"Your Highness Illya, my mother-in-law dedicated her youth and devoted herself to the princess's mansion. There is hard work even if there is no credit, right?"
In the hall of the princess's mansion, a middle-aged man with a sinister face was pointing at Illya and shouting, spittle flying, "What mistake did she make that made you treat her so cruelly?"
The speaker's name was Bindahua. He was the husband of Aunt Kara, the fat cook from before, and he was also a famous blacksmith in the area.
The princess and the blacksmith are said to have very different statuses and do not belong to the same class at all.
However, it can be seen from Bindahua's fierce words and aggressive attitude that he has no respect or fear for Her Royal Highness Princess Illya, and the following criminal behavior is obviously not the first time it has happened.
"Uncle Bindawar."
The cowardice in Illya's eyes flashed away, and she tried her best to keep her voice calm, "Aunt Kara is not qualified to be the cook of the princess's house, so I asked her to go home. That's all, there's nothing to talk about. Be cruel or not.”
"Insufficient ability? What a joke!"
Seeing that Ilia, who had always been a coward, did not flinch, Bindahua became more and more excited, spittle flying everywhere, "My mother-in-law has been a cook for more than ten years, how come I never heard of her lack of ability before, and now she suddenly gets... What is this talking about, if it’s not to deliberately make things difficult?”
"Uncle Bindahua, I just returned home today, and this is the meal Aunt Kara prepared for me."
Illya pointed to the "four dishes and one soup" on the table, and her tone became colder, "Do you think this is the food that a princess of a country should have?"
"Your Highness Illya, you have a special status."
Bindahua glanced across the table, his face suddenly darkened, and he said sadly, "It would be inappropriate to compare it with an ordinary princess, right?"
"Is it?"
Illya's pretty face turned pale with anger, and she couldn't help but said coldly, "Since you think I'm not worthy of the title of princess, and I think Aunt Kara is not capable, what more can you say, let's break up, wouldn't it? Just right?"
"That's unreasonable!"
Bindahua was not willing to give up. He immediately opened his voice and shouted hysterically, "My mother-in-law has dedicated her best years to the princess's mansion. Now that she is old and her physical strength is not as good as before, you can't even do it." You didn't even say anything, so you just sent her away? How can anything be so cheap in the world?"
"Confession? Over the past year or so, Aunt Kara has misappropriated a lot of money that my brother sent to my house. How dare you come here and ask me to express it?"
Even the clay figurine was angry. Illya was a princess after all. She couldn't help but lose her temper after being provoked by a blacksmith again and again. She simply said with a straight face, "Anyway, I have made up my mind. If you are not convinced, just go ahead." It’s time to file a complaint in the palace, Uncle Sparta, see the guests off!”
"Bindahua, His Highness has issued an order to expel guests."
Sparta had already turned blue with anger when he heard the words "special status" coming from Bindahua's mouth. He had been gearing up for a long time. Now that he had received the order, he hesitated. He flashed and appeared in front of the blacksmith. In front of him, he grabbed his collar, lifted him into the air, and said with a sneer, "You'd better go back obediently. If you don't know how to behave again, don't blame me for being violent."
Your mother-in-law has already been violent, okay?
Being caught in the hands of the strong man, Bindahua was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat and kicked his legs wildly. He finally remembered that the man in front of him seemed to have a gentle temper, but in fact he was a high-ranking master of the heavenly wheel. He was far from being able to provoke him as a blacksmith. His face He couldn't help but look pleading. Where was the arrogance from before?
If this happens, my reputation in the imperial capital will become even worse, right?
Illya sighed softly, knowing that after today, she would definitely get a bad reputation for allowing her subordinates to bully the weak people, and her already bad image would probably plummet even further.
Any other member of the Golden Clan would not have such trouble.
Just because no ordinary people have the courage to provoke people from the golden clan.
The only exception is Illya.
She may be barely considered half of the Golden Clan, but who would be afraid of a weak girl who has no power and is even spurned and hostile by the entire Golden Clan?
That's all, so what if you're notorious?
My reputation wasn't much better anyway.
It's enough for any ordinary person to bully me! These days are enough!
However, when she thought about it, Illya immediately felt calm and felt that her reputation and image were all just a cloud.
She didn't know when she started, but she suddenly realized that it no longer mattered what everyone in the imperial capital thought of her.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, sister Illya, it's not good to bully others with your power."
At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly sounded from outside the courtyard, "Treating the people like this will destroy the reputation of our golden clan."
Before he finished speaking, three figures slowly walked in from outside the courtyard.
The one in the middle of the three people is a young woman who looks about twenty-two or three years old. She has a delicate appearance, but her face is full of unruly color. She has long golden hair and an exquisite emerald-colored dress surrounded by Full of gold rims, the attire shows nobility.
