"It's just a fling, why take it seriously? It's not like I'm asking you to actually marry him. Your body is irresistible to me. Zhu Yu is the God of War of the Great Zhou. Haven't you thought about his skills in bed?"
"Hmph, who am I, Ren Yong'an? If I'm going to marry, I'll marry the best and most powerful man in the world! Crown Prince, you're so amazing, how could Yong'an bear to part with you?"
"That's a good boy..."
Lu Xiaoyun suddenly felt quite impressed that Ren Yong'an's small frame could withstand Zhu Zhi's torment, and that the two of them were still discussing how to scheme against Zhu Yu.
"Only I am worthy to stand beside my Crown Prince brother, to be the woman who can look down upon the world alongside you!"
Zhu Yu felt as if struck by lightning. Unable to sit still any longer, he staggered out of the bamboo house.
However, the two people inside the room were completely unaware that, from afar, the sounds of Ren Yong'an begging for mercy and Zhu Zhi struggling could be heard continuously reaching his ears.
Zhu Yu trembled uncontrollably, struggling to move his body little by little.
The scars on his body are a symbol of the countless victories he has won for the Great Zhou Dynasty over the years and the outstanding military achievements he has made.
This is also evidence of the life-and-death struggles he has faced over the past decade, crawling out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Ten years ago, when he knelt at his father's feet, begging to join the army, all he wanted was to gain the approval of his father and mother and to investigate the truth.
She was thinking more about Ren Yong'an.
He wanted to become the one worthy of the status of the eldest daughter of the Left Prime Minister.
But it all turned out to be a joke. She said the scars gave her nightmares and made her feel disgusted.
Every time she pretended to be affectionate with him, she would turn around and lie down between the prince's legs.
During the years she was away fighting, she often wrote to him, her letters filled with endless longing and boundless love.
But who would have thought that she might have written these letters while naked in front of the Crown Prince, right after she had just made love with him?
How ironic!
This campaign against the Northern Qi was extremely dangerous, as the enemy was strong and well-equipped.
In order to return to the capital as soon as possible, completely crush the Northern Qi, and prevent them from ever again having the ability to invade the territory of the Great Zhou, he wanted to marry her in the first month of the lunar calendar so that she could become the mistress of the Prince An's mansion and live a life of happiness with him in Shengjing, a couple that everyone would envy. He went deep into enemy territory, beheaded the crown prince of the Northern Qi, and was almost captured by the enemy.
Who were the people of Northern Qi? They were a nomadic people, fierce and valiant.
If it weren't for his unwavering determination and relentless fighting, he might not have made it back this time.
But what did Ke Yong'an say, and what are she and the Crown Prince doing now?
He has made a joke out of his own life.
His obsession is a complete joke.
So that's what it all meant. All that he did was to clear away the obstacles on their path to power.
Yes, they were right about one thing: he's an idiot!
What an utter idiot!
The grand wedding he had with Lu Xiaoyun a little over a month ago could hardly be called a grand wedding; it was essentially a contest he had to wage against his father, the Emperor, in order to protect the Duke of Zhenguo and his son.
Only if he pretends to marry Lu Xiaoyun, and Lu Xiaoyun dies in the Prince An's mansion a few days later, can he completely break with the Duke of Zhenguo and his son.
Only the two of them "broke up," and in order to maintain the balance of power, the Emperor dared not easily harm the entire Lu family, the Duke of Zhenguo.
The emperor wanted to use him, but he was also wary of the military power he held, so he could only put him in a standoff with the Duke of Zhen's mansion.
All that's needed is for Lu Xiaoyun to die.
He thought Ren Yong'an understood, but it turned out to be a joke.
What's even more ridiculous is that Ren Yong'an personally poured the wine laced with aphrodisiacs and watched him drink it!
She did this to get rid of his entanglement with her and to push Lu Xiaoyun to him.
Until things developed to this point.
Seeing Zhu Yu's ashen face, Lu Xiaoyun was extremely worried about him and quickly followed him out of the house.
She had seen the scars on this body, crisscrossing and shocking to the eye. Apart from his face, there was hardly an inch of his body that had not been injured.
Even his face had a very shallow scar.
In an era where only cold weapons and hand-to-hand combat were possible, every scar meant that one had walked on the edge of life and death.
With his body covered in wounds, one can only imagine the risks Zhu Yu has faced over the past ten years.
The so-called "Number One Demon King of Shengjing" is nothing more than a protective shield that Zhu Yu puts on himself.
Deep down, he felt very insecure.
Zhu Yu was disliked by the old emperor and his mother from a young age, so Ren Yong'an's small act of care for him became a straw he wanted to hold onto tightly.
But straw is still straw; it's too fragile and too hypocritical.
She suddenly regretted bringing Zhu Yu here.
At this moment, the number on the ring has become -2837 points!
Zhu Yu's steps were unsteady, and he felt dizzy. Waves of darkness swept over him. Ren Yong'an either smiled at him, looked at him "affectionately," or extracted secrets from him. Everything he had just done and said with the Crown Prince kept assaulting his brain.
Lu Xiaoyun sensed something was wrong and quickly grabbed his arm: "Zhu Yu..."
Zhu Yu pushed Lu Xiaoyun's hand away and forced himself to move forward step by step, his throat so tight that he could not make a sound.
Even breathing hurts.
Feng Yan flew down from the top of the bamboo tree, walked to Lu Xiaoyun's side, looked up at Lu Xiaoyun, and then immediately lowered his head.
He asked anxiously, "Master, Master, are you... are you alright...?"
Lu Xiaoyun glanced at Feng Yan indifferently and said, "It's nothing."
Feng Yan looked at "Prince An" with confusion, then at the princess who seemed to have suffered a great blow.
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