The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Princess Consort Tian was intelligent enough to know that she was giving Princess Consort Mu an out while at the same time pleading for mercy on Hua Jin's behalf.

She was killing two birds with one stone.

Thinking that her words had made sense, Princess Consort Mu conceded, "I shall release this shameless woman on your account, then, Sister."

An Xiaoning was simmering with anger. How dare she bully me in my dream?

The moment she was released from the ropes, she walked toward Princess Consort Mu.

Her lips had already become red and swollen because of the spiciness of the chili.

"Is there anything else you want to say? Are you feeling indignant?" Princess Consort Mu questioned, glaring at her menacingly.

An Xiaoning stopped in her tracks when she was about one footstep away from her. Staring back at her, An Xiaoning said, "There's nothing else I'd like to say, but there's something I have to do."

"Ah!" Before anyone else could react, An Xiaoning grabbed Princess Consort Mu's hair and pinned her down into the ground, giving her a few tight slaps.

The servants hurriedly tried to pull An Xiaoning away. By the time they did, Princess Consort Mu's hair had already become unkempt and she looked extremely disheveled. The excruciating pain in her scalp and on her face sent her into a rage.

"Bring this shameless woman away and beat her to her death!" she ordered.

One of the servants immediately tried to drag An Xiaoning away. Coincidentally, Jin Qingyan returned at this moment.

Upon the sight of him, one of the servants greeted him respectfully, "His Highness!"

His greeting attracted the attention of everyone.

An Xiaoning looked over to see that he was standing at a spot that was not too far away, an icy cold look in his gaze.

Princess Consort Mu decided to tell on An Xiaoning first and bawled loudly, "His Highness, you must stand up for me. She hit me!"

He glared at her coldly before turning around and walking toward An Xiaoning.

He did not look at Princess Consort Tian or bothered to answer Princess Consort Mu. Instead, he picked An Xiaoning up in his arms and carried her away in plain sight.

His actions were just like a tight slap to Princess Consort Mu's face.

His actions spoke louder than words and meant much more than anything else could have.

Princess Consort Mu sank her nails deep into her own flesh and stared at them menacingly, not taking her eyes away even after they'd left.

An Xiaoning was carried into her room where he lowered her onto the bed. She hurriedly covered her mouth because she could sense that her swollen lips were hideous.

"Why are you covering your lips?"

"They're hideous."

"I've seen you at your worst." He pulled her hand away from her mouth and asked, "What's wrong with your lips?"

"Princess Consort Mu stuffed a whole bunch of chilies into my mouth. That's why I decided to hit her. I'm no pushover, and I'm not going to let her bully me," An Xiaoning said truthfully.

He smiled and said, "Yes, good job."

"What kind of a person is Xiao Chenyang?"

"Why would you ask about him all of a sudden?" he asked in astonishment.

"I was just asking casually."

"How am I supposed to answer that?"

"Answer however you'd like."

"There are no words to describe him. Sometimes, he's as goofy as a lunatic, sometimes he's serious and uptight. There are many sides to him, and each side is unique and eccentric," he explained.

An Xiaoning did not expect him to describe Xiao Chenyang in such a manner. "How are things between you two, then?"

"He's closer to me than my blood brother. I believe that's what he feels about me too. He's the only son of his family, and he has three older sisters. He became my junior after acknowledging our master. Well, he's rather stubborn and rarely gives in."

"Who's better at martial arts, then?"

"Me, of course. Otherwise, how could I become his senior? Why do you have so many questions about him tonight?" he asked.

"Nothing. I'm tired, go get some rest."

He stood up and said, "Your clothes are still soaked. Hurry and change out of them. Although it's summertime now, it's still better not to catch a cold. Let's have breakfast together tomorrow morning."

"Sure. By the way, where did Yu Jiao go? Get someone to look for her. I wonder if she was restrained by Princess Consort Mu's servants," she said, kicking her shoes off.

"Alright."

As soon as she finished changing, Yu Jiao opened the door.

Yu Jiao's entire face was swollen, far worse than An Xiaoning's swollen lips.

"Miss…"

She stepped forward and asked, "What happened to your face…?"

Yu Jiao answered with tears in her eyes, "I'm alright. Miss, your lips…"

"That bitch made her servants stuff chilies into my mouth. Do you have any medicine that's meant for reducing swelling?"

"Yes, I'll go get it…"

As soon as she opened the door, a man who was about to knock on the door said, "Miss Jin, His Highness wanted me to send you this medical cream."

"Alright." She took it from his hands and closed the door. She and Yu Jiao proceeded to apply the cream on each other.

They looked like they had been disfigured.

During bedtime, An Xiaoning told her to sleep next to her. However, Yu Jiao was mindful of the difference in their statuses and dared not sleep beside her. Instead, she just stood by the bed.

Seeing that she had suffered as well, An Xiaoning instructed her to get some rest in the other room, after which she closed her eyes.

—

The first thing that Fang Erlan did when she woke up was to check her mobile phone.

She did not receive any missed calls or text messages.

She initially thought that Yan Ge would explain to her about his unfinished words yesterday.

Yet, in reality, he did not.

She was looking forward to his explanation, but not quite either at the same time.

She made herself a simple breakfast.

I already decided it would be better not to know the truth, but what's wrong with my brain? Why is it refusing to listen to me?

Fang Erlan was ill at ease and distracted while having her breakfast.

It seemed her mind could not be put at ease without an answer.

She sucked on the straw and finished the entire carton of milk in one go. She then stood up and finished eating the sandwich in her mouth.

After clearing the plates, she returned to her bedroom to change into a fresh set of clothes and put on some light makeup. It was the hottest day of the summer, and she would begin perspiring the moment she stepped out of the house. Hence, there was no need to put on that much makeup.

Staring at the door opposite, she pressed the doorbell, feeling like her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

Fang Erlan clutched her chest in extreme nervousness.

However, no one answered the door. It's still so early in the morning. Don't tell me he's not home yet?

Unable to contain her eagerness, she pressed the doorbell again.

Still, no one answered.

Fang Erlan sent him a text message that read: "Are you home?"

He replied: "No."

"Is your father alright?"

"He just had a fall, nothing too serious. He'll be fine after recuperating for some time."

Fang Erlan had no idea what to reply to him next.

She typed out her reply, only to erase it before typing it again and erasing it again. After repeating the same action over and over again, she decided to just shut down her mobile phone before entering her house again.

She finally calmed herself down after some pondering.

Seems like we didn't mean the same thing yesterday.