Chapter 10: Chapter 532: A Show of Force [10]

“Really? But I’m afraid... I’m not worthy...” Inside, Xu Ruoshi was already blooming with joy, but on the surface, she maintained a fragile appearance, her two hands clinging even tighter to Yan Chenyu like an octopus.

Changle watched all of this with a cold sneer. If Xu Ruoshi were allowed to marry Yan Chenyu and the two of them joined forces, once Yan Chenyu was brainwashed by her, she would have a formidable opponent on her hands in the future.

At that moment, Changle walked coldly up to Xu Ruoshi, flashing her a meaningful, chilling smile. “Cousin, do you want me to perform for you? Next, you’ll say, ‘Thank you, Benefactor, for taking me in. Even if my cousins bully me, I won't blame them. As long as I can be with you, Benefactor, I would be grateful even to be a maid’?”

“You! You go too far!” Having her inner thoughts exposed, Xu Ruoshi turned her head and glared fiercely at Changle in anger.

Changle remained unperturbed, her gaze extremely indifferent. With an air of calm, she said, “Don't be nervous, Cousin. Don't be in such a rush. If you get agitated and reveal your true colors, that wouldn't be good. By then, you won't be able to be the Duchess.”

“Enough! Xu Changle, from now on, Ruoshi will be my wife, Yan Chenyu. I will never allow anyone to bully her! Especially not you Xu family members!” Yan Chenyu was so enraged that his beautiful eyes narrowed coldly, a piercing chill radiating from his body like shimmering ice.

“Oh? Is that so? This Palace also will never allow anyone to bully this Palace's future Crown Princess!”

Just as Changle was preparing a scheme to deal with Yan Chenyu and Xu Ruoshi, a domineering and sharp male voice suddenly came from behind her.

As soon as she heard that magnetic, extremely cold voice, she knew—Chu Wuyou had arrived.

Sure enough, amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Changle quickly turned her eyes. With a turn of her body, she saw Chu Wuyou, surrounded by a group of Black Eagle guards and with his phoenix-like eyes slightly raised, walking over with an imposing aura from the shadows of the peach trees.

Why was he here?

Changle’s expression remained indifferent, while behind her, the gatekeeping servants hurriedly knelt one by one to salute Chu Wuyou.

When Xu Ruoshi heard Chu Wuyou's words, her heart felt as if someone were stepping heavily upon it. Her beautiful eyes were filled with hot tears, but she also knew that she and the Crown Prince no longer had any fate together.

She could only cling tightly to the large tree in front of her, hoping that Yan Chenyu would marry her due to the pressure from Changle.

“Don't be afraid. So what if he is the Crown Prince? If I cannot even protect you, then what use am I as the Duke of Zhen?” Yan Chenyu had always been at odds with Chu Wuyou, and now he was even more provoked, looking as if he were prepared to protect Xu Ruoshi to the death.

In truth, he probably didn't even like Xu Ruoshi that much, since they had only just met, but a man's temper can sometimes lead to many inappropriate actions once provoked.

Impulse truly is a devil!

By this time, Chu Wuyou had already walked to Changle's side. He looked at her with eyes full of smiles, while his sharp, snowy gaze swept coldly toward Xu Ruoshi and Yan Chenyu. “Does the Duke of Zhen truly intend to take her as his wife?”

Yan Chenyu's eyes held a cold, icy light as he looked back at Chu Wuyou just as indifferently. He gave a faint, polite salute and said, “The Duke of Zhen's manor indeed lacks a mistress. Ruoshi is kind-natured and is about to be driven out of her home. I had the honor of meeting her; if I do not take her in, who will? Would you have her starve to death on the streets?”

The implication was: were Changle and the people of the Xu Manor being unkind to Xu Ruoshi?

At this point, Changle had already walked up to Chu Wuyou. She grabbed Xu Ruoshi's small hand and, looking at the high-quality fabric of her clothing, said coldly, “Does Cousin mean to imply that our Xu Manor has been unkind to you? You have eaten the same things and lived in the same place as me since childhood. Even this fabric was handmade by a master, exactly the same as mine. If we truly mistreated you, how could everything about you be exactly the same as me?”

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