Young and vigorous, Xiao San's lust burned like a raging fire. He disregarded Qiao Qing's physical condition and indulged himself to the fullest.

More than an hour later, Xiao San wrapped the unconscious Qiao Qing in a blood-stained sheet, picked her up, and carried her to the back door. He took her directly back to his home and threw her onto a tattered bed.

After changing into clean clothes, Xiao San headed straight for the gleaming silver shop without hesitation.

Upon arriving at the gleaming silver shop, Xiao San went straight to the Duan family and said without any pretense, "Your daughter just came to my house, and we've already consummated our marriage. She won't be coming home again, because today is our wedding day."

Having said that, Xiao San took out a white handkerchief embroidered with lotus flowers from his pocket; it belonged to Qiao Qing. The handkerchief was stained with blood, clearly indicating that they had just had a passionate encounter.

Duan Dayi and Duan Gang were stunned as if struck by lightning when they heard Xiao San's words.

They never imagined that their daughter would so rashly have physical intimacy with Xiao San, and even decide not to come home.

This shocked and frustrated them, because if Qiaoqing married into the Xiao family without any explanation, she would probably suffer endless hardships in the future.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Madam Ma's mind raced with countless thoughts.

She realized that what's done is done, and there was no point in regretting it.

So she composed herself and gently scolded, "Why are you two children so impatient?"

Seeing this, Xiao San not only showed no remorse, but arrogantly replied, "She saw that I am now the Prime Minister's attendant, and that the Prime Minister will arrange for me to be a minor official next year. So, she couldn't wait to loosen her belt and take the initiative to consummate the marriage with me."

Upon hearing this, Madam Ma's face lit up with a smile as bright as spring flowers. She exclaimed with delight, "Good son-in-law! Your promising future is truly a source of great pride for us. In that case, we will certainly send the dowry to the Xiao family in grand style!"

Xiao San's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smug smile.

He surveyed the Duan family with a condescending, arrogant gaze, then said unhurriedly, "Hmm, that's more like it. However, the dowry alone isn't enough; you'll need to prepare more gifts for my family."

As he spoke, Xiao San pointed to the various exquisite pieces of jewelry displayed in the shop, muttering to himself, "This set is for my mother, this set is for my eldest sister-in-law, this set is for my second sister-in-law, this set is for my younger sister..."

With each word he spoke, a fine layer of sweat would appear on Duan Dayi's forehead; these words struck his heart like a heavy hammer.

While Zhao Canchen was taking a shower, Lin Yajun quietly slipped into the space.

Upon entering the space, Lin Yajun eagerly turned on the video, her eyes glued to the screen, afraid of missing a single detail. When she saw the entire process of Qiaoqing's humiliation, she was first overwhelmed with intense shock.

She simply couldn't believe that the Prime Minister of the dynasty could be so shameless! Lin Yajun stared wide-eyed at the Prime Minister in the video, his ugly face filled her with utter disgust.

When she saw Qiaoqing's attempt to harm her, only to ultimately suffer the consequences, Lin Yajun couldn't help but laugh. "Serves her right!" she said softly, her tone laced with mockery and glee.

Lin Yajun continued watching the video when she suddenly heard a guard tell the Prime Minister, "The Duke has killed the Imperial Son-in-Law." These words struck her like a thunderbolt, and her smile instantly became even brighter.

"Haha, what a dog-eat-dog world!" Lin Yajun muttered to herself. "I hope they fight even harder!" She prayed silently, hoping that this dog-eat-dog farce would escalate.

Lin Yajun suddenly remembered what Zhao Canchen had told her last night, and a surge of hatred for the Duke of Enguo's mansion welled up in her heart.

According to Zhao Canchen, the Duke of Enguo's mansion would send assassins to kill him from time to time, but Lin Daoyan successfully dealt with each of them. However, this did not make Zhao Canchen safe, because Empress Hu often whispered in the Emperor's ear, saying things like, "Your Majesty, you must nip this in the bud." She wanted to use the Emperor to get rid of Zhao Canchen.

In private, the Prince of Song once sighed to Zhao Canchen with deep concern, "If I am gone one day, who will protect you? The people of the Duke's Mansion, and even the Empress, all want to kill you."

The princess once told Zhao Canchen, "The person who hates you the most in this world is not Prince Lu, but your maternal relatives."

Clearly, the Duke of Enguo's mansion had long regarded Zhao Canchen, this abandoned son of the royal family, as a thorn in their side, and wished nothing more than to eliminate him immediately. Faced with such a perilous situation, Zhao Canchen was in danger at any moment.

Thinking of all this, Lin Yajun's hatred for the Duke of Enguo's mansion surged up like a tide.

She snorted coldly, thinking to herself, "Fine, since you're so eager to get rid of Zhao Canchen, I'll go with the flow and add some fuel to the fire!"

Without hesitation, Lin Yajun quickly summoned a small, exquisite mouse robot from her spatial storage. This was no ordinary mouse robot; it had poison in its mouth!

Lin Yajun stood in the center of the room, staring expressionlessly at the rat robot in front of her, her eyes cold and resolute.

Without hesitation, she issued the command to the robot rat: "Target: Duke En's residence! Mission: Poison Duke En's tea and snacks!"

Before the words were even finished, the mouse robot that had been quietly waiting to the side suddenly seemed to be activated, and it darted out quickly. It was agile and moved like lightning along the street, heading straight for the Duke of En's mansion.

Lin Yajun watched the rat robot disappear from sight, then remained silent for a moment, seemingly deep in thought. After a while, she spoke again and gave the order: "Take away the wealth of the Duke of Enguo's mansion."

As the command was issued, Lin Yajun's figure flashed out from the space.

After returning to bed, Lin Yajun acted as if nothing had happened, getting out of bed nonchalantly. She slowly put on her robe and then leisurely walked towards the washroom.

In the bathhouse, the palace maids had already prepared hot water and incense, awaiting Lin Yajun's arrival. Lin Yajun entered the bathhouse and, under the meticulous care of the palace maids, leisurely enjoyed her bath.

These two palace maids were a brother and sister; the brother served Zhao Canchen, and the sister served Lin Yajun.

They had been trained in the palace for more than ten years and were very skilled at serving their masters.

The palace maid diligently washed Lin Yajun's long hair, each movement gentle, skillful, and professional. Compared to Qiaoqing's service, it was like comparing heaven and earth.