"You? Ha ha!"

Grand Master Ji looked down at Fu Jiujiu with disdain, "This old man has no time to play house with a child."

Fu Jiujiu said faintly, "Then let's get serious."

“Swords and blades have no eyes, they can hurt you. You cry and wail and go to complain. This marquis doesn't want to cause this kind of trouble.”

"Accept defeat gracefully. If you lose, go tell the Emperor yourself. How embarrassing that would be." Fu Jiu Jiu smiled sweetly.

Lord Ji looked coldly at Fu Jiujiu. Although from Ji Hu's description, this girl wasn't much of a troublemaker, her two maidservants also answered to her, so she couldn't be separated from them.

He clenched his fists, “Who are you a disciple of?”

Fu Jiu Jiu thought of her master. He didn't have any renown in the martial world, probably a person who was indifferent to fame and fortune. She also didn't feel comfortable revealing it, so she just said, "I'm just practicing casually."

"Hahaha... Just practicing and you dare to lay your hands on an old man, such big mouth!..." Duke Ji looked at Fu Jiujiu, "Have you thought this through? If you are really injured, I won't care."

Of course, if I were lucky enough to win the Marquis…

"That's impossible, but rest assured, this old man isn't like you little girls, crying over a scratch. Come on!"

Lord Ji's fists clenched, cracking like thunder as he prepared to strike.

Fu Jiujiu was about to step forward when Nian Xia and Yanyu each grabbed one of her arms, pulling her back.

"My Lady, we shouldn't. Let's just go," Nian Xia said. Although she had a lively personality, she never retreated in crucial moments and would always stand in front of Fu Jiujiu when trouble arose.

Even Yanyu nodded, "Let's just do it."

No, Yanyu, I'll go. Your beloved is still waiting for you to return.

Nian Xia was holding onto the heart of a death knell. This time, Lord Ji wasn't as easy to deal with as Ji Long and Ji Hu.

This person is cunning and deceitful, and his martial arts skills are not bad either.

Since he came looking for me, he's here to kill me.

In the midst of smoke and rain, she and Nian Xia had been together since childhood, never parting ways. Their bond was even closer than that of sisters.

Fu Jiujiu looked at the two people and was deeply moved, "What are you two doing? Don't disturb Lord Ji's mood."

She winked at the two people.

"Go now, if you don't listen I'll make you miss dinner!"

Yan Yu and Nian Xia still didn't want to let go, but Fu Jiujiu's eyes were very determined.

"Who are you people, talking so much?"

Fu Jiujiu turned back, "I'll come. What are their identities? They don't even have the qualifications to spar with you."

Fu Jiujiu strode forward, "Lord Hou, are we comparing fists and feet, or bringing our men?"

"Suit yourself, old man wouldn't want people to say I bully you, a little kid."

Fu Chou Chou chuckled coldly, "Actually, isn't that the case?"

He relied on the merits of several generations to pressure himself. If he didn't fight him, there was no way to leave. The situation when Yanyu and Niànxià took action was different.

To lose is to die.

If he wins, Lord Ji will take advantage of the situation.

Rather than watching the two of them go to their deaths, Fu Jiu decided to fight herself. After all, she was a county princess; if she were truly injured, there would be plenty of people to protect her.

Even if Yuyan and Xiǎxia wanted to protect him, their low status meant they wouldn't be able to. Considering Emperor Chengde's actions, no one could save him.

"Lord Ji, then let's begin."

"Great!"

Lord Ji's eyes flashed with malice, and he struck first, without a word of courtesy. "Little girl, I'll show you what I'm capable of."

Fu Jiu Jiu's body is flexible, and under Hua Ning Xue's tutelage, her bodily flexibility is very high.

Ji Houye then launched a heavy blow, his fists like thousands of pounds, smashing towards Fu Jiujiu.

Fu Jiujiu couldn't even imagine it. If she were hit by those fists, she wouldn't die but would definitely lose half her life.

She nimbly dodged, fluttering up and down.

"Hmph, you have some skill, but it's all just show." Lord Ji said coldly.

Niàn Xià was in a panic, "What are we going to do, the county princess can't beat him!"

The smoke and rain were still relatively calm, but Fu Jiu Jiu secretly broke out in a cold sweat for herself. "Don't panic first," she said. "Forget about the fact that Miss Jun was the one who beat Prince An before."

“How can you compare them?” Nian Xia was so anxious she was about to cry. “Prince An is just a drunkard who eats and sleeps all day, while Marquis Ji has been on the battlefield and killed countless enemies. If there’s anything that happens to the county princess, I will have to die with her!”

Nian Xia's voice trembled, "She was protecting both of us."

In the misty rain, the county princess treated them with deep affection and loyalty, never treating them as servants. She would always share any delicious food or fun activities with the two of them.

The Fu family also treated the two of them like their own kin.

"No, Your Highness wouldn't do something without being sure. She hasn't shown her true strength yet."

Ji Rong watched the old and young fight, only taking a few steps back with her maid, for fear of harming innocents.

And she was quiet at this time, so she had little presence.

Currently, Fu Jiaojiao is still managing well. While poisons and concealed weapons are an option, they would only be used as a last resort. After all, this person holds great authority within the military. Employing underhanded tactics would inevitably cause chaos and create significant complications.

Master Ji was also pondering to himself. After dozens of moves, the young girl was still relaxed. He realized that this girl wasn't arrogant, but truly had some skill. She must have been guided by a master.

"Girl, who is your master?" Duke Ji asked again.

Fu Jiujiu curled her lips, "There are three people walking together, there must be my teacher. If you want to ask about my master, there are many."

"Slick tongue." Grandmaster Ji's gaze was fierce, "If that's the case, then this old man will show no mercy..."

"Fu Jiujiu flashed a bright smile, "Then I'll use the remaining ninety percent of my power."

"What a big mouth you have. Come on, show me what you've got." Lord Ji said loudly.

Fu Jiujiu's movements were agile. Taking advantage of Lord Ji's fierce attack, she flipped up and down, delivering a kick to Lord Ji's face.

Her embroidered shoes were hollowed at the soles, and with this stomp she used a lot of force. The Marquis's face instantly sported several prints in the shape of plum blossoms.

Lord Ji was kicked in the face by a young girl. This was a great humiliation, he was furious instantly, and with a turn of his body, he drew a knife from one of his attendants.

Fu Jiujiu just waited for him to use his weapon.

"Since you're using weapons, I can't go empty-handed either."

Before Lord Ji could speak, Fu Jiujiu, like a magician, produced a needle from her palm.

Nian Xia and Yan Yu had long been accustomed to this.

"Embroidery needle?"

Fu Chi-Chiu giggled, "This isn't an ordinary needle, you know."

As they spoke, Marquis Ji's saber swung straight toward Fu Jiujiu's face.

Fu Jiaojiao braced her feet, took a few steps back, and then shot out a needle.

The delicate embroidery clashed against the massive blade, producing a faint ringing sound as sparks flew. Lord Ji felt a numbing sensation shoot up his arm.

His face turned pale in an instant.

This little baby is so amazing!

First published on the website of Traditional Chinese novels.