The Useless Nirvana: Proud and Arrogant Mad Consort

Chapter 11: 【011】I can endure feces and urine, but I can't endure you!

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Watching the scene before her, the woman in the green shirt looked as if she couldn't believe her eyes. However, she reacted in time to catch the woman who was groaning in pain due to her broken hand bones. She immediately began to curse like a shrew, "You piece of trash! How dare you hit my cousin? Do you know who my cousin is? She is the Emperor's favorite concubine! I—I will tell the Emperor! I’ll make sure you suffer the consequences!"

Ningbi didn't seem to take the green-shirted woman's words to heart. She picked at her ear with an extremely elegant motion. Her half-worn veil fluttered in the evening breeze, brushing against her face in a hazy, dreamlike manner. If not for the bloody scene that had just occurred, one would have thought this woman in white was just an ordinary girl, with no trace of the ruthlessness she had shown moments ago.

"I hate it most when people call me trash. Didn't you see the consequences just now?" Ningbi slowly leaned down, looking at the two of them with an incredibly innocent expression, as if she weren't the one who had just attacked them.

"What do you want to do to me?" The woman in the green shirt finally realized how terrifying the Qu Mu Ningbi before her was. On this dark and windy night, Qu Mu Ningbi seemed like a bloodthirsty demon, stepping closer to them one by one.

"I can endure hunger and thirst, but I cannot endure you!" Ningbi whispered softly. She said this without changing her expression. The woman in the green shirt was so angry she nearly vomited blood. *I can endure hunger and thirst, but I cannot endure you!* Such an overbearing statement was something only Qu Mu Ningbi could say.

The street was quiet, and the cool moonlight spilled across the ground. A scream cut through the night sky, and a petite figure darted away at high speed. Ningbi’s figure was nowhere to be seen.

A black figure stood on the distant brick-red roof tiles, and in the blink of an eye, it also vanished into the night.

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The next morning, Ningbi was awakened by a commotion.

Liuli, that little girl, ran in in a panic. Looking at her flustered appearance, something must have happened again.

The little girl said incoherently, "Miss, Miss, it's bad! People from the Prime Minister's estate are in the main hall right now, forcing the Master to hand you over! They say you injured the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's estate."

Ningbi lazily stretched, her eyes half-closed in a languid posture. What was the Prime Minister's estate? She, Qu Mu Ningbi, didn't take them seriously at all. She instructed Liuli, "Tell the Master I'm going to sleep a while longer." Having said that, she made a move to lie back down and continue sleeping.

This made Liuli anxious and flustered. "Miss, Miss, the Master can't hold them off anymore. Please go and take a look." She knew her Miss had supernatural powers and would surely be able to resolve this matter.

Ningbi’s brows furrowed slightly. She knew full well that Qu Mu Qingshan intended to use her to marry into the royal family, so he would never let anything happen to her.

But just as Ningbi was thinking this, the door was suddenly kicked open. The old Prime Minister stormed in, full of rage, clutching his weeping daughter in his arms.

Upon entering, he saw Qu Mu Ningbi still sleeping lazily in her white nightgown, and his anger flared up. His daughter was injured to this extent, yet she was still sleeping—she was truly shameless.

"Qu Mu Ningbi!" With a roar, he looked at the furious Prime Minister, but Ningbi only glanced at him indifferently, not even bothering to get up.

Seeing this, the Prime Minister became even angrier. He reached out to drag Ningbi off the bed, but was intercepted by Qu Mu Qingshan, who was standing to the side.

"Prime Minister, this is the Qu Mu residence after all. If you want to lay a hand on my daughter, you have to ask if I agree to it first!" Qu Mu Qingshan put on a show of being a doting father; if one is going to act, one must do it thoroughly. Qu Mu Ningbi knew exactly what kind of scheme Qu Mu Qingshan was plotting. Tomorrow, she was to marry the current Ninth Prince, so her father would certainly not let anything happen to her.