Night of the Divorce! A Proud Lady Was Forced to Marry the Emperor's Uncle

“Let’s go.”

Without another word, Jiang Peihuan entered the house.

Inside, Zhao Fuqing was seated. He jumped up as she came in. “Jiang Peihuan, you dare to…” His sentence was abruptly cut short by a cry of pain.

Before Zhao Fuqing could react, Jiang Peihuan had hit him across the face with her whip.

By this point, Jiang Peihuan had advanced further into the room.

As she walked in, a heavy, metallic smell of blood reached her. She followed the smell with her gaze and saw Jiang Ruyun, unconscious on the bed.

“Eldest Sister, what’s happened to Second Sister?”

Jiang Sijin hurried to her side. Seeing the bandages on Jiang Ruyun’s head made her eyes red with worry.

Jiang Ruyun’s face was as pale as a ghost, the blood stains on her bandages shockingly visible.

“Ye Xiao.”

Jiang Peihuan’s eyes turned icy as she assessed the situation. At her call, Ye Xiao quickly moved to hold Jiang Ruyun’s hand.

After checking her pulse, she whispered, “The Second Miss has a head wound and lost a lot of blood, causing her to pass out.”

While speaking, Ye Xiao took a pill from her bag and placed it in Jiang Ruyun’s mouth.

A moment later, Jiang Ruyun opened her eyes.

“Second Sister, you’re awake! How do you feel? Is there anywhere else that hurts?”

Even though Jiang Sijin and Jiang Ruyun had a history of disagreements, the sight of her sister in this state broke Jiang Sijin’s heart.

She felt a wave of relief when she saw Jiang Ruyun awake and asked her questions eagerly.

Feeling groggy, Jiang Ruyun noticed Jiang Sijin and Jiang Peihuan. “Third Sister, Elder Sister, why are you here?” she managed to mumble.

“Second Sister, you must be confused. Lan Er came to our home to tell us you were hurt. Of course, we had to come and be with you,” Jiang Sijin answered.

Until now, Jiang Peihuan had remained silent. Only when Jiang Ruyun looked at her did she ask calmly, “What happened to your head?”

“It’s… wuuu…”

Before she could reply, Jiang Ruyun started to cry.

Seeing her sister so upset made Jiang Sijin tear up too. She comforted Jiang Ruyun, her voice filled with righteous anger. “Second Sister, please don’t cry. Tell us what happened. If someone hurt you, we’ll make them pay.”

“He… he has been having affairs with more than ten maids.”

Jiang Ruyun managed to say after her tears had stopped, anger flashing in her eyes.

Jiang Peihuan, who already knew about this from her past life, remained silent and waited for Jiang Ruyun to continue.

“Last night was supposed to be our special night, but he left me for the maid’s quarters. I was so angry and went to confront him, but he had the nerve to hit me.”

“Stop crying, Let’s go home.”

Seeing that Jiang Ruyun was still crying, Jian Peihuan said coldly.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ruyun froze in place and replied, “Go home?”

“What, do you want to stay here?”

Noticing Jiang Ruyun’s hesitation, Jiang Peihuan smirked coldly.

“Second Sister, why are you hesitating? If you don’t leave today, they will continue to bully you.”

“You’re right.”

Jiang Sijin’s words seemed to jolt Jiang Ruyun back to her senses. Throwing off her blanket, she turned to Jiang Peihuan. “Elder Sister, I’ll come with you.”

“Sijin, assist your Second Sister.”

“Yes, Eldest Sister.”

With that, Jiang Peihuan marched towards the exit, her hand tightly gripping her whip.

As she observed the departing figure of Jiang Peihuan, Jiang Ruyun’s eyes welled up with a storm of emotions.

“Queen of Huainan, if your iMansion can t provide for my sister, I’ll bring her back home.”

Just as Jiang Peihuan approached the door, she saw Chu Rou in the courtyard, accompanied by Zhao Fuqing and Zhao Yong.

Seeing this, Ye Xiao stealthily pulled out a tiny bug from her bag and tossed it on the ground.

On hearing Jiang Peihuan’s words, Chu Rou’s eyes turned cold. “Jiang Peihuan, you should understand that Jiang Ruyun is now a part of the Huainan Mansion. She’s not someone you can simply take away at your whim.”

“Yun Er, do you really want to leave? Won’t your departure make me sad?”

Zhao Fuqing turned his gentle gaze onto Jiang Ruyun. But before she could respond, Jiang Sijin, filled with disdain, jumped in. “Cut out the act. If you truly cared for my Second Sister, you wouldn’t have snuck off to the maid’s quarters last night.”

“And you certainly wouldn’t have hurt my Second Sister.”

“Second Sister, don’t get fooled by his lying words anymore.”

Initially uncertain, when Jiang Ruyun laid eyes on Zhao Fuqing, she was reminded of the previous night’s events. Combined with Jiang Sijin’s comments, her gaze turned icy. “Brother Zhao, if you have any feelings for me, let me go.”

“Qing Er, there’s no point in trying to reason with her.”

Once she finished speaking, Chu Rou turned her attention to Zhao Yong. “Stop them. We can’t let Jiang Ruyun leave today.”

“Understood.”

Zhao Yong took a few steps forward, unsheathed his long sword, and aimed it at Jiang Peihuan.

Seeing his aggressive posture, the fierceness in Jiang Peihuan’s eyes intensified.

She let go, and her long whip lashed directly at Zhao Yong. He seemed to have expected this, and dodged skillfully. Jiang Peihuan’s whip struck the ground, immediately carving a deep gash.

Upon seeing the marks, surprise flashed across Zhao Yong’s eyes. He had heard tales of the young lady of the General’s Mansion’s courage and combat skills, but he’d dismissed them as exaggeration. Now he realized that Jiang Peihuan lived up to her reputation.

His expression hardened.

Despite Jiang Peihuan’s impressive fighting skills, Zhao Yong’s extensive battlefield experience gave him the upper hand. When Jiang Peihuan’s whip came flying at him again, Zhao Yong managed to grab it in mid-air, then swiftly landed a palm strike on her back.

Jiang Peihuan was thrown to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

“Miss?”

“Elder sister?”

Seeing this, both Ye Xiao and Jiang Sijin were filled with worry. However, they were surrounded by guards and could not come to her aid.

Despite the severe pain in her stomach, Jiang Peihuan did not falter. She got back on her feet, pretending to lash her whip while pressing a button on her ring.

“Ah…”

As Zhao Yong drew near, the secret blade embedded in Jiang Peihuan’s ring dug into his arm, pulling a cry of pain from him.

Seeing his own blood, a glint of murderous rage flashed in his eyes. He spun around and charged at Jiang Peihuan, brandishing his long sword.

“Elder Sister, watch out!”

Spotting the danger, Jiang Ruyun instinctively leaped towards Jiang Peihuan.

Jiang Peihuan looked surprised. She caught Jiang Ruyun and simultaneously hurled her whip at Zhao Yong’s neck, quickly followed by his howl of pain.

Turning around, she saw Zhao Yong’s sword-wielding hand had been cut off.

“Are you alright?”

Xiao Nanye’s sword was still slick with blood, but when he looked at Jiang Peihuan, he managed to flash a reassuring smile.