"Yes, yes, things are different now, I understand. Since there's nothing else, I'll head back now. I shouldn't disturb Jingyuan's good time any longer."

Li Chengyan grinned from ear to ear, raised an eyebrow at Xiao Xuan, and then turned and left the East Palace.

Xiao Xuan shook his head, chuckled, and turned to look in the direction of Zhaoyang Palace. The candlelight in the bedroom had been extinguished, so Ning Yin must be fast asleep by now.

Xiao Xuan returned to his Changxin Palace alone. He wanted to wait until the day of the investiture ceremony to officially recognize her as the Crown Princess.

That day was truly their first night together.

The next day, at the General's Mansion, Madam Wang sat by Shen Yun's bedside, clutching a handkerchief, and wept uncontrollably.

My own Yun'er went to the palace banquet in good health, how could she have been injured like this? It's truly outrageous.

Last night, after Shen Yun was stabbed by Xiao Xuan, Yang Shuhuan struggled to drag him onto the carriage, and the two of them, along with Shen Jia, rushed back to the General's Mansion overnight.

Fortunately, the sword did not strike any vital organs, and the situation was handled promptly, so there was no serious injury.

However, the hatred in Yang Shuhuan's heart grew stronger. When Shen Yun saw Ning Yin, he seemed to have lost his soul. If she hadn't been holding onto his sleeve tightly, she probably would have fallen into the cold lake.

She had devoted herself entirely to him, but in the end, she couldn't compete with just one look from Ning Yin.

Sometimes, she didn't even know what the point of her persistence was, but Shen Yun was the man she had dreamed of marrying since she was a child.

He was majestic and domineering, ruthless and merciless. On the battlefield, he was a war god that everyone feared, and in the imperial court, he was a powerful minister who could command the wind and rain.

If Xiao Xuan hadn't misjudged people and been bewitched by Li Chengyan, her Yun-gege wouldn't have ended up in this state.

Thinking back to that day when Shen Yun disregarded Ning Yin's birthday and came to save the cat for her, she became even more determined to marry this man.

Forget it, it's all that bitch Ning Yin's fault, why should her brother Yun take the blame?

She had originally wanted to spare Ning Yin's life, but now it seemed that she couldn't let her live at all.

It's all my fault for being too soft-hearted, letting her live to this day.

After some thought, Yang Shuhuan decided to return to the Marquis's residence and ask her father for help.

At this moment, Shen Yun had already woken up. When he saw Wang Shi crying her eyes out at the bedside, his heart also clenched painfully.

Since I was demoted, there has been no peace in this family. First, my mother lost her title, then Jia'er was beaten for no reason, and then it was me.

As a great general, he was stabbed by Xiao Xuan on New Year's Eve. If it weren't for the fear of disgracing his reputation if the news got out, he would have wanted to announce to the world Xiao Xuan's tyranny and incompetence.

Shen Yun reached out and tugged at Wang Shi's sleeve. Only then did Wang Shi realize that her son had woken up. She hurriedly turned to inform Yang Shuhuan and Shen Jia.

The two stepped forward together, their faces filled with worry and resentment.

"Brother Yun, it's good that you're awake." Yang Shuhuan still couldn't bring herself to hate Shen Yun. If anyone was to blame, it was that bitch Ning Yin, who was always trying to seduce men wherever she went.

Yang Shuhuan suddenly thought of seducing men, and another plan came to mind.

Her misty eyes held a hint of heartache, while a touch of ruthlessness was also faintly visible.

"Brother, how did you get so badly injured? I thought this palace was wonderful, but it turns out it's nothing but a ruthless prison where people kill without blinking an eye. I'll never go there again, even if you kill me!"

As Shen Jia spoke, she glanced fiercely at Yang Shuhuan beside her out of the corner of her eye. Ever since Yang Shuhuan refused to help her when she was in danger last time, she had hated Yang Shuhuan.

She only maintained the superficial relationship because she was Yang Shujing's older sister.

Fortunately, Yang Shujing was different from her. After all, he was gentle and refined, dashing and handsome, and he took great care of her. She would definitely enjoy a good life after marrying him.

When she becomes the mistress of the Marquis's mansion, she will definitely teach Yang Shuhuan a lesson. Thinking of this, Shen Jia curled her lips in a sinister smile.

As they were talking, a servant came in to announce that Wang's younger brother, Wang Yang, had arrived, along with his cousin, Wang Yuan.

Before the servant could finish speaking, Wang Yang hurriedly brought in several gifts.

"Sister, I've come to wish you a Happy New Year. I heard from the servants that you were here, and I've been looking for you for ages."

Wang Yang was wearing a well-tailored silk jacket, his face wrinkled with a smile, and a gentle and pretty girl followed behind him.

This time, Wang Yang wanted to take advantage of the New Year's visit to arrange for his eldest daughter to enter the general's mansion.

Although he helped the Wang family manage their business and made a fortune, he was still just a lowly merchant family, which could not compare with the meritorious general's family.

Bringing his daughter into the general's mansion was also a way of hoping that one day she could get to know high-ranking and wealthy families and elevate the status of his entire family.

He even valued Shen Yun, who was already divorced, highly. If he couldn't marry another powerful person, marrying Shen Yun would be a very good option.

Wang always doted on her younger brother, and seeing him come to wish her a Happy New Year with lots of bags on the first day of the Lunar New Year warmed her heart even more.

"Ah Yang is here. Isn't this Yuan Yuan? It's been half a year, and she's grown into such a beautiful young woman."

Upon hearing her aunt praise her, Wang Yuan hurriedly stepped forward, bowed slightly, and wore a warm and gentle smile.

"Yuanyuan greets her aunt. Aunt is getting younger and younger."

"This must be Sister Jia'er, she's so beautiful. And who is this?"

The three people stood in front of Shen Yun's bed, and Wang Yang and Wang Yuan had not yet noticed Shen Yun lying on the bed.

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