "Who made you anger my Young Master!"

The hidden guard "..."

Who actually caused the anger?

If Young Master gets angry in the future, does that mean he can't stay in the room anymore to avoid taking the blame?

Seeing Qianqian still glaring at him, flames flickered in the hidden guard's eyes.

He felt it necessary to find an opportune moment to let this little maidservant know that with just a flick of his finger, he could throw her into the lake.

He said, "It was your Young Miss who angered him. Weren't you planning to smear charcoal on Young Master's face?"

Qianqian suddenly realized.

"Oh, so Young Master is angry because of that. Then there's no need to make him angry. I've already convinced Young Miss to have the hidden guard try it first. If the effect is not good, we won't blacken you, Young Master."

Qianqian had a face full of seeking credit.

Gu Yunfeng "..."

Hidden guard "...!!!"

"Bring the food and eat it in the backyard," Gu Yunfeng said.

"..."

Young Master, don't you have no appetite?

You can't do this.

The hidden guard wished for death.

He didn't want Young Master to be angry, and he didn't want to be angry himself.

Qianqian went to the front yard and brought back two food boxes.

As soon as the food was placed, Ziling came over.

Being extremely hungry, she picked up her chopsticks and started eating, saying, "Charcoal is so difficult to grind. You two should help out when you have nothing to do at night."

The secret guards: "..."

Gu Yunfeng: "..."

Nobody said anything.

Ziling didn't ask again. After she finished eating, before leaving, she looked at the secret guards and said, "If you help with grinding charcoal, I won't use you for experiments."

"I'll go now."

"..."

Before the words finished, the person had already disappeared.

Ziling was speechless.

Did they have to run so fast?

Being chosen by her is an honor, you know!

Qianqian pulled her sleeve.

Ziling turned around and saw Gu Yunfeng's furious eyes.

Ziling knew exactly what he was thinking.

She couldn't help but give him a disdainful look.

"If you don't want to use them, I don't want to waste them."

"Miss, you've finally changed your mind?" Qianqian exclaimed happily.

"It's not a change of mind, it's just that one is too delicate and the other is too rough, neither of them is the best choice."

"..."

Gu Yunfeng's face grew even darker.

This woman!

Is that how she describes people? Delicate and tender for men?!

Then, a maid who fell somewhere between delicate and rough became anxious. "Miss, please don't consider me, I want to become even fairer."

Ziling: "..."

"If you want to become fairer, I'll apply more for you later."

"..."

"I'm not stupid."

"..."

The mistress and her servant walked away laughing and joking.

The next day, after breakfast, Ziling took Qianqian to pay respects at Qihu Tang.

Gu Yunfeng was worried and accompanied them.

Ziling thought that Mrs. Two and Mrs. Three didn't have anyone accompanying them, so she said, "I can go by myself, you don't need to accompany me every day."

"I'm not at ease."

Was he afraid that she would be bullied?

Ziling felt a little touched.

Qianqian exclaimed happily, "Sir is really kind."

Gu Yunfeng muttered quietly, "I'm afraid she will bully them."

Qianqian: "..."

Ziling: "..."

With a black face, Ziling left the house.

Qiannian ignored the young master.

On the way, Ziling looked around while Gu Yunfeng frowned and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Ziling didn't retract her gaze, still angry about the incident earlier. She replied irritably, "I'm looking at which maid has the good fortune to use the charcoal mud I carefully prepared."

Qiannian remained silent.

Gu Yunfeng remained silent.

Some unlucky maid was about to fall victim to her lady's scheming hands.

Ziling sympathized with whoever she looked at.

Gu Yunfeng sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Do you always enjoy speaking in riddles?"

Ziling was exasperated.

When she spoke in riddles, they took her seriously.

When she spoke plainly, they thought she was joking.

How could they have a pleasant conversation like this?

"Whether it's riddles or plain talk, you'll find out soon enough."

"..."

They continued in silence.

The two of them arrived at Qihu Tang.

Upon entering, Mrs. Two laughed and said, "Yunfeng, are you afraid that we'll bully the Young Mistress? That's why you need to accompany her at all times?"

Ziling remained silent.

Gu Yunfeng remained silent.

Ziling cast a sidelong glance at Gu Yunfeng.

If he had the guts, he should repeat what he had just said to her.

Gu Yunfeng sighed.

The two of them forgot about Qiannian—Mrs. Two's gaze shifted from Ziling and Gu Yunfeng to Qiannian.

Qiannian thought she was being asked a question.

So she answered truthfully.

"The young master is afraid that my lady will bully you all, so he accompanies her."

"..."

Gu Yunfeng rubbed his forehead.

Ziling stifled her laughter.

The smile on Mrs. Two's face froze.

The room fell silent, and nobody spoke for a while.

Even the maids and servants dared not make a sound.

With so many of them present, it seemed that the Young Mistress only brought one maid, making her appear weak.

And yet, the Young Master was afraid that the Young Mistress would bully Mrs. Two and the others, so he had to accompany her.

How formidable was the Young Mistress?

They must never provoke the Young Mistress in the future.

They couldn't afford it.

Ziling pinched herself secretly.

She managed to hold back her laughter.

Without saying a word, she established her dominance over Gu Yunfeng and Mrs. Two.

Whoever she glanced at now trembled.

She asked, "Are you afraid or not?"

At this rate, even if she didn't want it, she would soon reign supreme in the Zhenguo Marquis Manor.