After being reborn, I became the apple of my enemy's eye.

Chapter 109 He Expelled

"Go back. What kind of behavior is it to barge into someone else's yard like this?"

Nan Yunjing spoke rudely and directly ordered them to leave.

He even criticized the little dumpling who was with him.

"You brought this person to your residence without knowing anything about them. What if you were deceived?"

The little dumpling wasn't angry even after being lectured; she still looked at Yan Yun with a smile and retorted to Nan Yunjing, "That's because I know my sister is a good person, and I won't be fooled."

Nan Yunjing, however, said something with a deeper meaning: "Naive."

He looked at the little girl and urged them to leave, "Get out, there's nothing here that you want."

Yan Yun asked Qing'er to help him explain.

"Our young lady is looking for someone. Someone said she was in your courtyard, so we came to find her."

Nan Yunjing didn't speak to Qing'er, but looked at the little dumpling and said, "If you bring people here again in the future, you can't step into this courtyard again."

The little dumpling frowned and tried to whine, "Brother Nan."

Compared to the close relationship between Xiaotuanzi and Nanyun Jing.

Yan Yun was even more anxious. If the woman wasn't Ru Qing's sister, he would have to go find her sister again.

She just wanted to confirm it, but she couldn't say it directly.

As it was getting late, no lanterns were lit at Nan Yunjing's residence, making the surroundings look somewhat eerie.

An attendant stepped forward to remind him.

"Miss, it would be best if you didn't stay here any longer."

Yan Yun didn't intend to force her way in. She had witnessed Nan Yunjing's skills and didn't want her attendants to fight him.

After thinking for a moment, Yan Yun bowed to Nan Yun Jing to say goodbye. She patted the little dumpling's head, very grateful that she had brought them here today.

Nan Yunjing drove them away directly, and Yan Yun had no choice but to leave with the people who had come.

Seeing Yan Yun leave, the little dumpling wanted to follow as well.

She had just turned around when Nan Yunjing grabbed her arm.

"You stop."

The little dumpling turned its head with a pitiful look, blinked at Nan Yunjing, and said, "Brother Nan."

Nan Yunjing saw through her thoughts at a glance.

"Don't try to play tricks on me. Who gave you the right to bring people here so casually?"

The little dumpling looked at him, feeling wronged, "Brother Nan, don't think I don't know you secretly glanced at my sister several times."

She had just finished speaking.

Nan Yunjing clenched his fist and gave her a sharp rap on the head.

His face turned ashen; he felt she was spouting nonsense: "What rubbish are you talking about?"

The little dumpling immediately covered its head, tears welling up in its eyes.

"It's obvious, I didn't lie!"

Nan Yunjing looked at the maid who was following the little dumpling and pushed her over directly: "Take her away quickly and go through the backyard."

The servants immediately stepped forward and took the little dumpling away.

The little dumpling was still indignant.

"It is clearly so."

Nan Yunjing clenched his fist.

The little dumpling immediately shut up.

As Yan Yun walked back, he looked around Nan Yunjing's courtyard.

For Yan Yun, one discovery was that Nan Yunjing's courtyard was completely unguarded, without even a servant.

If Nan Yunjing brought Ru Qing's younger sister back and came here secretly, he might be able to find her.

Yan Yun made up his mind, which is why he left so decisively.

She returned to Zhengyuanli.

They happened to run into the person in charge.

Yan Yun looked at him.

The steward immediately bowed and said, "Miss, you're back."

Yan Yun took Qing'er's hand and led her out. She pointed to the injury on Qing'er's face and demanded an explanation from the steward.

The steward's expression changed slightly, but he simply reported back to Yan Yun.

“Miss, the madam arranges everything in the backyard of the manor; I am merely following orders.”

Upon hearing him push the concubine onto Yan Yun, she turned and walked towards the main hall. She lightly jumped, grabbed the sword hanging in the hall, and rushed towards the steward.

She gripped the hilt of the sword, drew out the sharp blade, and pointed the longsword directly at the steward.

Although the manager was flustered, he remained calm.

"Miss."

The instant he lowered his head, Yan Yun thrust his sword directly at his face.

