She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 488 - 487: It’s what the young lady said, as long as the maid likes it.

Chapter 488: Chapter 487: It’s what the young lady said, as long as the maid likes it.

"Eunuch, look at this, I still have bruises on my face."

"And have you not seen the fresh, red slap mark on my face?"

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A crowd of people were all talking at once, each making their complaints to Ding Dang. freeweɓnovel~cѳm

This had left Eunuch Ding Dang at a loss.

He coughed softly, "It seems to be a serious matter, after all. Perhaps it would be better to report to the Crown Prince. Many here are subjects of the Chu Kingdom, and the King should also be informed."

One man beat up so many people.

Hao Ren seemed quite capable.

Seeing Ding Dang about to head into the inner room, Zhang Quanzhong was extremely anxious.

If the people inside found out, they would undoubtedly question Hao Ren. Intoxicated as he was, if he let slip something he shouldn’t, today was the grand eightieth birthday celebration of the old master—it must not be disrupted.

In his urgency, Zhang Quanzhong stepped forward and grabbed Ding Dang, "Eunuch, on this joyous day, please do not disturb the honored guests. Let’s talk about this tomorrow."

"Tomorrow..." Ding Dang figured that might be all right but then he glanced around, "Can they hold back until tomorrow?"

They all looked like they wanted to kick Hao Ren on the ground to release their anger.

If this wasn’t reported, he worried Hao Ren might not even live until tomorrow.

Zhang Quanzhong immediately assured, "Of course."

Ding Dang was half-convinced, "Really?"

"Absolutely certain!"

Since that was the case, Ding Dang nodded, "Alright then, I leave it in your hands."

Zhang Quanzhong sighed with relief, while Hao Ren on the ground had already begun to struggle furiously.

Others might not know Zhang Quanzhong’s methods, but he had experienced them firsthand. If it weren’t for the family guards who had defended him to the death, he would likely have burned to death in that fire years ago.

To Ding Dang, however, Hao Ren’s struggle seemed like the ravings of a drunkard.

"My apologies, Lord Hao, you’ve caused quite a stir today. I can only report to the Crown Prince and the King of Chu tomorrow. For tonight, I’m afraid we must trouble you to stay at the Qin Residence," Ding Dang said before he turned to head into the inner room.

Watching Ding Dang’s retreating figure, Zhang Quanzhong exhaled a deep breath of relief.

He turned and his eyes darkened. "Take Hao Ren away."

The Imperial Secret Police were about to move.

"Wait!" To everyone’s surprise, Ding Dang returned.

Zhang Quanzhong, puzzled, turned and smiled at him, "Eunuch, what do you mean by this?"

Ding Dang looked at the man on the ground, "Bring Lord Hao inside."

"Isn’t that improper? Today is our old master’s grand eightieth birthday celebration. This man is clearly drunk, and if he disturbs the elder, what crime would you bear, Eunuch?" Zhang Quanzhong immediately responded.

Ding Dang lifted his eyelids and glanced at the old steward who wouldn’t meet his gaze, then smiled, "It is the honored guests inside who wish to interrogate Lord Hao, and your old master has also given his consent."

"This..." Zhang Quanzhong was stunned.

"Don’t stand there dumbfounded. Bring the man inside," Ding Dang commanded, and the Imperial Secret Police immediately acted, dragging Hao Ren towards the inner hall.

Just as Ding Dang was about to follow, his arm was grabbed again by the same wrinkled-faced old steward, "May I know why the honored guests wish to interrogate him?"

"When I went inside, I saw people from Chu Kingdom..." Not finishing his sentence, Ding Dang pushed off Zhang Quanzhong’s hand and headed inside with firm steps.

Zhang Quanzhong looked around and indeed several of the Chu Kingdom’s civil officials were missing.

Damn it.

The people of Chu Kingdom truly value face.

After receiving a couple of slaps, they go to complain to their King.

