The Prime Minister Knows How to Handle Her Wife (ABO, GL) - Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Mysterious boots trampled through the night, and the rushing wind lifted the edges of clothing, producing a rustling sound. The air felt oppressively hot and stifling, making the heart irritable, and even the faint, elusive scent was despised.

As soon as Ye Liuyun entered the courtyard gate, she shouted loudly, “Your Highness!”

From inside the room, an impatient and irritated response came immediately, calling out, “What’s wrong?”

Inside, Sheng Shiyue knitted her brows tightly, staring at the cloth in her hand. This ancestor had a fiery temper, twisting and turning until she annoyed herself, thinking it would be better to endure and let Ning Qingge handle it. Ye Liuyun, unfortunately, arrived at this moment, so Sheng Shiyue’s tone was naturally very harsh.

Though Ye Liuyun didn’t know what happened, she was familiar with this person’s temper and didn’t mind. Instead, she relaxed and said casually, “No big deal. The kitchen asked me to check if Your Highness wants some crispy pastries later.”

Those people still hadn’t been caught, and she didn’t want to alarm Sheng Shiyue.

The person inside, already irritated, naturally refused.

Ye Liuyun turned around, intending to head elsewhere to find other guards. The mansion was vast, combining the former Ye Mansion with the residence granted to Sheng Shiyue by His Majesty. Many rooms stood empty and abandoned. If those people hid intentionally, Ye Liuyun alone wouldn’t know how long it would take to find them, so she needed the mansion’s guards to help.

But after walking for a while, she suddenly stopped, her face turning pale instantly. She immediately turned back and ran toward where she came from.

The scent that followed her like a shadow had disappeared!

Those people were indeed cunning, somehow concealing themselves behind her, following all the way to Your Highness’s room.

Her mysterious boots clattered loudly on the bluestone floor.

In the washroom, Sheng Shiyue remained unaware of the approaching danger, still staring at the cloth. Then, the wooden window made a muffled sound, as if someone tried to push it open.

“Who’s there?!” Sheng Shiyue’s face turned stern, and she immediately shouted sharply.

She quickly grabbed a wide robe nearby, draped it over herself, and tied it haphazardly.

—Bang!

The wooden window was forcefully slammed open, producing a loud noise.

Sheng Shiyue, ignoring her injuries, retreated several steps at once. The not-fully-healed wound was pulled, causing her to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

But this wasn’t the time to cry out in pain. She immediately looked over and saw a woman climbing through the window.

The woman appeared to be twenty-six or twenty-seven, with soft and graceful features. Her watery eyes gazed at Sheng Shiyue gently, as if looking at a beloved partner of many years, softening half the body with charm. She softly called out, “Your Highness.”

Whether intentional or not, her tugged-down clothing revealed half of her plump shoulder and neck.

Unlike Sheng Shiyue’s radiant and pampered arrogance, this woman resembled a flower blooming in the dust, each petal displaying the allure of an adult’s charm.

“Your Highness,” her drawn-out tone carried an unspoken desire.

Sheng Shiyue’s back stiffened, and she wanted to retreat another half step. She didn’t need to ask to guess this woman was a Kunze, and she seemed to be… in her Rain Ze period.

Her heart held no trace of romantic thoughts. She faintly recalled this person—during the day, Xiao Jing had pointed her out, saying she was the leader of that group of Thousand Gates people.

A Kunze who could suppress a group living by deceit and trickery—Sheng Shiyue didn’t believe she could be a delicate, weak pushover and became even more vigilant.

Meanwhile, the other woman felt puzzled, wondering why Sheng Shiyue still stood steadily. If it were another Qianyuan, the room’s pervasive scent would have triggered a heat surge, clouding their mind.

Gritting her teeth, she moved toward Sheng Shiyue.

Sheng Shiyue, unable to sense others’ scents, only wanted to dodge. As the woman advanced, Sheng Shiyue retreated, her wound growing more painful, her expression worsening, showing clear resistance.

Madam Jin, who came with a resolute mindset to sacrifice herself, faced this situation. In her urgency, she reached out to grab Sheng……

Sheng Shiyue, now near the wall with nowhere to retreat, showed a flicker of anxiety in her eyes.

At that moment, Ye Liuyun, who had rushed back desperately, finally appeared. Seeing the wide-open window, she braced one hand on the sill, leaping inside without hesitation. Before even standing steady, she roared angrily, “How dare you?!”

She charged forward, throwing a punch without any mercy.

The fist of someone trained in martial arts for years carried fierce power, stirring a whistling wind, startling Madam Jin, who felt her hair stand on end. She abandoned her pretense of frailty and immediately turned to dodge.

Ye Liuyun reacted swiftly. With a twist of her wrist, her punch turned into a slap, her taut arm like a bowstring, striking toward the opponent’s chest.

