I Became the Eye Candy: Four Bigshots Claimed to be My Dad?

The maids didn’t dare to move.

With a flash of his sword, Luo Xuan sliced off a lock of hair from the top of each maid’s head, leaving their hair in disarray.

"The Young Miss has given you an order. Go. If you hesitate, the next slash will take your heads," Luo Xuan said coldly.

"Ahhh...!"

The maids shrieked, nearly collapsing in terror.

"Luo Xuan, rein it in. If you scare them to death, who’s going to get me food and wine?"

Luo Xuan sheathed his sword.

"Go on. Remember, I want the best food and finest wine. If I find out it’s not the best..." Ye Qianning paused, then smiled. Her voice was light and airy. "I’ll have your entire family’s heads."

At these words, one of the maids gave a choked gasp and fainted.

The other fell to her knees, kowtowing. "Yes, yes, of course."

The corner of Luo Xuan’s mouth twitched. ’And the Young Miss said *I* was the scary one,’ he thought. ’I’m much gentler by comparison.’

"Go on, hurry up. I’m getting hungry." ’As long as one’s still conscious, that’s all that matters.’

"Yes, yes." The maid used a chair to pull herself up and stumbled out the door.

Ye Qianning nestled in her chair, pressing her temples. The sounds of fighting from the front courtyard continuously reached her ears. The gap between a general’s guards and a civil official’s was immense, after all.

Her old man’s Hidden Guards were all trained on the border battlefields. Once they stepped onto the field of battle, every one of them radiated an intimidating aura, like gods of slaughter.

The guards of the Prime Minister’s residence were another story. While their skills weren’t bad, they lacked the scent of blood and killing intent.

There was no suspense whatsoever when the two groups of guards clashed.

The Hidden Guards swiftly dealt with the residence guards and headed for the main hall. At the same instant, the sound of hurried footsteps and angry shouts reached Ye Qianning’s ears.

’The matriarch has arrived.’

With a languid expression, Ye Qianning propped her head on her hand, a wide smile on her face as she watched a group of men and women in splendid attire enter the room.

"Who are you, to dare openly provoke the Prime Minister’s residence?"

A woman in her forties entered the room. When she saw the person occupying the host’s seat, her face immediately darkened.

Ye Qianning glanced over. The woman was heavyset and dripping with jewels. The most striking was the emerald on her finger. ’Not bad,’ she thought. ’A fine piece.’

She was supported by two young ladies, one in her twenties and the other about seventeen or eighteen. Judging by the elder’s hairstyle, she was already married. That must be the Prime Minister’s eldest daughter, Gao Yunqin.

Gao Yunqin’s husband was the Princely Heir of the Yunnan Marquis’s estate, a known social climber.

The one who was seventeen or eighteen must be the Prime Minister’s third daughter, Gao Yunyue. The Emperor himself had decreed her marriage. Her betrothed’s family was rather interesting—he was Gu Yuan, son of the Gu family’s fourth master, Gu Xichao. That made her the future granddaughter-in-law of Old Man Gu.

"This is the Young Miss of the General’s Residence," Luo Xuan stated coldly.

’The Young Miss of the General’s Residence?’

Madam Gao recalled something. The young lady from General Xiang’s residence was the one who had been making a name for herself recently—and she was also the personal disciple of the head of Lou Mountain Academy.

"So, it’s the bastard child the General’s Residence left behind in the countryside."

Before Madam Gao could speak, Gao Yunyue piped up.

"They say the Capital City is full of powerful nobles and strict etiquette. But it’s only now, having entered the Prime Minister’s residence, that I can see what a wonderful job the Prime Minister’s wife has done raising her daughters," Ye Qianning said, giving a thumbs-up in mock praise.

Gao Yunyue’s face instantly turned beet red. "You little bastard, how dare you mock me!"

"’Little bastard’?" Ye Qianning turned to Luo Xuan. "Who’s that? Do you know?"

Luo Xuan said nothing, simply pointing a large hand.

Ye Qianning immediately turned to Gao Yunyue, a look of sudden, innocent realization on her face. "Oh, so your name is Little Bastard? The Prime Minister and his wife must be truly learned to come up with such a brilliant name."

"You’re the little bastard! You are!"

"And who is Little Bastard calling for?"

"Little Bastard is calling for you!"

"Exactly. Little Bastard is calling for me. So, Little Bastard, did you need something?"