While Ge Wenyao was still reeling in shock, Hua Shanyue snatched up the rattan cane from the floor and lashed out at both men without another word.
Smack, smack, smack-
A trained martial artist really was different. She wielded that cane like the Dog-Beating Staff Technique, sending the two men scurrying around the room with their hands over their heads.
Ge Yingqiu clenched her little fists, worrying herself sick over her brother.
"Hey, don't hit his face! My brother still has to report for duty!"
Hua Wuyue said, "What are you worried about? Your brother might hurt on the outside, but who knows how delighted he is on the inside!"
Ge Yingqiu said, "...You!"
Commandery Princess Jiarou said, "You're still arguing even after I separated you two?!"
Jian Ruonan could see it clearly. It wasn't just Ge Wenyao-the Duke of Cheng'en was secretly enjoying himself too.
This won't do. We're here for gossip, not to watch the three of you play lovey-dovey games.
Teng is still at the age of playing in the mud. Don't go ruining his worldview.
He might grow up to be a treacherous minister, but he still needs proper values.
Jian Ruonan picked up a stick as thick as her forearm in the courtyard and threw it through the window.
She had activated Mute the Gossip Subject, anyway. The subjects of the gossip couldn't see the melon-munching spectators.
Besides, the scene was utter chaos. Hua Shanyue was beating two dogs single-handedly, and nobody noticed how the big stick came flying in.
The big stick rolled to Hua Shanyue's feet. The instant she saw it, she dropped the rattan cane and picked it up.
A club as thick as an arm could kill someone!
The Duke of Cheng'en's and Ge Wenyao's expressions changed.
"Shanyue, y-you mustn't be