This strike could likely break ribs.

Madam Jin didn’t dare delay. She shifted her left foot back, retreating half a step to avoid the incoming slap, while raising her hand toward Ye Liuyun’s forearm, attempting to block the furious blow.

The collision produced a loud bang, numbing both their arms.

Ye Liuyun didn’t pause for a moment, kicking out again.

Madam Jin, already weaker and in her Rain Ze period, struggled to suppress her heat while maintaining rationality and barely coping with Ye Liuyun, naturally falling at a disadvantage. She could only retreat further.

She dodged the incoming kick sideways, the fierce wind lifting her skirt’s fabric, a chilling force pressing close.

When Ye Liuyun’s kick missed, she stepped forward, positioning herself in front of Sheng Shiyue. After the earlier struggle, Madam Jin and Sheng Shiyue were farther apart, making it easy for Ye Liuyun to step in.

When Madam Jin realized this, she understood the opponent’s goal wasn’t to defeat her but to quickly push her back and protect Sheng Shiyue. But this realization came too late. With no further concerns, Ye Liuyun grew even fiercer.

Madam Jin was completely outmatched, her weakening legs barely holding her up, and she had to focus intensely to face Ye Liuyun’s relentless attacks.

Soon, Ye Liuyun showed signs of abnormality. Unlike Sheng Shiyue, who couldn’t smell the scent, Ye Liuyun had been too anxious earlier to notice the pervasive fragrance filling the room. The Kunze’s scent enveloped her, and though her slaps landed without hesitation, their force weakened.

As fists and feet clashed, Madam Jin bumped into a water basin nearby, stumbling and knocking the copper basin to the floor with a loud clang. The basin’s ringing echoed, hot water and towels spilling across the floor, utterly chaotic.

Sheng Shiyue, standing nearby, stepped aside, frowning as she looked over.

Ye Liuyun seemed to have the upper hand, but several punches missed, showing signs of dazed consciousness.

Sheng Shiyue made a quick decision, shouting loudly, “Liuyun, find a way to subdue her first!”

Ye Liuyun bit her tongue hard, finally regaining a sliver of clarity.

Since the woodshed, she had been affected by the Kunze’s scent, and after rescuing Sheng Shiyue, her anger overpowered her reason, her fists aimed solely at venting. Hearing Sheng Shiyue’s voice, she realized something was wrong.

Madam Jin, hearing this, also regained some clarity, a resolute glint flashing in her eyes. She lunged forward, throwing herself at Ye Liuyun.

Caught off guard, Ye Liuyun was pinned to the ground, her clothes soaked by the spilled water, her neatly tied hair scattering loosely.

At some point, a bitter scent joined the Kunze’s fragrance in the room, growing intense in an instant, nearly overpowering the other scent.

Ye Liuyun showed signs of struggle, torn between wanting to hold the person tightly and restraining them. She barely managed to grip the opponent’s wrists, turning her head to shout at Sheng Shiyue, “Your Highness, leave first!”

Ignoring her reopened wound, Sheng Shiyue gritted her teeth and ran out, pushing the door open and rushing forward. In just a dozen steps, bl00d stained the back of her robe.

Fortunately, others had heard the commotion and were hurrying over.

But to Sheng Shiyue’s surprise, the first person she saw was Ning Qingge.

Having just rounded the corner, Ning Qingge’s cold expression softened upon seeing Sheng Shiyue. She quickly approached, immediately wrapping an arm around Sheng Shiyue’s waist to support her, and asked in a deep voice, “What happened?”

Sheng Shiyue relaxed instantly, leaning slightly against Ning Qingge, barely able to stand from the pain. Her face pale, she said, “Call for help. Liuyun is still inside.”

She added, “Get some Clear Void Pills.”

Ning Qingge’s brows furrowed, but she first reassured, “Guards are already coming. Tell me what happened first.”

Sheng Shiyue briefly explained, and just as she finished, seven or eight armored guards rushed over, immediately saluting with clasped fists, “Your Highness! Madam.”

Ning Qingge held Sheng Shiyue tightly, slightly shielding her from others’ view, and quickly ordered, “Have some Zhongyong bring Clear Void Pills to the washroom.”

“The people detained in the woodshed this afternoon knocked out the guards and escaped. One is in the washroom, the others are hiding in the mansion, their whereabouts unknown. Send people to search the mansion immediately.”

Hearing this, the guards’ expressions turned serious, and they responded in unison, “Yes.”

Ning Qingge glanced at Sheng Shiyue, who looked worriedly toward the room, her peripheral vision catching the bl00d on Sheng Shiyue’s robe. She added, “Find a physician and bring Your Highness’s rocking chair and stretcher.”

