Chapter 28: Stop This Nonsense
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“How was your day?”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Du Zi Heng almost bit his tongue.
Wasn’t he here to confront her?
But the topic had already shifted, and he couldn’t force it back.
Yu Zhi Yi answered truthfully, “I went to check on the gold shop and the Great Prosperity Restaurant, then took a trip to the estate outside the city. The new manager at the gold shop is very capable and trustworthy. The restaurant’s business is doing well, and the crops at the estate are growing nicely. This year should bring a good harvest.”
“Oh… well, you’ve worked hard. Take a good rest.”
With that, Du Zi Heng turned and left.
Yu Zhi Yi and Zi Yuan exchanged puzzled glances. Even with Yu Zhi Yi’s ability to see through people’s intentions, she was confused. “What did he come here for?”
It didn’t take long for Yu Zhi Yi to figure it out.
Du Zi Heng was a man who valued integrity. Though he had two maids by his side, they were just ordinary attendants, never fulfilling the duties of a concubine.
Yu Pan’er must have done something today that pushed his limits.
And since Yu Pan’er belonged to Yu Zhi Yi, it made sense that the dog’s misbehavior would be blamed on its owner’s lack of discipline.
“Forget it, let’s not worry about him,” Yu Zhi Yi said, dismissing the thought.
She still had use for Yu Pan’er, so it wasn’t the right time to deal with her.
However, as the lady of the house, she couldn’t just let things slide when her subordinates stepped out of line. Otherwise, Madam Yao would be the first to complain.
“Tell Aunt Wen to have Yu Pan’er kneel for three hours to remind her of her place. Let her remember who she is.”
Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, seven days had gone by.
You Bing Yue, who had been bedridden for nearly ten days, could finally get out of bed.
Then, she heard about Yu Pan’er’s attempt to seduce Du Zi Heng.
Though she hadn’t succeeded… How could she, the Queen of the Modern Night, tolerate a lowly servant lusting after her man?
Yu Zhi Yi was one thing—she was at least a proper young lady and had even married Du Zi Heng. But who did Yu Pan’er think she was?
Without a second thought, Bing Yue stormed over.
At that moment, Yu Pan’er was studying arithmetic.
Since Aunt Wen had brought her back, she had been keeping her head down.
Though she still dreamed of moving up in status, Aunt Wen’s close watch kept her from taking any action, forcing her to focus on her studies.
As she wrote, she shot Aunt Wen venomous glances.
Just wait, old hag. When I rise to power, you’ll be the first I deal with!
After finally finishing her assignment, she took it to the tutor for review. Though the tutor wasn’t particularly pleased, it was the best work Yu Pan’er had done, so she let her take a break.
Free at last, Yu Pan’er hurried to the outhouse.
She was bursting!
But before she reached her destination, a figure suddenly descended from above.
“You wretch, daring to steal my man—you must have a death wish!”
You Bing Yue grabbed Yu Pan’er’s throat, her other hand delivering sharp slaps, the sound ringing through the air.
She hit her more than twenty times until Yu Pan’er’s cheeks were swollen, and blood trickled from her mouth. Only then did Bing Yue toss her to the ground. “You think you can covet my man? Since your master won’t discipline you, I will!”
“Let me warn you—Du Zi Heng is mine. No one else can lay a finger on him.”
“If you dare entertain any inappropriate thoughts again, it won’t just be your face next time.”
Leaving behind her threat, You Bing Yue walked away without a hint of emotion.
On the ground, Yu Pan’er touched her swollen cheeks. Even without a mirror, she knew her face was beyond recognition. She screamed in frustration, “Aaaaaah!!”
Her cries attracted the patrolling guards. Seeing a maid beaten to a pulp, they were shocked and quickly reported it to Madam Yao and Yu Zhi Yi.
Even though Yu Zhi Yi had foreseen that Yu Pan’er might face some retribution, seeing her pitiful state still gave her a fright.
You Bing Yue had certainly been ruthless.
“Madam, Young Madam, that Bing Yue is insane! I didn’t even provoke her, and she beat me up! Please, you have to get justice for me!” Yu Pan’er wailed.
Madam Yao was furious. “Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! Someone, bring that woman here!”
Du Zi Heng was resting in the Moon Gazing Pavilion when Bing Yue returned, looking quite pleased with herself. Upon hearing that he hadn’t even spared a glance at that wretch, her heart was filled with sweetness. She went over and draped herself across him.
During Bing Yue’s illness, Du Zi Heng had been mindful of her condition, avoiding anything too intimate.
Now, with this beauty in his arms, he paid no heed to whether it was day or night, letting her undress him.
Just as things were heating up, Du Lin’s anxious voice interrupted, “Young Master, it’s bad! Madam has sent someone to fetch Miss Bing Yue. She’s very angry.”
Du Zi Heng frowned. “We finally had a few days of peace. Why is Mother causing trouble again?”
Bing Yue had only just recovered!
He sighed, “Tell Mother that Bing Yue is still unwell. Whatever she wants can wait until Bing Yue has fully recovered.”
The guards, of course, couldn’t defy Du Zi Heng’s orders and returned to Madam Yao with his message.
Madam Yao was livid. “That unfilial son! How long does he think he can protect that woman?!”
“Let’s go. We’re heading to the Moon Gazing Pavilion!”
Yu Zhi Yi quickly tried to soothe her, “Mother, please, calm down…”
Madam Yao squeezed her hand. “You’re too soft, that’s your problem. That woman is practically walking all over you, and you don’t even get mad.”
“I know you’re being considerate of Zi Heng, but I don’t have to be. I want to see if he’s truly willing to throw away all propriety for that woman!”
Yu Zhi Yi thought to herself that it wasn’t really about considering Du Zi Heng—she just wasn’t that angry.
If Bing Yue hadn’t repeatedly made trouble for her, she would have been quite content to watch their romance bloom.
Before long, they reached the Moon Gazing Pavilion.
By then, Du Zi Heng and Bing Yue had already gotten dressed.
Although they were both still simmering with passion, Madam Yao’s earlier intrusion had doused much of the fire.
Seeing Madam Yao herself arrive, Du Zi Heng was annoyed. “Mother, why are you troubling Bing Yue again? She’s been behaving herself, and she’s just recovered from a serious illness. Can you please stop picking on her?”
He turned a reproachful gaze on Yu Zhi Yi. “Mother’s not young anymore; her health isn’t great, and she shouldn’t be getting so worked up. Why didn’t you try to calm her down?”
Yu Zhi Yi, unjustly blamed, showed no sign of anger—only amusement.
When it came to You Bing Yue, Du Zi Heng seemed to lose both his brain and his sense of right and wrong.
Did love really turn people into idiots?
Terrifying.
She was definitely right to devote herself to her cultivation.
“You say Mother’s health isn’t good and she shouldn’t be upset, yet you still do things that provoke her,” she retorted.
Caught in his own contradiction, Du Zi Heng stammered, “I wasn’t… I just don’t want any more trouble in the household. Can you both stop making a fuss?”
If the guards had come politely, he would’ve welcomed them.
After all, he dreamed of Madam Yao and Bing Yue getting along.
But those guards were clearly hostile, and he wasn’t about to let a still-recovering Bing Yue face them.
Madam Yao was incensed. “Did you just say I’m making a fuss?!”
Yu Zhi Yi looked at him with a mocking smile. “Did you say Bing Yue is still ill?”