The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits
Chapter 278 - 282: Struggle in the Inner Courtyard (8)

Chapter 278: Chapter 282: Struggle in the Inner Courtyard (8)

Although different from the last life, the paths converged again, and this life resumed its predetermined track.

The arranged marriage occurred once more.

Just as Duke Ying Mansion encountered the beginning, Su Li received news.

An Ying stood behind her, "Should I stop them?"

Su Li laughed dangerously, "You are not allowed to act."

In front of her knelt a tall young man, limp on the ground.

Su Li sipped her tea and shifted her gaze back to the person on the floor.

"You are truly a passionate lover."

Hearing her voice, the man with a mouthful of blood struggled to raise his head, "Master, please spare Ah Yin."

Before Su Li could speak, An Ying, standing behind her, became more infuriated than she was, "You have the audacity to attack the master for the sake of a woman."

The man smiled bitterly, shaking his head, waves of regret rising within him.

Few in the organization knew that the master of Dark Pavilion had long reached the Great Grandmaster Realm.

He had been overly confident, thinking that after advancing to the Grandmaster Realm, he would have the power to protect the woman he loved. He did not anticipate not only failing to do so but also dragging Ah Yin down with him.

"You, as a First-class Shadow, after over a decade of effort, see everything ruined in one blow, do you regret it?"

"I do not regret."

Su Li scoffed coldly, "As you wish."

Her fair hand covered the man’s head, a surge of energy injected into his brain.

The person lying limp on the ground trembled, his facial skin contorting.

A chilling sound of bones being displaced echoed through the space.

A First-class Shadow, feared by the people of Dark Pavilion, was so easily defeated.

In the palm of Su Li’s hand, he could not last three seconds, his martial arts power plummeting rapidly, soon becoming weaker than even an ordinary person.

Su Li slowly retracted her palm, and An Ying, who had been hidden in the shadows, considerately handed her a white silk handkerchief.

Su Li took the handkerchief and meticulously wiped her ten fingers.

"Considering your contributions to the organization, I will grant your wish to become an ordinary person."

The person on the ground spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, and upon closer inspection, it appeared to contain bits of internal organs.

The First-class Shadow gasped harshly and lowered his proud head.

Even now, he was uncertain whether his actions were right.

But he knew not to underestimate the young master before him.

She might as well have taken his life directly; keeping him alive like this, his fate would certainly be dire.

Now stripped of his martial arts, his enemies would likely come for him the next second upon hearing the news.

"Since you no longer belong to Dark Pavilion, leave quickly and avoid disputing with others."

An Ying’s voice, ambiguous in gender, sounded calm and empathetic.

But the man, struggling to rise from his ravaged body, bit his bloody teeth and nodded in fear.

He kept his head low, not daring to glance toward the shadow from where the voice came.

Having climbed to a position as a First-class Shadow, he naturally knew many secrets unknown to others.

Among them were details about An Ying, positioned above the First-class Shadows.

An Ying, who served as the shadow of successive masters, could only be occupied by the able.

And this An Ying, with his ruthlessly terrifying methods, made anyone in the organization who heard his name shiver.

"What have you done that even a First-class Shadow is afraid of you?"

After the redundant people left, Su Li looked curiously at the person whose shape couldn’t be seen.

"I do not know."

At Duke Ying Mansion, Su Shi was still unaware that his every action was being watched by others.

At this moment, he was alone, having gone to Jingxin Hall, where Old Madam had long been resting.

It was unknown what he discussed with Old Madam inside, but soon after, in the name of Old Madam missing her granddaughter, several Second-class Servants were dispatched from Duke Ying Mansion to find the whereabouts of Gai Yinyin and her daughter.

Su Li did not hide her own and her mother’s whereabouts; with a little inquiry, one could find them.

At this moment, she was sitting face-to-face with Gai Yinyin, holding a cup of herbal tea in her hand, slowly, delicately savoring it.

Gai Yinyin urged her with excitement, "Drink it, drink... this is my latest beauty-enhancing herbal tea. It’s the best for girls."

Su Li smiled affectionately at Gai Yinyin.

She seemed to dote on Gai Yinyin as if she were her daughter.

Yet, between the two, the atmosphere was harmonious, showing no signs of discord.

Gai Yinyin, supporting her wrist, was all smiles, just like she was still in her boudoir.

"Thump, thump, thump..."

The intense knocking interrupted the warm atmosphere between them.

Due to Gai Yinyin’s previous experiences, she did not like having others in the house.

Therefore, this spacious residence was inhabited only by Gai Yinyin and Su Li.

Hearing the noise, Gai Yinyin stood up puzzled and opened the side door.

Zhushu, accompanied by a few servants at the door, originally harbored doubts about the information he had gathered.

In his memory, the former Madam was frail and weak, accompanying a sickly young miss, with no one else to support them. With only a bit of Silver Coin, getting by would have been good fortune.

He never imagined that they could be living well.

But standing in front of this imposing house, Zhushu started to doubt his life.

Could it be that the former Madam remarried with her daughter?

While he was considering this, a small side door opened.

A beautiful girl in her twenties cautiously poked her head out.

Zhushu, being a longtime servant of Duke Ying Mansion, had naturally seen the former Madam Gai Yinyin before.

The girl’s face looked familiar, yet it did not match the former Madam in his memory.

The ages simply did not align.

After all, the former Madam should be in her thirties, approaching forty, like the current Duchess, who, cherished by the Lord and well-maintained, still showed noticeably growing wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

But the girl before him had clear, innocent eyes and tilted her head, curiously asking, "Who are you, and why are you knocking on my door?"

Zhushu was uncertain of the person’s identity before him, as her age did not match with the young miss either.

Moreover, her clothing was luxurious; the casually used Heavenly Silk for her cover-up was rare and sought after.

He had seen the Duchess possess a small handkerchief made of Heavenly Silk, which she treasured immensely.

Yet here, this person was wearing Heavenly Silk as a garment.

The long garment hem carelessly dragged on the ground, and he felt distressed watching it.

"I am from Duke Ying Mansion..."

Before Zhushu could finish his sentence, the previously giggling girl’s expression drastically changed, and with a bang, she forcefully closed the door.

Zhushu then confirmed that the person he was looking for indeed lived here.