Ning Qingge knew Sheng Shiyue was worried about Ye Liuyun and wouldn’t leave unless she was sure everything was fine.

The orders were executed swiftly. Soon, Qu Li and Chi Ling arrived, while armored soldiers with torches began searching the mansion.

The mansion buzzed with torchlight and the clanging of armor, silencing even the insects hiding in the bushes as a tense atmosphere spread.

When several Zhongyong arrived, the thick scent had spilled outside, forcing them to retreat a meter from the courtyard. Except for Sheng Shiyue, everyone felt unsettled by the fragrance.

But their anxious hearts calmed slightly. They weren’t naive children and could roughly guess the situation inside.

Ye Liuyun was likely triggered into an early susceptible period by the Kunze in her Rain Ze phase. Her safety wasn’t an issue, but her purity… was questionable.

The Zhongyong hurried inside. The half-open door already carried faint sounds, making those outside uncomfortable yet fixated on the room, fearing for Ye Liuyun’s safety.

“Lady Liuyun, Clear Void Pills!” a Zhongyong shouted inside, not daring to enter rashly, afraid of seeing something inappropriate.

Loud bangs came from the washroom, as if someone knocked over the copper basin and hit a wooden rack.

Through the half-open door, Sheng Shiyue and the others saw two disheveled figures embracing on the floor, faint blushes and kiss marks visible under tangled hair.

The Zhongyong quickly handed the Clear Void Pills inside.

Ye Liuyun seemed to clear her mind for a moment, grabbing the bottle of pills, but the next second, she roared, “Get out!”

The Zhongyong, startled, instinctively closed the door.

This was the only thing Sheng Shiyue and the others could do. In a normal Rain Ze or heat period, one could take Clear Void Pills and endure a few days alone to recover. But with a Rain Ze Kunze and a susceptible Qianyuan in the same room, the pills were likely useless. It depended on Ye Liuyun now.

Exhausted, Sheng Shiyue slumped in the rocking chair, managing only to say, “Why not carry a bed inside for them?”

Lying on the floor for days would be uncomfortable.

Chi Ling, also anxious, had hopped over on one leg without her crutch. Leaning against the wall, she said, “The door here is narrow. A wooden bed probably won’t fit. Should we saw the door?”

In the current situation, anyone approaching the door might get kicked out by an irrational Ye Liuyun.

Qu Li, frustrated with nowhere to vent, scolded, “Can’t we just throw in some blankets?”

Sheng Shiyue realized this and immediately called for someone to fetch them.

With no other options, they could only offer such small comforts to make Ye Liuyun more comfortable.

Soon, the guards captured the others and brought them before Sheng Shiyue and the group.

They hadn’t fled far, merely scattering the woodshed’s firewood and hiding inside.

According to them, they were desperate. In the afternoon, Madam Jin had shown signs of discomfort but suppressed it. By night, she could no longer hold back.

They had hoped to seek Sheng Shiyue’s help, but her unclear attitude led to them being locked in the woodshed. Already terrified by Xu Zhengming’s threats, they feared how the notorious playboys would treat them, unlike the so-called “upright” disciples.

In this desperate situation, Madam Jin decided to sacrifice herself to seduce Sheng Shiyue.

Rumors about her and Ning Qingge spread widely. Though Sheng Shiyue was displeased with the marriage, she hadn’t harmed Ning Qingge and was even said to have reformed for her, studying diligently.

Given Sheng Shiyue’s precedent of spending lavishly on Yicui Tower’s flower queen, they believed that, despite her reckless arrogance, she was a romantic who cherished her partners.

Thus, they thought she might spare them for Madam Jin’s sake after an intimate encounter.

So, they lured the guards in, knocked them out, arranged the woodshed, and hid inside. When Ye Liuyun arrived, Madam Jin, unaware of Sheng Shiyue’s residence, followed her, while the others waited in the woodshed for her news.

Hearing this, Sheng Shiyue was both angry and amused.

She hadn’t expected this chaotic night to stem from such an absurd reason. But at least it was clear Madam Jin meant no harm and wouldn’t hurt Ye Liuyun while she was disoriented.

As for the rest, they were powerless to intervene for now, unable even to punish the group. Since this was Ye Liuyun’s first Kunze, her stance after emerging was uncertain, so they could only wait and see how she chose to handle it.

When the physician arrived, Sheng Shiyue was carried to another room. Her injuries weren’t severe, but the reopened scar would keep her bedridden for days. She wailed pitifully for a while but had to accept it.

As the night deepened, the chaotic mansion finally quieted. Ning Qingge brought ointment and gently placed it nearby.

Sheng Shiyue raised her eyes. After this ordeal, she gave up resisting and cooperated as Ning Qingge removed her clothes.