The Younger Sister Is Skilled in Literature and Ink, While the Elder Sister Knows a Little Martial Arts

Fu Jin and her younger sister, Fu Yu, transmigrate into ancient times.

The moment they open their eyes, they find themselves in a disastrous situation: their family is about to be robbed of everything. Fu Yu clasps her hands behind her back and starts using her silver tongue to reason with the others. Fu Jin rolls up her sleeves. “A Yu, step aside. I’ll explain my reasoning to them!”

Fu Yu takes a step back and smiles at the clan chief. “My sister knows a little martial arts. Please bear with her.”

When someone at the Duke of Xu’s estate makes snide remarks about the young lady Fu Yu serves, Fu Yu has barely begun to unleash the second level of her silver tongue when Miss Xu plants her hands on her hips. “A Yu, take a break. Let A Jin explain a different kind of reasoning to them!”

With no chance to put her words to use, Fu Yu can only smile at the young lady from the general’s household, who is so furious she’s nearly having a heart attack. “My sister knows a little martial arts. Please be understanding.”

Before long, everyone in the capital knows that the Duke of Xu’s estate has two formidable maids: one with a sharp tongue and one with powerful fists. The young lady of the Duke of Xu’s estate can practically do as she pleases among the noble ladies!

That is, until the two women’s true identities come to light. One is the granddaughter of the Censor-in-Chief, and the other is the legitimate daughter of the Duke Who Defends the Nation.

In the end, when the Crown Prince leads an expedition, Fu Jin is also personally selected to join the battle. Fu Yu looks worried. “My sister only knows a little martial arts. She’ll be fine, right?”

The Crown Prince, Qi An, who transmigrated alongside the sisters, nods. “Well, she only knows a tiny bit of martial arts. What about you? Have you prepared your battle taunts?”

Fu Yu grins slyly. “Don’t worry. They’ll be spitting blood!”