bookrebus Chapter 81 You think I'm afraid of you?
Chapter 81 You think I'm afraid of you?
“Here you are. I heard a few days ago that Madam went to the Clothing and Brocade Bureau and got your measurements from the steward there. Go back and try them on to see if they fit. If they don’t fit, send them over immediately and I will alter them for you.”
Xing Fuhua reached out and took the clothes from the maid, her gentle eyes filled with concern for Sikong Jin. This made Sikong Jin feel deeply guilty, and she quickly smiled, "Ah, no need, the clothes you made will fit perfectly, no need to alter them. However, Your Highness, I am truly flattered and cannot accept such an honor. Please don't do this again; it puts me in a very difficult position..."
"What did you say?"
"I told you not to do this, it's putting me in a very difficult position..."
Sikong Jin forced herself to repeat.
Xing Fuhua's smile froze instantly. Her beautiful eyes glared at Sikong Jin, and she said coldly, "You, Sikong Jin, are my fiancé. I'm making clothes for my own fiancé, and you say I'm putting you in a difficult position? What do you mean?"
Sikong Jin smiled wryly and quickly comforted her, "No... Your Highness, please don't misunderstand. I just feel that your status is so noble... there's no need for you to condescend to do these things for someone like me. You're making me feel very..."
"Are you saying that it's wrong for me to be good to you?"
Xing Fuhua stared at Sikong Jin in disbelief, her beautiful eyes already slightly misty, and her hands holding the clothes suddenly stiffened.
Sikong Jin paused, wanting to shake her head, but she quickly regained her composure. She raised her indifferent eyes, looked at Xing Fuhua, and remained silent.
"Say something! Why aren't you saying anything?"
Xing Fuhua stared at Sikong Jin, sniffed, turned her head to look out the window, and blinked repeatedly.
"Your Highness, I misspoke, I'm sorry..."
"Sikong Jin, I really don't know what you're thinking. You've become unpredictable. Are you a fool? Are you a fool?"
"If Your Highness says so, then I am..."
……
This turn of events caught Meng Benbo and Mei Ruhua completely off guard. They stared dumbfounded as the Ninth Princess threw the clothes in her hand at Sikong Jin and angrily left, her mind completely blank.
Sikong Jin remained seated, her expression blank, her eyes dim as she watched the Ninth Princess's departing figure, her gaze flickering, lost in thought.
"Who's got no guts? Looking for death?"
"go away!"
"My God, where did this stunning beauty come from... such a striking figure!"
"Young lady, let's have some tea together!"
"I'm busy, let me go!"
"Don't be in such a hurry. Wouldn't it be nice to have a cup of tea and make friends?"
"Let go! Let go of me..."
Just then, a quarrel broke out outside, accompanied by a struggle and the sound of things falling. In an instant, Lord Sikong's face turned cold. He slammed the teacup he was holding onto the table, shattering it into pieces, and then abruptly stood up and rushed outside.
Sure enough, at the corner of the stairs, Xing Fuhua was being forcibly dragged back by two men.
"Let her go!"
Sikong Jin rushed forward in a few strides, kicked one of the men in the back, grabbed Xing Fuhua with one hand and pushed her behind him, while he stood tall and proud in front of her.
"Sikong Jin! It's you again, you bitch! I've been looking for you for ages! Haha, thank goodness, I've finally run into you today! Come on, if you want to die!"
A cold voice suddenly rang out. Sikong Jin looked up and realized that the person standing opposite her was Liu Xin, whom she had taught a bad lesson in Malan City. Before she could react, Liu Xin had already pounced on her.
"Liu Xin? It's you again? You dare to lay a finger on my people? You're asking for death!"
Lord Sikong was also quite angry. He swept his hand across the vase on the shelf, picked up the wooden frame, and swung it at it fiercely. His sinister energy was no less than that of Liu Xin.
"Fine, let's settle all our scores today. I'll beat you to death to put an end to this!"
"Come on, you think I'm afraid of you? You hypocrite who can't even keep his chrysanthemum!"
"Sikong Jin, you despicable scoundrel! I told you I would repay you a thousandfold for the pain you inflicted on me! Let's see how arrogant you can be today!"
"Even the most despicable person can't compare to a disgusting toad like you. Anyone who dares to lay a finger on me, go to hell!"
"You're the despicable one, go to hell, you shameless bastard!"
"You go first!"
Shouts and shouts of fighting suddenly rang out, followed by the sound of porcelain vases and furniture shattering. The potted plants and decorations on both sides of the stairwell were wantonly destroyed by the two, and a sharp and terrifying murderous aura suddenly rose in the air.
The two didn't use martial arts; it was pure hand-to-hand combat, each striking with ruthlessness and precision!
Hearing the sounds of fighting, the tea drinkers upstairs and downstairs all gathered around, their eyes wide as they watched this thrilling brawl!
'Bah! '
Liu Xin's hard fist struck Lord Sikong's shoulder hard.
'puff! '
Lord Sikong was furious and threw a punch, hitting Liu Xin squarely in the chin. Liu Xin immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and a tooth was knocked to the ground.
By the time Ninth Princess and Meng Benbo and the others who rushed out came to their senses, the two were already fighting with bloodshot eyes, glaring at each other as if they wanted to tear each other apart and swallow each other whole. The tense and terrifying battle was so intense that it was impossible to stop them, and no one dared to step forward to separate them.
After a fierce barrage of punches and kicks, both sides were bruised and battered. Lord Sikong's handsome face was now covered in swollen bruises, and the hem of his neat moon-colored robe was torn to shreds.
Liu Xin fared even worse; several of his teeth were knocked out, and his handsome face swelled up like a pig's head. After Lord Sikong delivered the final punch, he finally tumbled down the stairs in a sorry state, lying in a pool of blood, barely alive. But at that moment, an angry roar suddenly came from below!
"Sikong Jin! How dare you! In broad daylight, you actually beat my men like this! You're courting death!"
As the voice fell, a fierce gust of cold wind swept by, and a deep blue figure suddenly swept through the gloomy air, rushing down. Before anyone could react, they saw a powerful palm wind, accompanied by churning air currents, crash down on Sikong Jin with a loud 'boom'.
Sikong Jin was shocked, barely having time to react. She instinctively stepped back, her eyes coldly glaring at the man who had suddenly appeared before her. He wore a deep blue brocade robe, had a dignified appearance, and exuded a cold, sharp aura. His hawk-like eyes were like icy swords.
Who else could it be but Liu Zhang?
"Liu Zhang, if you dare to harm him, this princess will kill you!"
Xing Fuhua cried out in alarm and rushed to meet her.