With such distinctive appearance features, the identity of this woman is already evident.
To her left and right were two middle-aged men with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and extraordinary weapons.
Both of them wore long swords on their waists and had strong auras on their bodies. They both obviously had good cultivation levels.
"Josephine, what are you doing here?"
The moment she saw the woman, Illya's pretty face turned grim, "You are not welcome here."
"Sister Illya, it's really sad for you to talk like this."
The blond woman whom she called "Josephine" covered her lips with her bare hands and giggled, "Sister, I heard that my sister is back, but she came all the way to take care of you."
"Is it?"
Illya sneered and said, "Then I really have to thank you."
"What's the point of being polite between you and me, sisters?"
A cold light flashed in Josephine's eyes, and she said with a half-smile, "I just didn't expect that when I came here, I would meet your evil slaves doing wantonly and bullying the people. It's really disappointing."
"This is my business."
Illya said coldly, "I won't bother you."
"That won't work. Now you are the future empress of the empire."
Josephine was smiling, but her eyes were as cold as ice, "Every word and action represents the face of the Golden Clan."
"Empress?"
Illya was stunned when she heard this, "What kind of female emperor?"
"It seems that my sister still treats her as an outsider."
The smile on Josephine's face gradually became ferocious, and her eyes became sharper, "Since you don't have time to restrain your own evil slave, let your sister do it for you. Who wants us to have a good relationship? Qiao Qi!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the man named "Qiao Qi" standing to her left had already jumped up, and his whole person turned into a shadow. With lightning speed, he instantly appeared in front of the strong man Sparta, raising his hand. It was a palm that slapped him hard in the face.
Spiritual Lord!
Feeling the terrifying aura on Qiao Qi's body, Sparta couldn't help but feel shocked. He quickly let go of Bindahua's right hand and was about to retreat.
"Snapped!"
However, before he could take a step forward, a powerful aura of spiritual master was already under his hood. The strong man felt his whole body stiffen, and immediately lost the ability to move. He was slapped in the face by Qiao Qi, and his whole body was shaken. Like an arrow from the string, it shot backwards quickly and hit the courtyard wall hard.
"Uncle Spartan!"
Illya's beauty suddenly turned pale, and she quickly rushed to Sparta's side. She squatted down to investigate the situation with concern, but saw that the strong man was already half-conscious. She immediately became angry and raised her head to stare fiercely. Josephine, "You, how dare you allow your men to hurt people in my house?"
"Hunting someone?"
A trace of contempt flashed in Josephine's eyes, "Sister, I just taught a bad slave a lesson, why should I hurt others?"
"Lord Josephine! Lord Josephine!"
The blacksmith Bindahua deeply hated Elijah for doing something to him. Once he regained his freedom, he rolled on the ground and crawled at Josephine's feet. While banging his head and kowtowing, he begged loudly, "You have to make decisions for the little people." ah!"
"Don't worry. I, the Golden Clan, have been in charge of the empire for I don't know how many years. We have always loved our people like our own children."
Josephine rolled her eyes and her tone suddenly became extremely gentle, "What happened just now was because sister Illya was not strict in controlling her. She will naturally apologize to you."
"Apologize?"
Illya seemed to have heard a fantasy and looked at her like an idiot and said, "You hurt Uncle Sparta and you still want me to apologize? Are you afraid you haven't woken up yet?"
"It seems that sister Illya hasn't woken up yet. She is probably confused by this evil slave."
Josephine pursed her lips at Qiao Qi, "Qiao Qi, please rescue my good sister from the hands of the evil slave!"
"yes!"
Qiao Qi nodded, then stepped forward with his right leg and strode in the direction of Sparta, exuding endless killing intent, as if he wanted to kill the strong man.
"you dare!"
Illya was shocked, and she quickly opened her arms, blocking Sparta like a hen protecting her chicks, and glared at Qiao Qi.
However, Qiao Qi turned a blind eye to her anger. With a slight sway on his feet, he bypassed Illya's guard in an instant and appeared in front of Sparta. He raised his hand and punched the strong man in the chest. .
"stop!"
Seeing that she was completely unable to stop Qiao Qi, Illya was so anxious that tears burst out of her eyes, and a deep feeling of powerlessness could not stop welling up in her heart.
Of course she knew that Josephine was deliberately humiliating her.
However, she could not bear the pain of losing Sparta even more.
After all, for a long time, the strong man was almost the closest person to her, playing the role of father and friend.
I apologize!
Just when Illya was about to spit out these three words, a hand as white as jade came out of nowhere and grabbed Qiao Qi's menacing fist.
"Crack!"
What followed was a crisp sound of bones breaking.
