Xiao Yao’s sudden intervention only fueled Qing Mei’er’s anger. What important guest invited by Brother Cang? She was nothing but a pretty-faced wretch! Once she ruined that face, she’d see if this wretch could still be Brother Cangyan’s so-called “important guest”!
Xiao Yao, severely injured, had no strength left to stand. Xiao Ling, immobilized by a spell, was of no help either.
Qing Mei’er advanced step by step toward Yun Qingxue with malice, forcing her to retreat. Suddenly, Yun Qingxue found herself longing to see Cangyan—the Beast King who had annoyed her just moments ago.
“Miss, I don’t believe we’ve met,” Yun Qingxue said, feigning composure.
Her words only intensified Qing Mei’er’s murderous intent. This woman was too beautiful, her voice too ethereal and enchanting. Such a temptress couldn’t be allowed to live—she would surely steal Brother Cang’s heart!
Brother Cang was hers. No one could take him away!
Killing intent surged in Qing Mei’er’s eyes as she raised her hand, unleashing a spell toward Yun Qingxue.
“No!” Xiao Yao cried out in horror. She knew Qing Mei’er was ruthless, but she never expected her to dare attack Yun Qingxue even after learning of Cangyan’s regard for her.
Qing Mei’er’s spell carried overwhelming force and lethal intent. In that split second, Yun Qingxue could only rely on her instincts to evade.
But no matter how fast she moved, magic was a supernatural force—speed alone couldn’t save her.
*Boom!*
Just as Yun Qingxue braced for the worst, a deafening collision erupted before her. Another force had intercepted Qing Mei’er’s attack midair.
The clash of energies sent shockwaves that struck Yun Qingxue, sending her flying backward from the impact. Pain wracked her body as she lost control.
A blur of crimson filled her vision—bold, alluring. A faint, delicate fragrance reached her nose. Before she could hit the ground, a pair of arms caught her, sparing her the fall.
Dizzy, she looked up into a pair of clear, luminous eyes—like the purest gemstones, tinged with a faint red hue.
The scent of flowers was intoxicating, and those eyes were mesmerizing—gentle as the misty rains of Jiangnan, captivating enough to enchant anyone…
*Ahem!*
An awkward cough snapped Yun Qingxue out of her trance. Flustered, she averted her gaze and struggled out of the stranger’s embrace, ignoring the pain.
The breeze carried the fragrance of blossoms, rustling the edges of the man’s crimson robes.
“What is the meaning of this?” Cangyan’s icy voice cut through the air as his sharp gaze swept over everyone except Yun Qingxue and the red-clad man.
“Brother Cangyan,” Qing Mei’er cooed, her eyes shifting from murderous to adoring as she looked at him.
Cangyan ignored her, flicking his hand to release Xiao Ling from the immobilization spell.
Freed, Xiao Ling trembled as she bowed. “This servant greets the Lord.”
“Explain. What just happened?” Cangyan’s voice was frigid.
“Xiao Ling, tell Brother Cangyan the truth—and don’t you dare lie!” Qing Mei’er glared at her, a silent warning in her eyes.
Xiao Ling shrank back, her resolve wavering. Qing Mei’er had disposed of many of the Lord’s admirers before, yet he had never punished her. Would he make an exception for Yun Qingxue?
If the Lord valued Qing Mei’er more, telling the truth would only earn her Qing Mei’er’s wrath. But lying to the Lord would be even worse.
Torn, Xiao Ling glanced helplessly at Xiao Yao.
“Useless!” Cangyan spat after a moment of silence. With a flick of his sleeve, a force sent Xiao Ling flying. She crashed to the ground, coughing blood.
“Forgive me, Lord!” Xiao Ling scrambled up, not daring to show any resentment.
“You,” Cangyan turned his cold, impatient gaze to Xiao Yao, his eyes flickering with lethal indifference. If she hesitated, he wouldn’t mind disposing of both useless maids.
“Lord, Xiao Ling and I accompanied Miss Yun for a stroll. She grew tired, so I led her to this pavilion to rest…” Xiao Yao recounted the events truthfully. Between Cangyan and Qing Mei’er, she had no hesitation—Qing Mei’er’s lawlessness was nothing before the Lord.
“Brother Cangyan, let me explain!” Qing Mei’er shot Xiao Yao a venomous glare before softening her voice toward Cangyan.
“Explain?” Cangyan sneered. “You dared lay hands on my fiancée—what explanation could you possibly have?!”
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