A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace Chapter 1380 - 1378: Resolve

The one charging at the front let out a massive cry of pain.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

The others were a bit stunned.

But after glancing at the young girl with the raised whip in front of them, they were still full of greed and didn’t back down a bit.

"How dare you touch our boss!"

"I’ll show you just how tough we are right now!"

Shouting about avenging their boss, those squinty little eyes never left the glittering Golden Whip.

The rest of them charged forward simultaneously.

Yue Er coldly swung the whip again, easily lashing it over.

This time, she performed better, bringing down two at once.

One injured a leg, and another injured an arm.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

"It hurts!"

"You little wench, how dare you attack us men! Are you tired of living?!"

The ignored boss at the back stood up now, kicking the two injured in front and cursing.

"What are you standing there for? Go call for reinforcements!"

"Are we just going to let such a big prize slip away?"

The two injured men awkwardly scrambled up and scuttled off.

The boss, bringing along his last uninjured subordinate, gave a sinister smile and slowly closed in.

"Little girl!"

"I see you’re a lady from a wealthy family, surely you wouldn’t want to lose your chastity in our hands!"

"As long as you hand over the Golden Whip obediently, we’ll let you go immediately, no obstruction!"

"Or else... you’ll decide... whether to be our chief’s wife, enjoying the good life, or be with me, experiencing ecstasy and agony!"

Saying this, he revealed a lewd smile.

Yue Er almost threw up.

Being a young girl, she had never heard such things before. Half-understanding, half-confused, but she was still furious.

With clenched fists, her eyes gleamed with an unprecedented cold light.

"You’re asking for death!"

Her voice was icy, much like a demon from hell.

The limping boss was not at all afraid of a little girl’s threat and continued to provoke.

"Oh dear!"

"You have quite a temper; I like it!"

He moved a few steps closer lecherously, scrutinizing her again.

"Hmm... actually... such a spicy little pepper may not be digestible!"

"The madams in Bai Fang Pavilion might like you!"

"Or we can just kidnap you and let your family bring Silver to ransom you, which is also not a bad option!"

The boss contemplated while calculating, lost in his own imagination.

Unnoticed, Ying Luo had quietly slipped behind the thug, holding a large stone.

She shouted.

"Master, run!"

Then put all her strength into hurling the stone at the self-proclaimed boss.

Yue Er twitched her mouth, watching as Ying Luo’s stone missed.

Frustrated, she swiftly lashed her whip like lightning, giving the boss a hard strike.

Then she stepped forward, pulling Ying Luo along and sprinted away.

"Get in the carriage quickly!"

The two hurriedly climbed into the carriage, and Yue Er instructed.

"Hurry up; there are too many of them. They must be in collusion with the nearby bandits. Let’s go and investigate now!"

The coachman quickly drove the carriage forward.

A wounded boss and a useless subordinate couldn’t give chase, left standing helplessly as their prey escaped, stomping their feet in fury.

"No worries, boss! The Master Ying is ahead; they can’t get away if they run there!"

The boss, with a pained heart, gave him a slap in the face.

"Screw your Master Ying; if he snatches the Golden Whip, will he give it to you?"

The subordinate, snapped to reality, seemed to realize that he wouldn’t.

"Fool! We’ve lost a sure thing, and still doing others’ dirty work. I’m so damn unlucky!"

...

The few young ladies in the carriage were still in shock.

Yilan looked furious.

"Those guys all deserve death!"

Chen Weiyu’s face was a bit pale. She wanted to say something comforting but found her heart pounding so hard she couldn’t utter a word.

Finally, she managed to squeeze out.

"Yue Er, I’m sorry we didn’t go down to help you!"

Yue Er was speechless.

"You don’t know martial arts, what would you go down for!"

"Besides, your reputation is more important!"

Chen Weiyu lowered her head, feeling some regret, muttering to herself.

’Yilan is fine, but why do I need a reputation if I’m not getting married?’

Wait, she’s not getting married? When did she have such a shocking thought?

Her mother’s lamenting resurfaced in her mind, making her frown and sigh.

Even if she truly thought that way, what could she do! It’s impossible not to marry.

...

The road ahead became more desolate, and the coachman felt uncertain.

"Master, should we really keep going?!"

Yue Er firmly nodded.

"Of course, it’s a rare chance to leave the palace; I definitely want to rid them completely!"

If worst comes to worst, she still had ten Hidden Guards with her.

They’ve followed her for so many years without showing their skills, which is quite a pity.

In any case, there shouldn’t be any danger.

Except for Yilan and Weiyu by her side.

"Later when I get out, don’t go anywhere, no matter what happens!"

"And you, Ying Luo, I won’t hold you accountable for what happened earlier, but I don’t want it happening again!" she said coldly.

Ying Luo lowered her head: "Yes, Master, I understand!"

Whatever reason it was, she knew the Princess disliked servants making decisions on their own.

Earlier, she just couldn’t hold back.

Yue Er nodded, and the carriage fell silent once more.

The only sounds were the slight sway of the carriage and the rumbling of wheels on the road.

"Yue Er!" Yilan suddenly spoke.

"Do you know who those people are?"

Yue Er shook her head: "I don’t know, but I guess they’re some local hooligans and nearby bandits!"

Yilan was somewhat surprised.

"Aren’t you afraid?"

No matter how high her status, an eleven or twelve-year-old girl facing all this must be scared, right?

Yue Er squeezed her nervous fingers, and with a grin, she said.

"A little!"

"But it doesn’t matter!"

"I’ve been practicing martial arts with my brother all these years and learned horseback archery, it’s not just for fun!"

"Even if I accomplish something, it wasn’t in vain!"

Yilan looked at her with a gaze filled with both envy and admiration, patting Yue Er on the shoulder.

"You know, for the first time, I envy your status as a Princess!"

For someone like her, a County Princess, it was already hard enough to convince her family to let her learn horseback riding, let alone martial arts.

Yue Er smiled lightly.

"What’s there to envy about me?"

"Sometimes I envy you too!"

Chen Weiyu, who had been silent all along, suddenly interjected softly.

"Have you two envied enough? Haven’t you noticed me here yet?"

Yilan turned to give her a playful shove, smiling.

"What are you pondering over, staying quiet for so long, lost in your thoughts!"

Chen Weiyu sighed as if waking from a trance and suddenly asked.

"Yue Er, what do you think... what happens to girls if their reputation is ruined?"

Upon hearing this, their faces turned pale.

"Hey! Why are you suddenly asking this!"

"Yeah, do you have something in mind?"

Chen Weiyu helplessly spread her hands.

"I was just asking, why are you worried!"