kvmb Chapter 12 Her Rules
Chapter 12 Her Rules
Lu Yangyang met the old lady's angry gaze with a cold eye and slightly curled her lips.
She was too lazy to argue with them, but she would be living here for a long time to come. If they disciplined her every few days, wouldn't that be incredibly annoying?
She never knew what other people's rules were; she only knew her own rules. If anyone dared to slap her, she would slap them back ten times!
Since the Sheng family is unwilling to send Sheng Yunzhu away and does not acknowledge her as their biological daughter, then they should not use any family rules to restrain her!
"You, you!" Old Madam Li's hands trembled with anger again.
"Grandmother, Grandmother, what's wrong?" At this moment, Sheng Yunzhu, Zheng Hui, and Zheng Ziqian came out from the inner room.
Sheng Yunzhu quickly walked to Madam Li's side, nestled close to her, and tenderly patted her chest: "Grandmother, please calm down. Your health is the most important thing. The imperial physician warned you that you must not get angry easily."
"I'm so angry because of this wretched child!" Old Madam Li finally caught her breath, but seeing Lu Yangyang made her feel dizzy. "Just because she picked up some strength in the countryside, she thinks she can act tough in the Duke's mansion? Who gave her the guts? Go and fetch the Duke! If I don't teach her a lesson today, she might cause trouble in the future and implicate the entire Duke's mansion!"
"Grandmother, it's all my fault. I've dragged my sister Yangyang down and prevented her from growing up in the Duke's Mansion. That's why I broke the rules of the Duke's Mansion. Grandmother, please punish me too, as if I'm atoning for my sister Yangyang's sins!" Sheng Yunzhu knelt at the feet of Old Madam Li, looking up at Old Madam Li with red eyes.
“Cousin, where is it your fault? It’s clearly this ugly girl who’s arrogant and domineering, deliberately trying to anger Grandmother!” Zheng Hui couldn’t help but shout out when she saw that her favorite cousin was going to take the punishment for this ugly girl, Lu Yangyang.
“Cousin Hui, please don’t say that. Yangyang didn’t do it on purpose. It was my oversight. I brought clothes to Yangyang yesterday, but I didn’t have time to ask her if she liked them before I made the decision. I suppose that made Yangyang dislike them, which is why she didn’t wear them. It was all my fault for being so careless,” Sheng Yunzhu said with a look of self-reproach.
"What does she know? You brought her clothes and she dared to complain?" Zheng Hui glanced at Lu Yangyang with disgust, her disdain growing, as if Lu Yangyang were something dirty.
Sheng Yunjiao rolled her eyes. "Third sister, how can you be so shameless? Everything you eat and use is taken from Yangyang. You send her clothes? What kind of clothes? Your hand-me-downs? You've been kept in this mansion so well, you're so plump and healthy. The clothes you've worn could probably fit two Yangyangs in. They'd look like sacks on her. Does she not wear her own clothes and go out wearing a tattered sack? How can you say that?"
Sheng Yunjiao was originally standing aside watching the fun, but she didn't expect Sheng Yunzhu to be so shameless.
She recalled the ill-fitting undergarment she had seen Lu Yangyang wearing earlier, and now, after hearing Sheng Yunzhu's words, she realized what was going on. What good could that green tea bitch Sheng Yunzhu possibly have? She probably had planned this all along, so she didn't send Lu Yangyang a single well-fitting garment. No matter what Lu Yangyang wore today, it would be impolite.
She stirred up trouble for her grandmother early in the morning by bringing up what happened last night. Her grandmother was bound to call Lu Yangyang over for questioning. Lu Yangyang's attire was improper, and her aunt was also visiting. It would be strange if her grandmother didn't get angry.
It's truly a series of interconnected schemes; no wonder she always managed to get the short end of the stick from Sheng Yunzhu before!
“I…” Sheng Yunzhu bit her lip, her face full of shame: “Yes, Fourth Sister is right. It’s all my fault. I only thought that I was the same age as Yangyang, so I rushed to send all the new clothes I made this season to Yangyang. I didn’t think… it was my fault.”
"Then whose fault is it?" Sheng Yunjiao wasn't going to tolerate her!
"Enough!" Old Madam Li glared at Sheng Yunjiao. "Shut up! Who taught you to talk to your sister like that? Where did you learn your manners? Go and copy the family rules ten times, and have your mother bring them to me personally tomorrow!"
“I…” Sheng Yunjiao gritted her teeth, but dared not refute, and could only weakly reply, “Yes, Grandmother.”
Lu Yangyang watched as the people in the room chatted back and forth like they were in a play, which was really noisy.
She asked impatiently, "Is there anything else? If not, don't keep me from going back to sleep. In the future, unless it's something important, it's best not to bother me. I have absolutely no interest in the Sheng family's affairs."
"How dare you!" Old Madam Li shouted.
"The Duke has arrived!" a servant announced.
Lu Yangyang turned and walked out.
She came here to make a statement, and it's best not to bother her unless necessary. After saying that, she didn't want to waste any more time here.
As soon as she reached the door, she felt a sharp gust of wind rushing towards her.
Lu Yangyang instinctively dodged, but the next second, something hit an acupoint on her knee, causing her knee to buckle and one leg to fall to the ground.
She hurriedly turned her head, but her arm was pressed down and twisted forcefully.
They actually dislocated her arm.
Lu Yangyang gritted her teeth, quickly grabbed her arm with her other hand, and gently twisted it back into place.
She leaped up like a nimble monkey and threw a punch at the person who had come at her.
The man was clearly faster than her, and her punch missed him, instead hitting a chair next to her, which shattered with a "crack".
A heavy force slammed into her back, and Lu Yangyang couldn't withstand it, collapsing to the ground with a thud.
Then a hand quickly pressed on her acupoints, and Lu Yangyang was completely disarmed and collapsed.
Even so, she stubbornly turned around and discovered that the one who attacked her was a servant with an extremely ordinary face, not very tall, and even looked somewhat thin.
She stared at the other person in surprise, her eyes narrowing slightly.
Behind the servant stood the tall, stern-faced Duke Sheng.
"You are indeed quite agile, but the Duke's mansion is not a place for you to run wild. There are always people more skilled than you, and the world is vast. If you don't have a sure chance of winning with your mediocre skills, don't embarrass yourself by showing them off. In front of true masters, you are nothing. If you're going to use your amateur skills on your own family, then I won't mind personally teaching you what manners are." Duke Sheng coldly looked at Lu Yangyang, who was lying on the ground, his gaze not that of someone looking at a daughter, but that of someone looking at an object.
Three parts enthusiasm, seven parts careful consideration.
There was absolutely no emotion involved.