Before long, Zhu Yu fell into a deep sleep.

But he still held tightly to Lu Yucheng's sleeve with one hand, muttering indistinctly, "She's fine, it has nothing to do with her, she's fine..."

Lu Yucheng tried to pull his sleeve out, but it was held too tightly. He tried a few times but couldn't get it out. Afraid of waking people, he had no choice but to cut it off with scissors. He then tucked the blanket around his sister and whispered to Li Feng, "Take good care of your young lady."

Seeing the young master's ashen face and clenched fists, Li Feng panicked and asked, "Young master, where are you going?"

Lu Yucheng glanced at her and said, "Never mind that. When Xiaoyun wakes up, just tell her that I went to find my father."

Li Feng: "..."

She was about to cry, but how come the young lady had fallen asleep? The young master must have gone to settle accounts with Prince An.

It's over.

She rushed off to find the Duke, only to be told by the servants that the Duke and his steward, Uncle Qing, had left the mansion.

Li Feng was extremely anxious. Most of the people in this mansion were the stepmother's people, and she didn't know who else to turn to. So she had no choice but to return to Tongjia Courtyard to stay with Zhu Yu.

Over here, Lu Yucheng came out of Tongjia Courtyard and coldly ordered Luo Wang, who was guarding outside, "Bring my horse over."

Luo Wang shrank back when he saw his young master's terrifying look, as if he wanted to devour someone, and obediently ran to the stable to bring over Lu Yucheng's horse.

Lu Yucheng took the whip from Luo Wang, mounted his horse, and galloped straight towards the Prince An's residence.

Inside the Prince An's residence, Lu Xiaoyun had just come out of Lu Yuyan's Zhaoxi Garden when she heard the steward Yuan Xiu urgently trying to stop her.

“Your Highness, you can’t just barge in like this. Let this old servant go and inform the Prince first.”

Lu Yucheng flicked his riding whip, forcing Yuan Xiu back, and said coldly, "Get out of the way!"

“Young Master Zhenguo, this is extremely disrespectful!” Yuan Xiu took two more steps forward.

Lu Yucheng stopped and looked coldly at Yuan Xiu: "Then let His Highness Prince An go before the Emperor and impeach this young master!"

He said, "Quickly, tell me, where is His Highness Prince An?"

Yuan Xiu took two steps forward, then one step back.

When Lu Yucheng saw his hesitant expression, he understood perfectly well that Prince An had gone to see Lu Yuyan, his male lover!

Lu Yucheng gritted his teeth. He had already asked Li Feng when he came and knew that Lu Yuyan was now living in Zhaoxi Garden, which bordered the front courtyard of Prince An.

When Prince An was first enfeoffed, he and his father happened to be in Shengjing and were invited to a banquet at the Prince's residence.

Although he did not know where Zhaoxi Garden was, he knew where His Highness Prince An lived.

So Lu Yucheng strode over here.

Yuan Xiu was so anxious that he was covered in sweat, wanting to stop him but not daring to.

"Yuan Xiu, you can leave now," Lu Xiaoyun said.

Upon seeing "Prince An," Lu Yucheng recalled the shocking injuries on his sister's back and Old Hong's words, "Not only will he have no offspring, but his lifespan will also be short," and his anger surged to the top of his head.

He took a few quick steps forward and swung his fist at Lu Xiaoyun.

Fortunately, Lu Xiaoyun had been practicing martial arts with Jiang Chuan and others for a while. She dodged to the side, and Lu Yucheng's iron-like fist missed her face, but still hit her left shoulder.

She was hit and staggered back several steps before Xi Yi caught her from behind.

Feng Yan, Xi Yi, Wu Chuan, and Jiang Chuan arrived from all directions, drawing their swords and pointing them directly at Lu Yucheng.

Tensions were high between the two sides.

Lu Yucheng gripped his riding whip tightly, his face ashen as he glared at the "Prince An" who was being protected by the four guards: "Your Highness Prince An is the mighty God of War of the Great Zhou Dynasty, yet you are so heartless as to lay such a heavy hand on a weak woman, and you dare not come out to fight me!"

Lu Xiaoyun's forehead veins throbbed. "Brother, I'm your real sister! You've hit the wrong person!"

Lu Xiaoyun pushed Xi Yi aside and ordered, "You may all leave."

"Your Highness!"

"master!"

The four of them knew that their master no longer possessed much martial arts skill, but the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo was different. He had been personally taught by the Duke of Zhenguo since childhood and possessed superb martial arts skills.

The master is no match for the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo.

"Step back, all of you!" Lu Xiaoyun ordered, and the four of them had no choice but to step back a few steps to the side.

However, they were all extremely vigilant. If Lu Yucheng dared to lay a hand on their master, they would risk their lives to protect him.

Lu Yucheng and Lu Xiaoyun stood two zhang apart, their eyes meeting.

Lu Yucheng's forehead veins bulged, and he was almost unable to control his reason, rushing forward to tear the person in front of him to pieces.

He threw down his riding whip and charged toward "Prince An".

Feng Yan and the other three's expressions changed, and they immediately formed a wall to protect Lu Xiaoyun behind them.

Lu Xiaoyun shouted, "All of you, stand back! Don't you understand what I'm saying?!"

The four men gritted their teeth and stood there motionless. Protecting their master was a duty ingrained in their very bones as secret guards.

Seeing Lu Yucheng throw away his riding whip, they all threw their swords to the ground as well.

Upon hearing the commotion, almost all of the guards and personal guards of Prince An's mansion mobilized and surrounded the entire front courtyard.

Feng Yan's injuries have not fully healed, and he cannot use his internal energy for three months.

But today, he absolutely cannot allow the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo to harm his master in any further way.

Lu Xiaoyun walked past the four people and stood in front of Lu Yucheng: "Young Master Zhenguo, this matter is not what you think. There is a misunderstanding. If you are willing to calm down, I will explain it to you in detail."

Lu Yucheng gave a cold laugh, his voice trembling: "Your Highness, what is there left to say between us? I respected you as a man of principle, but I never expected you to be so cruel to my sister!"

"Do you know what the doctor said? He said she has no children and her lifespan is short!"

Lu Xiaoyun clenched her hands tightly behind her back.

Feng Yan and the others lowered their heads silently.

Consort Duan rushed over with Chunfang, and seeing the tense atmosphere between the two sides, she immediately felt uneasy.

She and Chunfang went to the villa last night to handle Zhang Mama's funeral arrangements, and only returned to the manor at noon today. As soon as she entered the manor, she heard that the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo had taken the princess away.

Before they could even ask what had happened, they heard from the servants that the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo had attacked.

"The heir of the Duke of Zhenguo." She stepped out from the crowd and walked up to Lu Yucheng.

Lu Yucheng was startled, never expecting that he had alarmed Consort Duan.

He hurriedly bowed and said, "Your humble servant greets Your Highness, the Noble Consort."

But his voice was really cold and hard.

Consort Duan smiled gently and said, "Yesterday, I heard from Yu'er that the Duke of Zhenguo and his son had returned to Shengjing, so I thought I would have Yu'er take Xiaoyun back to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion after the palace banquet tomorrow. Some things happened during their wedding days, and you and the Duke of Zhenguo were not in Shengjing, so the wedding visit was delayed."

"Now that you're back, it's the perfect time to let the two of them go back for a visit, since it's still the holiday season."