Yun Jian felt a jolt in her heart. Without a moment's thought, she tapped her toes and used her lightness kung fu to reach the figure.
Just in time, she saw Yan Qingshu with a pale face. She slapped the hooligan who tried to take advantage of her across the face. The slap was clear and resounding, showing no mercy. Then she stomped on the hooligan's foot and ground it hard.
She also picked up a bamboo stool that Zhu Yao had handed over and whipped it hard across the hooligan's face.
Her hand holding the bamboo stool was still shaking, and she almost missed.
Di Yunjian:?
Yan Qingshu stared at the man she had slapped hard, her chest heaving violently.
Just now, when she had gone upstairs with Zhu Yao, everything had been fine. As soon as they reached the third floor, this man suddenly rushed out and tried to hug her. Moreover, he was spouting vulgarities, which was extremely disgusting. His breath reeked of alcohol.
She and Zhu Yao were so scared that they stepped back and were forced to the railing. Seeing that the man's hand was about to reach her waist and another accomplice was also reaching out his hand.
She subconsciously reached out and slapped him hard. Looking at the red mark on the man's face, Yan Qingshu still felt it wasn't enough. She took the stool that Zhu Yao had handed over and without thinking, smashed it at the man's face.
Now, seeing His Majesty come to her side, Yan Qingshu put down the bamboo stool and threw herself into Di Yunjian's arms aggrievedly, crying pitifully.
"Sixth Brother, they just tried to molest me."
Yan Qingshu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and pointed at the two hooligans she had beaten up to accuse them.
The two hooligans also came to their senses. With angry looks on their faces, they were about to step forward to teach Yan Qingshu a lesson.
"Stinking bitch, how dare you attack me! Do you not want to live anymore!"
"Guys, tie this bitch up, have some fun with her, and then sell her to a brothel!"
As they said that, five or six more people ran out from behind the two hooligans and were about to pull Yan Qingshu.
Di Yunjian reached out and caught a hooligan's fist. With a cold face and without blinking an eye, he dislocated the hooligan's arm and then kicked him to the ground.
The other hooligans all pounced on him at once. Di Yunjian pushed Yan Qingshu to Zhu Yao's side and focused on dealing with these hooligans by himself.
The other common people in the main hall hid to one side.
Yan Qingshu took Zhu Yao and hid to one side. Li Dahai didn't know any kung fu and could only stand there helplessly. The secret guards couldn't be alerted either. However, His Majesty was extremely skilled in martial arts, and these hooligans were nothing to him.
Yan Qingshu saw a hooligan picking up a wooden stool and planning to sneak attack Di Yunjian from behind. She looked around and saw the bamboo stool she had just used. She picked it up and smashed it down hard.
It hit the hooligan right on the knee. The hooligan knelt on one knee in pain and was then kicked away by Di Yunjian.
In just a short while, seven or eight hooligans were already lying on the ground.
Di Yunjian looked at them coldly and called the waiter to escort them out.
He walked towards Yan Qingshu who was standing to one side, put his hands on her shoulders, and looked her up and down.
"Are you hurt?"
Yan Qingshu shook her head, looking still in shock.
Seeing that her face was pale, Di Yunjian took her into a quiet private room.
"Scared? How come you were so quick to slap those hooligans just now?" Di Yunjian saw that she was tightly clutching her mask and not saying a word, so he said with a smile.
"I... When I was going upstairs, they suddenly rushed over. I was so scared that I just slapped them subconsciously."
Yan Qingshu was a little worried in her heart. She was afraid that this incident would completely overturn all the efforts she had made to appear weak, pure, and harmless before.
"You did a good job. Many girls would be so panicked that they don't know what to do when they encounter such a thing. You were just protecting yourself just now."
"You're very brave."
Di Yunjian held her hand. He didn't think there was anything wrong with her. Seeing her flustered appearance, he knew that she was scared.
Seeing that he didn't have any suspicions, Yan Qingshu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sixth Brother, I'm hungry..."
Li Dahai and Zhu Yao stepped forward to serve the dishes for them.
"These are all new dishes in the restaurant. Try them." Di Yunjian used the serving chopsticks to pick up some beef and put it in her bowl.
The meal was harmonious. Di Yunjian saw that her face was still a bit pale, so he would pick up dishes for her from time to time and also asked the restaurant to serve a bowl of tremella soup.
After the meal, they came out of the restaurant. The street was very lively. The peddlers' businesses were getting more and more prosperous, and the hawking sounds were continuous.
As soon as Yan Qingshu saw something new, she would pull Di Yunjian and shuttle through the various peddlers.
After a while, Li Dahai was holding two dough figurines, a sugar figurine, and some jewelry and rouge in his hands.
Li Dahai didn't understand either. These jewelry and rouge weren't as good as those in the palace. However, just because Lady Yan had taken a few more glances at them, His Majesty had bought them all.
In the end, it was he, Li Dahai, who suffered!
Zhu Yao took some things from his hands to relieve his burden.
Li Dahai gave her a grateful look.
In front, Yan Qingshu and Di Yunjian put on their masks. Yan Qingshu pulled him up onto the city wall.
Standing on the city wall, they could take in all the bustling scenes of the market.
Yan Qingshu leaned on the city wall and stared around with wide eyes.
"Sixth Brother, I've never been out to stroll before. It's so much fun."
Hearing this, Di Yunjian touched her slightly messy hair on the back of her head with some heartache and said, "If you want to come out, I'll take you out to play often from now on."
Yan Qingshu nodded with bright eyes.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The loud sound of firecrackers rang out. It turned out that the common people on the bridge had set off fireworks.
The gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the night sky. The clothes on Yan Qingshu's body subtly changed with the brilliant fireworks, shining with a flowing light.
"It's so beautiful."
Yan Qingshu looked up, and the gorgeous fireworks were reflected in her amber eyes.
Di Yunjian turned his head and looked at her. Seeing the smile on her lips deepen, he also couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
Seeing her was like seeing himself on the right path.
"Do you want to go to the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion to see your mother?"
Yan Qingshu was just immersed in the fireworks. This sudden question made her freeze.
She slowly turned around and looked at him. Her eye sockets were already slightly red, and tears were welling up in her eyes.
During this trip out of the palace, she had always wanted to go and see her mother. However, His Majesty had important matters to attend to during this trip out of the palace, and she didn't dare to bring it up for fear of being labeled as an ignorant person.
"Your Majesty... I want to go and see..." She lowered her head, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito.
"Then I'll take you there." Di Yunjian put his arm around her and got off the city wall. He walked straight in the direction of the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion.
Yan Qingshu was being pulled by him, and her mind was filled with the tragic scene of her mother and younger brother's death in that nightmare.
It made her heart ache so much that she almost suffocated.
Zhu Yao and Li Dahai followed behind them.
Not long after, they arrived at the back courtyard of the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion.
Di Yunjian put his arm around her and used his lightness kung fu to lightly step on the tiles and land in the back courtyard of the mansion.
When they had just come over, they had seen that the front courtyard of the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion was brightly lit, but there was no light at all in this back courtyard. The evening wind blew, and the sound of the weeds rustling could be faintly heard.
Yan Qingshu was extremely familiar with the back courtyard. She came to the door without any hindrance and could see the situation inside the room clearly with the faint moonlight.
There was an oil lamp lit inside the room. The flame was flickering, dim and unclear.
A woman was sitting in front of the lamp mending clothes. A boy who looked only seven or eight years old was sitting obediently beside her, yawning and watching his mother sew.
The woman was wearing shabby clothes. There were faint wrinkles on her face, but it was hard to hide her beauty.