Can't a princess ascend the throne?

Chapter 29 She refused to play this ambiguous game!

"you you!"

Yang Linyuan's lips trembled uncontrollably. He truly hadn't expected Ying Jiuque to utter such words! Didn't she know how a proper young lady from a noble family should behave? Wasn't she the daughter of the Vice Minister of Rites? Even if her mother had died young, she should still know some manners. How could she, without using a single swear word, cause someone such a splitting headache? It was simply inhuman!
He was just too angry, and even if he wanted to curse, he didn't know what to say. His hands were shaking like a sieve, which made people worry.

The same goes for Yang Linyuan's servant. He came out with the Third Young Master today. If something happens to the Third Young Master, the Madam, the Old Madam, and the Master will skin them alive!

"Young Master, are you alright?"

Yang Linyuan was so angry he couldn't speak, feeling like he was about to vomit. Just then, the man in blue next to him flashed his eyes slightly and let out a high-pitched scream.

"What's going on? Brother Yang, can you still speak? Where are your guards? They're all dead! Come here now!"

The guards were currently being held back by the crowd outside. These young masters hated having guards and servants following them when they went out to have fun. They weren't there to serve them; they were their family's informants! They had to report every little thing they did to their families. They were out having fun, not out to suffer.

As a result, Yang Linyuan's guards were blocked outside by the crowd. Upon hearing the shout, they immediately pushed aside the people in their way and squeezed in.

"Young Master! We're here, Young Master!"

As soon as they squeezed in, they saw one of the young master's friends pointing at the thin figure across the street and accusing him. The guards didn't think much of it and rushed forward to defend their young master. Although it wouldn't be right to beat a woman in the street, it was still acceptable to intimidate her.

The next moment, the burly, dark-skinned guard who was the first to rush forward to show off his merits suddenly leaned backward in a bizarre posture, causing his companions behind him to fall backward as well!
From Yang Linyuan's perspective, he only saw the sinister woman raise her hand, and the heavy money bag in her hand flew out. Immediately afterwards, the nose of his tallest and strongest guard, which was not very high, flattened, and two spurts of blood gushed out, drawing graceful arcs in the air before crashing to the ground.

"..."

Yang Linyuan's pupils suddenly contracted. Heavens! Since he was old enough to understand, every woman he had ever seen was gentle, virtuous, and beautiful. Even those with a more outgoing personality were just cheerful and generous. He had never seen a woman who could beat someone up like this with a single move!
Is this still a woman?

Not only him, but the other playboys around him were also terrified. They looked at each other and when they saw Ying Jiuque take a step in their direction, they scattered like birds and beasts, leaving Yang Linyuan, who was unable to escape, behind.

As Ying Jiuque drew closer and closer, Yang Linyuan closed his eyes tightly in fear, his hands still waving in front of him.

"I... I am the son of the Marquis of Anyuan! If you dare to lay a hand on me, you'll be going to jail yourself! I..."

Ying Jiuque gave him a strange look, picked up the money bag on his own, looked at the bloodstains on it with some disgust, casually lifted up Yang Linyuan's sleeve next to him to wipe the bloodstains, and then carried it away with one finger.

Yang Linyuan noticed when Ying Jiuque wiped the blood off his sleeve. He stared blankly at Ying Jiuque, who was so close to him. His face, which had been pale from the pain, suddenly flushed red, and he looked a little shy.

Ying Jiuque wasn't blind, but she refused to play along with this "enemies-to-lovers" trope. She shuddered and quickly retreated.

It ran away, ran away, ran away. Could this person be a masochist?

Yang Linyuan stared intently at Ying Jiuque's retreating figure. The servants around him thought he was possessed. "Young Master? Young Master! Let's hurry back to the manor. If the Master and the Young Master find out, we'll be in big trouble. And Miss, we need to go to Huicui Tower to pick up Miss Biao and Miss Xiao. If we forget, we'll get scolded when we get back."

With that, she helped her young master away. The onlookers, having thoroughly enjoyed themselves, dispersed. Such spectacle from young masters and ladies was a rare treat; each spectacle was a precious opportunity.

As for Jiu Que, he had already followed the small figure he had just seen to a secluded riverbank.

The capital of the Great Jing Dynasty, Yong'an, was a vast city with a population exceeding one million. This posed a significant challenge to its daily water supply. Fortunately, previous emperors, after thorough on-site investigations, ultimately chose Yong'an as their capital. Outside Yong'an flowed a great river that flowed day and night. Through decades of planning, the water system had become extensive and interconnected, covering all areas of Yong'an that required water.

For this reason, there are many bridges of all sizes in Yong'an City, and the bridge that leads to Jiuque is one of the unnamed bridges.

She just saw the child walk this way, but now she can't see him anymore? She just bought a new bag of steaming hot steamed buns, filled with meat, they smelled so good…

"Sister, sister, are you looking for me?"

Just then, a soft sound rang out. Jiu Que looked down and saw that the child had poked his head out from the riverbank and was cautiously looking in their direction.

This kid is like a little groundhog, always popping his head out of the box.

She quickly walked over and handed the steamed bun to him.

"Come on, I just ran into an idiot, ignore him. Here, have a steamed bun, it smells delicious!"

The little boy swallowed hard, his big, dark eyes fixed on the bag of buns, but he didn't accept them immediately. Instead, he looked at Jiu Que with some hesitation.

Is this child worried that I might poison him? Who would do something like that for no reason! I simply took one and took a bite. This is a Qiao family steamed bun, made for decades. Biting into the plump, fluffy dough reveals piping hot meat juice inside, wrapped around a firm, tightly packed meat filling, with an irresistible aroma!
Even though she had just eaten one, Jiu Que still took a satisfying bite and ate half of it.

The little child stared wide-eyed, but still hesitated.

"Sister, can I take one?"

There were uncles and elders like that before. They loved to tease me with a hard biscuit, but after teasing me and making me spin around in circles, they would take the biscuit away. Even then, I knew they were just having fun and didn't really want to give me anything to eat. So I had to ask them repeatedly.

But this older sister seems like a good person. She chased after me even though she couldn't give me one earlier, and I ate one myself. She probably wouldn't put sharp pebbles or broken porcelain pieces in it, right?
Jiu Que paused for a moment, then generously expressed his opinion.

"Eat! It's all for you!"

(End of this chapter)