Nangong Qianxi was both furious and anxious. On the surface, she seemed to live a glamorous life in the Nangong Family, but in reality, she held no status.
No matter how capable she was, she was completely suppressed by her family's patriarchal views.
Especially when she was around Nangong Zhi, the family heir, she was treated no differently than a common maidservant.
He was always either yelling orders or berating her, never showing her the slightest bit of consideration.
Even so, she didn't dare let any harm come to Nangong Zhi.
She protected him with all her might.
At that moment, Sima Yue turned around, clasped his hands in a salute toward Ouyang Chen, and said,
"Brother Ouyang, please, for my sake, spare him this once."
"Hmph!"
Just as Ouyang Chen moved his foot away, Nangong Qianxi executed a feint to dodge Feng Moxi's attack and rushed over.
Medicine in hand, she began to gently apply it to Nangong Zhi. "Ah, ow, it hurts! You idiot, be gentle!"