Zhang Quanzhong couldn’t help but spit.

"Uncle Zhang, what should we do now?" A group of civil officials, their faces bruised, stood outside feeling somewhat at a loss.

"What else can we do, go in and watch the show," Xie Qun, who had been silently drinking in a corner, got up.

He was the only one in the whole venue who hadn’t been injured or hit.

The moment Hao Ren went crazy, Xie Qun had taken his wine jug and a plate of peanuts to the farthest corner position.

On one hand, he admired the way Hao Ren was unstoppable, like a god or a Buddha slaying enemies left and right, while on the other, he sipped his wine and nibbled on peanuts, squinting his eyes to listen to the opera singers outside—truly, tonight was extraordinarily lively.

It was a pity, however, that the Commandery Princess didn’t come.

Though Yan Wanqing hadn’t come,

the Hidden Guard had already written every detail of what had occurred at the Qin Residence in a secret letter and sent it to the palace.

When she heard that Hao Ren had beaten up a bunch of civil officials,

Yan Wanqing couldn’t help but laugh so hard that it shook her blooming figure: "How interesting, so satisfying!"

"Indeed, so satisfying!"

Cong Ge, seeing her so happy, poured a cup of water and handed it over: "Hao Ren has really caused a big problem this time, there are even people from Chu Kingdom among those civil officials."

"What about the people from Chu Kingdom, they get hit just the same, are they more precious or something?" Yan Wanqing said with a light laugh, her reddish lips curving into a smile.

With a flick of her hand, she wiped away the tear that had appeared at the corner of her eye from laughing too hard.

If only she had known to go and see the commotion tonight.

She hadn’t expected that Xiao Pingfeng would bring Hao Ren over in the evening.

"Is Hao Ren in danger of losing his life?" Cong Ge had a good impression of Hao Ren; he was gentle, elegant, and possessed a sense of great justice—a very courageous person.

Seeing Cong Ge’s concerned tone, Yan Wanqing’s eyes sparkled with interest: "What, are you concerned about him?"

"Miss!" Cong Ge’s face turned red as she spoke with a feigned annoyance.

Yan Wanqing laughed: "If you’re worried about him, I could try to save him. After all, our Cong Ge’s star-crossed love is indeed rare—we must certainly protect this little peach blossom well."

At this moment, Cong Ge didn’t know what to say and just busied herself with drinking water, ending up choking on it.

In the midst of her severe coughing, she just saw a sly look in her mistress’s eyes.

She knew she had been teased by her mistress again.

"...Cough cough, is that true, what you said, Miss?" Cong Ge asked in return.

Yan Wanqing saw her suddenly serious tone and the smile in her eyes faded a bit. She raised her eyebrows, disbelief written all over her face: "Are you serious?!"

Cong Ge nodded: "Does the Miss not think well of his character?"

"Nothing wrong with his character, and he’s quite good-looking, too. His actions are upright and proper, which is also cute, but why him of all people..." Over the years, Cong Ge had been by her side, not without proposals from princes and nobles, some even promising the position of a principal wife, but all were refused by Cong Ge.

What’s so special about Hao Ren?

Yan Wanqing had gone from mocking jest to feeling as if her own prized cabbage had been gnawed by a pig, with her mood changing in an instant.

"I don’t know, but I just like him," Cong Ge turned her gaze away, saying unnaturally.

Yan Wanqing took two deep breaths, squeezing out a smile.

"Are there some people who you can’t quite say what’s good about them, but no one else can replace them?" Yan Wanqing thought of a song Xiaoliu hummed on normal days.

It was just too apt for the moment.

Cong Ge’s cheeks reddened all the way to her earlobes.

"I don’t care, the Miss said it, as long as I like him, you have to step in to spare Hao Ren’s life," she insisted.

She added: "The Miss can’t go back on her word!"

Yan Wanqing: "..."

A grown woman can’t be kept at home!

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