475 Qian Jiyun, How Dare You!

Her voice trembled in fear when she saw Qian Jiyun, especially since he was accompanied by many guards.

Although the maids worked for Old Madam and appeared fearless to outsiders, they were well aware that Prince Zhan Yun, Qian Jiyun, never lowered himself to their level.

If he chose to fight them, death would be their only end.

She gulped in fear and took a step back subconsciously. She did not dare come face to face with Qian Jiyun.

“Old Madam, Prince Zhan Yun is here.”

She turned around and looked at Xue Yingyue, who was still muttering to herself.

And what was she muttering under her breath? Curses directed at Qian Jiyun.

Xue Yingyue turned around immediately and saw Qian Jiyun walking quickly toward her. She was so frightened that she took a step back subconsciously.

“You… What are you doing here?”

Qian Jiyun had not been to her courtyard since what had happened five years ago. Yet he actually came this time because of a woman?

Is he here to settle scores with me? Hehe, you didn’t even care about your family, but you want to settle scores with me because of a woman? You’re really something, aren’t you?

“Qian Jiyun, you still have the cheek to come? You best believe I’ll make your— Ah!”

Before she could finish speaking, Qian Jiyun slapped her. She fell onto the ground nearby and spat out a mouthful of blood.

“Old Madam!” Ling Long screamed and rushed forward to check on her. “Old Madam, how are you?”

She reached out and helped Xue Yingyue up slowly before looking up at Qian Jiyun.

“Prince Zhan Yun, the Old Madam is your mother. How can you— Argh!”

Her eyes widened in horror as she looked down at the sword piercing through her chest. Then she looked up at Yan Shen, who was standing nearby and slowly pulling the sword from her body.

“Uh!”

After the long sword had been pulled out, her body stiffened. She let go of the Old Madam and knelt down slowly.

“Ah!” Xue Yingyue screamed in shock.

She had never expected Qian Jiyun to attack her people. Was it because Ling Long had dispatched those men in black?

Did Ling Long deserve to die because she sent them to capture An Jiuyue? Even if they were not successful?

Qian Jiyun’s men also escorted all the other servants out of the courtyard. Xue Yingyue was left alone.

“Qian Jiyun, how dare you!” She looked down at Ling Long’s body before looking up at Qian Jiyun. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill—”

“Do it if you dare!” Qian Jiyun looked at Xue Yingyue calmly.

“You—” Xue Yingyue was furious.

Sure, she was incapable of doing anything to that person, but so what? She still had that person in her hands.

Otherwise, how could she have survived until now? Qian Jiyun would have chopped off her head long ago—even if she had 100 heads.

She had done many things because Qian Jiyun did not dare to touch her.

However, she was now unsure if Qian Jiyun would continue to indulge her for that person.