Chapter 21: Are You Illiterate, Your Excellency?

“How did you get this?”

Beizhai rose angrily, her eyes icy and severe, her expression erupting with intense loathing, her tone thick with menace.

Wang Lu remained as calm and composed as ever. With one hand, she twirled the hairpin between her fingers without even raising her eyelids and said, "Sit down."

Sit down?

Beizhai forced herself to calm down. Sitting down and talking things over with Wang Lu might be the only way out.

But—

Her parents had died in the embroidered uniform guard’s prison; the entire family—young and old—either fled or were sold off.

Even she was sold to Yangzhou to become a "thin horse"!

Had it not been for attempting suicide by drowning and being rescued by Lord Ming, there would be no Mr. Beizhai now—only a Yangzhou thin horse, whose red lips had been tasted by countless men!

Now, that wooden hairpin belonging to her own younger sister had appeared in the hands of the embroidered uniform guards. All the cultivation and inner strength she had painstakingly built were utterly wasted, leaving only burning hatred toward the embroidered uniform guards.

“Where exactly is my sister?!”

Just as she spoke, Beizhai suddenly drew a miniature dagger from somewhere. The blade was exquisitely engraved with landscapes and waterscapes, more a work of art than a weapon.

She thrust it forward, the sharp edge pressing just in front of Wang Lu’s neck.

Wang Lu didn’t flinch; she smiled faintly and said, “But you know anger won’t solve anything.”

Beizhai gritted her teeth, eyes fixed sharply on Wang Lu. “If you don’t tell me, I’ll kill you, you lackey!”

Bang!

Beizhai’s voice echoed among the painted landscapes. Wang Lu’s hand holding the hairpin pushed upward.

Beizhai instinctively slashed forward with the dagger!

Wang Lu tilted her head back; the blade scraped her neck, but in the next moment, Beizhai’s arm went numb, and the dagger instantly dropped from her hand.

Wang Lu, as if fishing for the moon beneath the sea, casually caught the dagger with her other hand. Then she looked up and smiled slightly: “How can a hand meant for painting be used to kill? But it’s clear you really want me dead.”

She stood up and approached Beizhai, who was gasping heavily, chest heaving violently.

Though Beizhai had made the first move to kill, she looked even more disheveled than Wang Lu.

Wang Lu lifted Beizhai’s chin with the dagger. Beizhai’s eyes still bore a murderous glare.

“Have you considered that if you kill me here, your trail will be exposed? The Silent Sea Master, the Yong’an Temple—they will all be reduced to ashes, nothing will grow, not even earthworms will survive without being split in two?”

Seeing Beizhai silent, Wang Lu chuckled lightly. “Never thought of that? Hmm, a lady like you might be capable of such deeds. After all, you still think of yourself as a noble, don’t you?”

“Well then, noble lady, the Silent Sea Master has returned without your knowledge. Now tell me—do you still recognize your sister? If not, I’ll deal with her my own way.”

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