"Miss, what happened? Who is that man? And who are you? Who are they going to marry me off to?"

Zhu Yu stood up and glanced at her indifferently: "Send her out of the city."

“Hey…” Cao’er was about to pull Zhu Yu when Qi Yu stopped her, and Cao’er’s greasy hand missed its mark.

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. Knowing too much won't do you any good."

"But……"

Qi Yu tossed her a money pouch and a set of cloth clothes: "If you don't want to die, watch your mouth."

Upon receiving the silver, Cao'er immediately nodded vigorously.

Qi Yu followed Zhu Yu out of the house: "Miss?"

Zhu Yu took a deep breath: "It's okay."

Upon returning to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, he saw Lu Xiaoyun and Zhu Dan working together to get his brother drunk. He glared at Lu Xiaoyun with a resentful look in his eyes.

Lu Xiaoyun immediately backed down, chuckled, and put down her wine glass: "That can't interfere with Young Master Lu's wedding night."

When Zhu Dan saw his fourth brother arrive, he knew that he was doing this for Yun'er. In front of the two of them, he had already transformed into a sarcastic persona. He chuckled and put down his wine cup.

Lu Yucheng breathed a long sigh of relief and gave his younger sister a grateful look.

His gaze lingered on "my sister" and "Prince An" for a moment, then he smiled helplessly, fearing that his sister would eventually fall into Prince An's hands.

"How is it?" Lu Yucheng asked his younger sister in a low voice.

Zhu Yu nodded: "Brother, don't worry. I've already had someone send him out of the city. He's just a little beggar and doesn't know much."

Lu Yucheng nodded and patted Zhu Yu's head: "My little sister is becoming more and more sensible."

Zhu Yu pouted and let Lu Yucheng rub his head.

Sigh, there's nothing I can do about it; he's my brother-in-law.

Late last night, Feng Yan delivered a message that the people they had planted in the Third Prince's residence had learned that Zhu Chen was going to create chaos on Shengyang Street and take advantage of the chaos to replace Qi Wanting with this beggar.

The beggar's height was indeed similar to Qi Wanting's, and because his face was covered by a veil, it was easy to miss him if you didn't look closely.

Zhu Chen's wickedness lay not only in replacing the bride, but also in sending Qi Wanting to the dozen or so vagrants in the dilapidated temple in the south of the city, so that they could abuse her.

The one who devised this plan for Zhu Chen was none other than Zhu Chen's concubine, Xu, the daughter of a merchant.

Because Xu slandered Xie Xinru, Zhu Chen wanted to kill her.

In order to save her own life, she devised such a vicious scheme for Zhu Chen.

Since that was the case, after Zhu Chen left the mansion to attend the wedding banquet at the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, the two of them sneaked into the backyard of the Third Prince's mansion, kidnapped Xu Shi, changed her into a wedding dress, and sent her to those refugees.

Both he and Qi Yu were top-notch experts. It would be easy for them to bypass the guards of the Third Prince's residence, drug Xu Shi, and kidnap her.

This is why, so late yesterday, the Duke of Zhenguo and Lu Yucheng wanted to invite him to their study to discuss this matter.

...

When Zhu Chen led his chief guard to the dilapidated temple in the south of the city, the refugees had just finished venting their anger.

More than ten torches were lit inside, illuminating the entire dilapidated temple as bright as day.

The Xu family member on the ground was ashen-faced, barely alive, without a single piece of clothing, and the area beneath him was a bloody mess.

The first person the refugees saw was the head guard. One of them, with his trousers pulled up, ran up to him with a fawning expression: "Sir, how did we do? Are you satisfied? Hehe, you know what, this woman's taste is completely different from that little beggar's. She has a delicate orchid fragrance that makes us feel very intoxicated."

"Exactly, her body is so supple, tsk tsk."

He stretched out another dirty hand: "You said you'd give us some money to leave Shengjing afterward, did you bring it?"

The other dozen or so refugees also looked at the captain of the guard with fawning expressions, seeking praise.

They never expected such a good thing: they could sleep with a woman and get money. The key was that although the woman wasn't exceptionally beautiful, she had a graceful figure and skin so tender it looked like you could squeeze water out of it.

The head guard turned pale, unable to bear looking at the Xu family member on the ground, who had been tortured beyond recognition.

Zhu Chen rushed in and saw that Madam Xu was barely alive. Her body was covered in filth, and her once jade-like body was now covered with black finger marks on her chest, abdomen, thighs, and other parts of her body.

Although she was just a concubine, Xu's body always made him unable to resist. Moreover, her mother's family was extremely wealthy. Upon seeing this scene, he became like an enraged lion, with the veins on his forehead seemingly about to burst out of his skin.

His eyes were bloodshot as he roared, "Kill them all! Kill them! Chop them into mincemeat and feed them to the dogs!"

The refugees trembled with fear. Just hours earlier, someone had promised them money to leave Shengjing if they defiled the woman who would be sent to them later, dressed as a bride.

But in the blink of an eye, they not only denied everything, but also tried to kill them.

There's no such logic in this world.

So they fled in panic.

But how could they possibly be a match for Zhu Chen's guards? In an instant, the dozen or so refugees who had just vented their bestiality on Xu Shi were all killed by the guards brought by Zhu Chen.

A strong stench of blood permeated the dilapidated temple.

The nauseating smell of blood filled the air, and Xu Shi, lying on the ground, trembled. She slowly turned her head to look at Zhu Chen, who was furious and seemed about to go mad.

"Your Highness..." Two lines of tears streamed down her face, "I killed the Third Prince's Consort, so this is how you treat me, is this it?"

Zhu Chen turned his head away from Xu Shi, as that was his humiliation, his face frosty and cold: "No."

The head guard gritted his teeth and took off his coat to cover her, while Xu's own clothes had long been torn to shreds by the group of refugees.

She stopped looking at Zhu Chen and stared blankly at the Buddha statue, which was covered in cobwebs, had a compassionate face, and was peeling paint.

Beneath this Buddha statue, which is meant to save all sentient beings, she was violated, and at this very moment, beneath this same Buddha statue, more than ten people have become victims of violence.

The guards dragged the bodies of the refugees out, leaving only Zhu Chen and Xu Shi behind, and the dilapidated temple fell silent.

Suddenly, Xu let out a low laugh, which grew louder and louder, sending chills down one's spine. Almost every hair on Zhu Chen's body stood on end.

He turned around, walked up to her, and wanted to touch her, but ultimately felt disgusted and withdrew his hand.

Madam Xu knew what Zhu Chen wanted. He had married her and doted on her so much because of the money she had. But now she was about to die, and only she knew how to get that money out.

Even at this crucial moment, he still came to see her one last time, wasn't it all for the large sum of money in her hands?

Madam Xu turned to look at him. She thought that as long as Zhu Chen was still willing to hug her, or even just touch her lightly, she would give him all the money her father and brothers had left her.

As long as he's still willing to hug her.

Tell me, who brought you here?

"Will you avenge me?" Xu asked rhetorically.

Zhu Chen paused for a moment, then said, "Yes."