Chapter 197

Chapter 197: She Is Far More Outstanding Than That Jerk

Yu Zhi Yi answered quietly: “He may achieve fine things in the future, and Chancellor Du is deeply trusted by His Majesty and is a pillar of the Great Sheng Empire. But what does that have to do with me? Their achievements and glory are not mine to share.”

Miss Su stared and said: “Are you silly? You are a woman. What do you need with glory and achievement? If your husband gains honor, you bask in the light.”

Yu Zhi Yi understood what it meant to talk past each other and shook her head: “You have been tainted by yin energy. Spend more time in the sun, and in three to five days it will disperse. Do not go out these next few days, especially not far from home. Before the yin clears, it is easy to run into accidents you cannot control.”

She and Red Luan turned to leave, but Miss Su still shouted after them: “Running away because you cannot argue, are you? I am telling you, once you lose Young Master Du, you will regret it!”

Yu Zhi Yi did not bother to argue. One can never wake someone pretending to sleep, and she had no interest in straightening other people’s crooked thinking. The seat of Young Madam Du was now empty; whoever believed it was wonderful could go sit in it. Aside from You Bing Yue, the rest would probably fall quiet the moment they sat.

Red Luan, however, could not stand it. She took Yu Zhi Yi’s hand, turned, and said with a cold smile to Miss Su: “If your brain is not working, go home and eat more walnuts. Do not show off in public and let everyone see your head is smaller than a sesame seed.”

She lifted her chin and went on: “My sister earned a special appointment as a fifth-rank Court Physician by her own ability, while this ‘so-good’ Young Master Du you praise is just an eighth-rank minor official right now.” Her tone turned scornful as she said: “Once the Yu family learned my sister was not their biological child, they stopped all her education and training. She reached her current rank and position entirely on her own. But your Young Master Du received the best training in the Chancellor’s Manor, was taught by a chancellor father who is learned and knows every exam trick, and he is two years older, yet he is still several ranks below my sister. I truly do not know if you are foolish or pretending to be. The facts are obvious, and you still think my sister loses out by leaving that Du jerk? If your brain is bad, keep it at home. Do not come out to make a fool of yourself.”

Yu Zhi Yi once again felt the force of Red Luan’s tongue and gave her a thumbs-up.

Red Luan tipped up her head, proud like a victorious general.

Miss Su’s face flushed. She pointed at Red Luan and stammered “You, you, you” for a long time without any argument to give, and finally could only threaten: “You, a little seamstress, dare to be rude to me!”

Red Luan choked for a moment. She had scolded with such joy that she forgot this was a rotten feudal society where power truly could swallow people whole.

Yu Zhi Yi looked at Miss Su with a cold face and said: “It seems Miss Su still cannot see the situation.” She snapped her fingers.

Miss Su suddenly clutched her chest and fell forward to the ground.

“Daughter!” Grand Preceptor Su’s face changed; he rushed up to catch her and glared at Yu Zhi Yi: “Official Yu, I am not dead yet, and you dare bully my daughter right in front of me!”

Yu Zhi Yi’s expression stayed cool as she said: “Oh? How did I bully her?”

Grand Preceptor Su’s anger snagged in his throat. It was true that Yu Zhi Yi had only snapped her fingers. So many people stood here; no one else reacted, only his daughter did. To say Yu Zhi Yi had done something seemed far-fetched. But the fact was right before his eyes: his daughter had threatened that seamstress, and the moment she heard the finger snap, she doubled over in pain. No one but a fool would believe it had nothing to do with Yu Zhi Yi.

Soon Miss Su’s pain eased.

Yu Zhi Yi looked at her without warmth and said: “Power is indeed nice, but there are things more vague than power that can still make a person’s life worse than death. If anyone aims at the people around me, you can gamble on whether your life is hard enough to survive it.”

Red Luan’s eyes shone. Even after they returned to Yiluan Charity, she had not calmed down as she said with excitement: “Sister, you were so A today. If I were not firmly straight, I might be tempted to switch.”

Yu Zhi Yi looked puzzled and asked: “What does ‘A’ mean? And why would I bend you?”

“Cough, nothing,” Red Luan said, rubbing her nose and changing the subject: “By the way, how did you do that? Is there really a mystical art where a single snap makes someone feel worse than death?”

Yu Zhi Yi said: “Such arts exist, but I did not use them just now. I simply stirred the yin energy around Miss Su.” She explained that, although the yin energy inside those people was not much, its effect on ordinary folks was huge. Usually the yin stays on the surface of the body. It can make a person unlucky and uncomfortable, but if they spend time in the sun and do more good deeds, it is not a big problem. Once that yin slips inside the body, though, it causes pain, and if a physician comes to examine the person, there is nothing to find. A moment ago, Yu Zhi Yi pushed that yin into Miss Su’s body. It lasted only an instant, but to an ordinary person it still hurt a lot. For the next few days, Miss Su would have repeated bursts of chest pain.

Red Luan pressed her lips together and asked: “Will it cause any bad effect on you?”

Yu Zhi Yi paused. She had thought that, after hearing what she had done, Red Luan would scold her for using the Mystic Arts to harm a commoner. She did not expect Red Luan’s first worry to be whether it would hurt her. After a moment of silence, she said: “No.” [At most there will be a trace of karmic pushback, but it is nothing.] She did not feel there was any need to say that part.

Relieved, Red Luan finally remembered to care about her sister’s marriage and asked: “You really divorced Du the jerk?”

“Mm,” Yu Zhi Yi replied.

“Good for you,” Red Luan said, eyebrows high with pride: “My sister is so excellent. Only the best man in the world is worthy of you. Du the jerk cannot even win top scholar. What right does he have to stand at your side? So, will you live in Yiluan Charity from now on?”

Yu Zhi Yi smiled and said: “I do not like mixing work and life. I plan to move out. As for where, I have already chosen it. Tomorrow I can pick up the deed.”

“I see,” Red Luan said, a little disappointed: “I was thinking of moving in with you.”

“I am not living in Yiluan Charity,” Yu Zhi Yi said, “but you can still move in with me.”

Red Luan wagged her index finger and said: “You do not get it. Even the best friends need their own space. Yiluan Charity is ours together. If we both live here, it is lodging in the same place, but each of us still has our own personal corner. If I move into your place, though, it means stepping into your territory, and I lose my own independence.”

Yu Zhi Yi looked blank and asked: “Is it really that serious?”