The manager remained completely still.

Yan Yun's thrusting sword slashed across his cheek.

Everyone present was startled.

Qing'er immediately stepped forward to stop Yan Yun from stabbing further. She grabbed Yan Yun's arm and pleaded, "Miss, you mustn't."

Even though his face was slashed, the steward did not back down an inch. He looked at Yan Yun and said, "If this can appease Miss, please feel free to stab me a few more times."

He felt no fear, so naturally he was not afraid.

Yan Yun stopped first, throwing her longsword to the ground.

The steward then looked at Yan Yun.

"Miss, she's just a maid."

Because the maid had caused such a scene in the mansion, the steward had no choice but to suppress it himself. After all, she was the mistress, so he couldn't directly tell her that she had done something wrong.

I can only say, indirectly, that it's not worth it.

Yan Yun glared at him fiercely, then took Qing'er back to her own courtyard.

There is one thing that is the same as what the steward said.

As for the affairs in the backyard, he was merely following the concubine's orders. He was not the culprit at all. Qing'er was treated this way only because of the concubine.

When Qing'er was taken back to the courtyard by Yan Yun, she couldn't help but cry softly. She naturally understood why Yan Yun treated the steward this way.

"Miss, I am just your maid, I am not worth your concern."

Yan Yun wasn't only after her.

If this were the case in every courtyard, and young maids were to be disfigured, then that would be a mistake in itself.

Yan Yun took out the ointment and gently applied it to Qing'er's wound. Listening to her crying and the steward's fearless face, Yan Yun felt a tightness in her chest. She put down the ointment and went to the concubine's courtyard.

The old woman was somewhat frightened. The steward had already sent someone to tell her about what happened in the front yard.

She decided to stay out of the way and let the other maids deal with Yan Yun.

The concubine was taking a bath inside the room.

The maidservant did indeed stop Yan Yun as the old woman had instructed, saying, "Miss, Madam is taking a bath and it is not convenient for her to see you right now."

Several maids formed a human wall, preventing Yan Yun from getting any closer to the stone steps leading to the room.

Yan Yun simply bent down, picked up a rock from the ground, and smashed it directly at his concubine's door.

The maid hadn't expected her mistress to act this way. In her panic, she couldn't stop her in time and could only cling to Yan Yun, begging for mercy, "Miss, please let us go."

Yan Yun threw a stone that hit his concubine's wooden window, and a commotion came from inside the room.

The concubine's voice was somewhat angry as she questioned who it was.

"Who?"

The maids blocked Yan Yun's way and pleaded, "Miss, please have mercy and let us go."

They were all servants who were at the mercy of the authorities, and no matter who they offended, they never fared well.

"Miss, please."

Those voices were both helpless and pathetic.

Yan Yun was exhausted. It wasn't that she felt sorry for the maids, but that she knew the concubines were on guard today and that she wouldn't be able to see them after all the commotion.

But it doesn't matter.

After all, she came here to tell them that she is no longer a child who can be manipulated at will, and they should not think about treating the people around her casually anymore.

Only when Yan Yun stopped struggling did the maids dare to let go.

Watching Yan Yun leave the courtyard.

The maids knelt on the ground.

"Thank you, miss."

The old woman came out from the side, glanced at the faces of the maids on the ground, and didn't say anything.

"You, get up."

Upon hearing the old woman's words, the maids kneeling on the ground felt as if a weight had been lifted from their hearts, and they stood up.

The old woman warned them coldly, "There's no need to tell Madam about what happened in the courtyard. Don't let Madam be bothered by such trivial matters."

The maids understood immediately.

"Yes."

They immediately returned to their original positions and remained guarding the courtyard.

The nanny pushed open the door and entered the room.

The concubine asked what was happening outside.

The old woman simply said that the maid had kicked a stone.

The concubine frowned after hearing this, "What a bunch of stupid girls."

She looked at the old woman, held out her hand for the old woman to smell, and the old woman leaned in to smell it; the smell was very fragrant.

The old woman nodded in agreement.

"It smells great, but it's not greasy."

The concubine's eyes also revealed confidence.