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n“Miss, my nephew has never been very bright and has never been good with words. I hope you won’t take offense. He only came forward to talk to you because he found you familiar and thought you were his sister’s good friend.”

nPrince De rushed forward to explain to An Jiuyue before Jian Xun could say anything.

nCome on, Prince Sui is already unlucky enough today. I don’t want to follow in his footsteps. I’ll die early!

n“Yes, I am—”

n“You little woman, let go of me quickly. Do you know who I am?”

nJian Xun gulped. He was about to agree with Prince De and put in a good word for Prince Sui too.

nUnfortunately, Prince Sui was not pleased. He yelled at her as soon as An Jiuyue relaxed her grip and his wrist was no longer in as much pain!

nI’m Prince Sui, a descendant of the royal family! I won’t let this little woman off for treating me like this! I’ll teach her a lesson when I take her back to the Prince Sui Residence!

n“Oh, who are you?” An Jiuyue asked softly and glanced at Prince Sui evilly. She tightened her grip.

n“Ah!” Prince Sui screamed for the third time.

nHe felt like his wrist had shattered into pieces. It hurt so much that he was about to faint.

n“Let… let go…”

nWhat is this woman’s hand made of? Why does it hurt so much when she grabs people?

n“I’m Prince Sui, the 19th son of the current emperor. If you dare to offend me, I’ll put you to death— Ah!”

nBefore he could finish his sentence, he felt an excruciating pain in his wrist. He screamed again, and this time, he fell limply to the ground.

n“Let… Let… Ah!”

n“So the royal family can snatch people off the streets?”

nAn Jiuyue narrowed her eyes. Her cold gaze swept across Prince Sui, Jian Xun, and Prince De. When she saw them shake their heads repeatedly, she looked at Prince Sui again.

nThe rumors about Prince De were false. The reality was nothing like the rumors.

nQian Jiyun was right. He had been at the southern border for so many years. He had to figure out how muddy the waters in the capital were before coming to conclusions.

n“You… Let go of me… Oh!”

nPrince Sui endured the pain in his hand and wanted An Jiuyue to let go. She finally did.

nHer small hands pushed Prince Sui, and he fell to the ground, unable to get up. The guards, who had been kicked down by An Jiuyue, hurried to help their master.

n“Your Highness! Your Highness, how are you?”

nThey helped Prince Sui up quickly.

n“You… you…”

nPrince Sui wanted to point at An Jiuyue, but his right arm, which An Jiuyue had grabbed, hung limply by his side. He could not lift it no matter what. Every movement made him want to scream in pain.

nHis left hand hurt even more.

nTrembling, he shouted at the guard supporting him, “Are you dead? Hurry up and remove the needle!”

nIn his fits of anger, he accidentally moved his arms and gasped in pain.

nThis woman is inhumane! How can she do such a ruthless thing? I’m sure she knows who I am! Yet she forced me, the dignified Prince Sui, to kneel on the ground!

nI won’t take this lying down…

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