Chapter 188 A Bad Atmosphere in Prince Yu’s Mansion (1/2)

“Ah—”

That man whose tongue was cut screamed out.

He fell down on the ground with his eyes rolling back.

Qinghu stood behind Lin Mengya, whose sharp knife was covered with blood that was dropping.

“Take your people back to the Willow Gang. Send a message for me to your boss that I will destroy the Willow Gang if any one of his people make trouble.”

Those men from the Willow Gang formed a circle.

Therefore, few passersby outside that circle saw what had happened clearly.

In essence, the Willow Gang was a gang of bad eggs. They had no chance to witness such a scene.

At once, they carried their companions and fled in every direction. If one of their companions died or not, no one knew, but the other one was really dead for a while.

“Let’s go back.”

The three maids, other than Baisu and Lin Zhongyu, were scared and at a loss.

“Relax. Master won’t hurt us.”

Baisu put away her sword and comforted them.

Although she went well along with them, Baisu realized now that she was different from them.

Her destiny had been decided since she was born.

Her destiny let her even sacrifice for her Young Master without even blinking her eyes.

“I know you will also protect us.”

All of a sudden, her cold hands were wrapped by a pair of warm and gentle hands.

She turned round and stared at Baiji blankly.

Baiji’s face was still pale, but her eyes on Baisu had no fright or fear at all.

“Aren’t you—scared of me?”

Since she met them, Baisu had been avoiding killing in their presence.

In comparison with the three maids, Baisu was a ghost with her hands full of blood.

But she never imagined that her companions would treat her like normal after this.

It would be a lie if she said she wasn’t touched by them.

“Why would we feel scared of you? From the first day you came into Master’s place, those fierce servants have never bullied us.”

The youngest Baizhi grabbed Baisu’s hands like a spoiled child.

Baizhi was a maid, but Lin Mengya loved her the most, other than Lin Zhongyu, in the Liuxin Courtyard.

Even Lin Mengya would give her some delicious special food occasionally.

Baishao’s vigor was renewed, and she put her arm on Baisu.

“If I was good at Kungfu like you, I would have beaten those who bullied my family down. Now, we have you. No one dares to bully us.”

The four maids became intimate again.

Lin Mengya turned around and couldn’t help cracking a smile as she looked at them.

The four maids would have to get involved in Sanjue Hall more or less.

It would be terrible if they were not bold enough.

“Little girl, your people have to be bold enough,” Qinghu shook his head at Lin Mengya, and said.

“Everyone has to have the courage as long as he walks on Earth. Let’s go back.”

Lin Mengya specially rented a dolly to carry what they had bought to where Baiji’s parents lived, as if nothing bloody had occurred.

But she failed to notice an unfamiliar, cold stare from the person who was standing by the window on the second floor of a tavern.

“Is she the protector of that bastard? Really clever. Meng Yuan, go find out what she has.”

Behind that man stood another man in foreign clothes, who humbly replied, “Yes, Your Highness.”

A pair of hands as white as jade were forcefully thrown onto the handrail.

“Little bastard, your life is mine.”

As they came back to the mansion, Lin Mengya was informed suddenly that Concubine De was coming back.

Long Tianhao entered the palace early in the morning.

“Your Highness, the prince left a note saying that you’d better not go out casually. It’s better to stay in your room.”

“Not go out? Why?”

Lin Mengya felt puzzled, but she believed that Long Tianhao issued that order for some reason.

She nodded and enjoined her servants not to go out if it was not necessary.

“Oh, when will Concubine De come back? Should I greet her?”

Steward Deng hesitated to shake his head. He said that he had little idea when Concubine De would arrive.

Lin Mengya felt a little weird. Upon her arrival at home, all the servants glanced at her and secretly gossiped about her. They didn’t do it in public though.

“Master, is there something wrong?”

Baizhi, who just returned from the kitchen for dinner, frowned and entered Liuxin Courtyard.

“What happened? Is there someone embarrassing you?”

Baiji, who was sewing a gorgeous peony, teased her.

“No. But they asked about Master’s past.”