The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 297: Despicable and Inhumane

Chapter 297: Despicable and Inhumane

Ye Siheng raised an eyebrow and casually gripped the sword handle, showing no fear. "Come at me," he said.

Yue Su froze for a moment. "Ninth Prince, are you giving up so easily? In this situation, shouldn’t you negotiate the price again?"

But Ye Siheng replied, "Because you’re only worth double the price."

His entire body emitted a chilling aura.

Yue Su’s heart trembled slightly, and he subconsciously took a step back. He quickly realized that although Ye Siheng was at the end of his strength, he still had the ability to take them down with him.

Swallowing hard, Yue Su changed his tune, "Double the price is fine, but the Red Leaf Villa has a reputation for being untrustworthy in business. In the future, we will need Ninth Prince’s support and care."

Ye Siheng glanced at him indifferently, loosening his grip on the sword handle and toning down his aura. In fact, he had no more energy to fight with. His previous move was just a bluff to suppress them with his aura.

"Does Master Yue want to enter the court?" he asked directly.

"Hehe, Ninth Prince is indeed wise. Although the Red Leaf Villa has a place in the martial world, doing this kind of business is not a long-term plan. We still need to think of other ways out," Yue Su replied with a smile.

Ye Siheng’s expression remained unchanged as he said, "The court is currently in need of talents. Master Yue’s martial arts skills are outstanding, and I believe you can make a name for yourself in the court."

With Ye Siheng’s agreement, Yue Su smiled, "Ninth Prince, you’ve fought all night and must be tired. Why don’t you stay at our place for a couple of days? After you’ve recovered, I’ll personally escort you back to the capital."

Ye Siheng didn’t refuse, nodding in agreement. Whatever Yue Su’s intentions were, as long as he could buy time to recover his strength, it would be enough.

Yue Su wasted no time. He signaled for an arrow to be shot to summon a carriage. After all, they had all ridden horses here, and considering Ye Siheng’s current condition, it wouldn’t be suitable for him to ride.

Once Ye Siheng boarded the carriage, he learned that they were in the northwest wilderness, a half-day’s journey from the Red Leaf Villa, which was near Luoyang City.

Ye Siheng hadn’t expected the teleportation array to bring him to such a remote place.

The Red Leaf Villa was built on a hillside, and both the exterior and interior were grand and imposing due to the villa’s thriving business.

Yue Su personally led Ye Siheng to a small courtyard.

The courtyard was elegant and refined, and several servants stood with bowed heads on both sides.

After giving instructions, Yue Su had the servants help Ye Siheng change and bathe, washing away the blood and dressing his wounds.

After the cleanup, it was already noon. Ye Siheng’s high fever had subsided slightly, but his internal energy still needed a good night’s rest to recover to about fifty percent.

The Red Leaf Villa had become sparse in Yue Su’s generation, with him often away from home. Approaching thirty years old, he had not yet married or had children.

The affairs of the villa were managed by his younger sister, Yue Qing.

Yue Qing was nearly twenty years old, with a beautiful face that appeared delicate and gentle.

She followed her brother’s instructions and prepared a small feast to entertain Ye Siheng.

When she saw Ye Siheng, her eyes lit up, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

He was only wearing a simple indigo blue round-necked robe, but he exuded a natural noble aura, making the robe seem extremely expensive.

Yue Su introduced, "Your Highness, this is my younger sister, Yue Qing."

Ye Siheng nodded slightly, "Miss Yue."

Yue Qing approached gracefully. Although she was from the martial world, her etiquette was very proper and elegant, showing the demeanor of a noble lady.

But in her gestures, there was a hint of charm.

Because it was summer, she wore a thin outer garment, revealing her long and fair neck. Ye Siheng only glanced at her before shifting his gaze away.

Yue Su’s gaze darkened slightly, but Yue Qing acted as if nothing had happened and quickly invited Ye Siheng to take a seat.

Once seated, Yue Su’s complexion returned to normal, and he smiled as he offered a toast to Ye Siheng.

But Ye Siheng simply said, "My internal injuries haven’t healed yet, so I shouldn’t drink."

"That’s indeed inappropriate. My apologies for the oversight," Yue Su said, "Allow me to toast Your Highness then!"

He downed a cup of wine in one gulp.

Seeing this, Ye Siheng picked up a teacup and took a sip, then asked, "I wonder who is willing to pay for Master Yue’s personal involvement?"

Yue Su didn’t hide anything and replied, "It’s the Duke of Jin. He has offered fifty thousand taels of silver."

Ye Siheng furrowed his brows slightly.

The Duke of Jin had adopted a child from among his relatives after his son’s death, and since then, he had been praying daily and rarely went out. Did the incompetent fools at the Supervisory Bureau think that the Duke of Jin had let go of his grudges after praying? But it didn’t matter. After this incident, the aristocratic families in the capital would need to be reshuffled, and the court would have to support fewer incompetent individuals. The longer a country stood, the more bureaucrats it would have, and supporting them would cost the treasury a lot of money.

Ye Siheng said, "When I return to the capital, I will immediately deliver one hundred thousand taels of silver."

Yue Su hurriedly said, "Your Highness has already made other promises, so how can I ask for another one hundred thousand taels?"

Ye Siheng looked indifferent. "Since Master Yue has chosen to join me, I should also keep my promise. It’s indispensable. Please don’t refuse, Master Yue."

Yue Su wanted to say more, but Yue Qing spoke up, "Brother, don’t reject His Highness’s goodwill. Just work hard for His Highness in the future, and that will be enough to repay him."

Yue Su’s eyes dodged slightly, and he nodded. "What my sister said is true. I will be loyal to His Highness in the future!"

Ye Siheng stared at Yue Su with a faint smile. "If you betray me, Master Yue, what will happen?"

"Then it’s certain death by a thousand cuts and no peaceful end!" Yue Su replied promptly.

Ye Siheng’s lips curved up, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Is that so? Would you like me to do it myself, or will Master Yue do it?"

Yue Su’s face suddenly changed color.

There were no weapons on the dining table.

But Ye Siheng picked up a chopstick and stabbed directly at Yue Su’s vital point.

Yue Su couldn’t react in time.

However, Yue Qing reacted quickly. She threw the wine glass in her hand, causing Ye Siheng’s movement to slow down.

She also picked up a chopstick and intercepted Ye Siheng’s attack.

In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged several moves, but neither gained the upper hand.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yue Qing’s eyes.

This Ninth Prince was indeed not to be underestimated. She hadn’t encountered such a formidable opponent in a long time.

Her courage grew as she fought on, and the blunt chopstick seemed like the sharpest blade in the world, pressing straight toward Ye Siheng’s throat.

Ye Siheng’s eyes narrowed, and he dodged backward, but his wrist turned, and the chopstick in his hand pressed against Yue Qing’s tendon.

The outcome was decided.

With just a flick, Yue Qing’s tendon would snap, and she would never be able to wield a sword or chopstick again.

But Yue Qing showed no fear or regret. Instead, she chuckled lightly. "Your Highness, even with your weakened internal strength, you can still defeat me. Truly admirable."

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