He overheard the conversation from outside the courtyard, and as soon as he entered the house, he kicked the three men on the ground one by one, knocking them all to the ground.

"What nonsense are you spouting! Our master is the dignified Prince An. If these words were to reach the ears of the Emperor and his ministers, what would they think? Do you all speak without thinking?"

"You've been serving your master for ten years, don't you know what kind of person he is? If he had such a peculiar habit, why didn't you notice it before, but only now?"

Jiang Chuan jumped up from the ground, pointed at Lu Yuyan and said to Feng Yan, "Then tell me, if he and the Prince didn't have that kind of illicit relationship, why would he be in the Prince's room so late? Why did the Prince want to divorce the Princess? If it weren't for the Princess, Feng Yan, you would have been beaten to death by Consort Duan long ago! Don't you have any gratitude at all?"

Lu Xiaoyun was speechless. It turned out that these three subordinates had imagined so much in a corner they didn't know about.

Do the other secret guards in Prince An's mansion think the same way?

"That's because your master is poisoned and unable to have children. The prince wants to divorce the princess so as not to be a burden to her, understand?" Lu Yuyan roared.

The room suddenly fell silent.

"I'm in this room because I need to detoxify your prince and remove the scars all over his body, do you understand?"

"Your master suffered so many injuries on the battlefield, his body is covered in wounds, don't you know that!"

The expressions of the people inside the room changed simultaneously: "You're saying the prince is poisoned?"

Lu Yuyan took a deep breath: "Yes, I was poisoned ten years ago, and the poison has penetrated deep into my bones."

Feng Yan hurriedly asked, "Mr. Lu, what kind of poison is on my master? Is there an antidote?"

Lu Yuyan sighed and said, "There is no solution yet, so I need to keep a close eye on the prince's condition. But don't worry, it's not life-threatening at the moment, it will just cut off his ability to have children."

Feng Yan stared at Lu Yuyan in disbelief for a long time before saying, "So, because of this, Master wrote a divorce agreement for the Princess, which was then discovered by the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo?"

Lu Yuyan thought to himself, Feng Yan is indeed worthy of being the commander of Zhu Yu's secret guards. He immediately grasped the key point and nodded slowly.

The people inside looked at each other dejectedly.

They misunderstood their master and Mr. Lu.

Jiang Chuan was taken aback, and after a long while, he said, "That's not right. If that's the case, then why did you look so jealous when the prince was preparing clothes for the princess?"

It's just like how my husband talks to other girls a few extra words but doesn't care about me at all.

Lu Yuyan rubbed his forehead. This was indeed difficult to explain, so he could only make something up: "It's because the major families will be attending a banquet tomorrow, and I also want to find a powerful and influential woman to marry. Do you understand?"

Lu Yuyan's temples throbbed: "Also, a few days ago, when the Princess was poisoned and on the verge of death, you all saw how worried the Prince was about her. If she and I had that kind of relationship, do you think the Prince would still be so worried about the Princess?"

Jiang Chuan muttered, "Then maybe the prince likes both men and women..."

Lu Xiaoyun went up and kicked Jiang Chuan, sending him sprawling to the ground: "How dare you! How dare you tarnish my reputation like this! What, do you wish your prince were a homosexual or a bisexual monster?!"

Jiang Chuan immediately knelt down: "Your Highness, I... I know I was wrong..."

"Your head is a complete mush, and you still know where you went wrong! Go back and get twenty lashes, clean the stables for a month, and come back to serve me when you've figured things out. Get out!"

After the others left, Lu Yuyan also got up and left: "Sister, I'm leaving. I'd better not come to this room as often as possible in the future."

Lu Xiaoyun had no choice but to nod.

"The scar removal medication is almost ready. Starting tomorrow, have someone else apply it for you. As for the toxins in your body, I have no clue what to do yet."

Lu Xiaoyun was exhausted. She closed her eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

What kind of mess is this?

"Go back and rest. Tomorrow I will go to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion to pick up Zhu Yu. Wait for me at the palace gate, and we will enter the palace together."

The palace did not issue an imperial decree allowing Consort Duan to go along.

Lu Yuyan nodded silently, glanced at his exhausted older sister rubbing her temples, opened the door and went out.

Outside the courtyard, Feng Yan was waiting.

Upon seeing Lu Yuyan, Feng Yan bowed deeply to the ground, saying, "Mr. Lu."

Lu Yuyan quickly helped Feng Yan up: "Commander Feng, why do you need to make such a grand gesture? We owe you a lot today."

Feng Yan shook his head: "It's my fault as the commander for not managing the brothers under me well, which has caused Mr. Lu to suffer."

Lu Yuyan shook his head with a wry smile and walked towards Zhaoxi Garden with Feng Yan.

"Commander Feng, you wouldn't be waiting for me here just to apologize, would you?"

The two had already reached the entrance of Zhaoxi Garden when Feng Yan stopped and said seriously, "Although what Jiang Chuan and the others said was nonsense, Mr. Lu's relationship with the master is indeed somewhat unusual. You have only known the master for a little over ten days."

He paused for a moment, then slowly said, "And we have been following our master for ten years."

Lu Yuyan touched his nose, thinking to himself, "They've been siblings for over twenty years."

"Everyone says that His Highness Prince An is tyrannical and ruthless, but only those of us who have been by his side for many years know that he is actually a person who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside."

"We, the secret guards, have witnessed our master endure countless hardships to get to where he is today. Mr. Lu, can you imagine that after three days and three nights without food or water, our master and we were so hungry that we had to eat tree bark and mud to fill our stomachs?"

Lu Yuyan lowered his head and remained silent. He knew some of Zhu Yu's past from his elder sister, as well as some things about him, the old emperor, and Consort Duan.

Feng Yan looked up and blinked, forcing back the tears in his eyes: "He is the fourth prince, the Prince of An of the Great Zhou, but in this Great Zhou, even an ordinary commoner may not have suffered as much as he has."

"When he first arrived at the Northern Army, there was almost no good skin on his body. He walked all the way to the Northwest by himself, fighting wild beasts. He was only thirteen years old at the time. When he arrived in the Northwest, it was the dead of winter, and his feet were rotting."

"In his early years with the Northern Army, he was not skilled in martial arts, and others did not know his true identity. He suffered all kinds of humiliation, and his food was often stolen. But he persevered and passed through one rigorous selection process after another. In just six months, he was selected to join the vanguard battalion of the Northern Army."

Lu Yuyan listened quietly.

"Everyone said that Zhu Si was a daredevil, and we couldn't understand why he would work so hard. Whenever we asked him, he would just stay silent."

"You've seen our master's wounds, haven't you? Apart from his face, is there any part of his body that's unharmed? Many of them were inflicted while saving us brothers."