Granny Zhang's face was ashen, her lips pressed tightly together, and she didn't say a word. Instead, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
There are many ladies and consorts in the palace, but none of them treat those close to them like Consort Duan never treats them as human beings. Even her nanny, who has been with her since childhood, is someone Consort Duan has never confided in.
If you go against her wishes, she will kill you.
Since that's the case, why bother? Just go along with her in everything.
As for Lu Xiaoyun, she couldn't possibly plead for this woman. Whether she was beaten to death or not didn't matter, as long as Feng Yan was alright.
Fortunately, Consort Duan is now targeting this woman, so Feng Yan won't be beaten any further. He will only receive fifty strokes of the military rod, which won't kill him.
Li Feng rushed over and tightly protected Zhu Yu, crying and begging for mercy: "Your Highness, please spare my young lady! I beg you, Your Highness... my young lady has been weak since childhood and has injuries on her body."
"Your Majesty, please, if you must punish someone, punish me instead..."
"Miss has been staying at Feixue Garden. She's injured; how could she possibly have an affair with Lord Feng? Your Highness, please spare Miss! This will surely kill her..."
Li Feng crawled forward on his knees and kowtowed to Consort Duan with a thud. His forehead, which had only healed a few days earlier, was broken again, and blood rolled down from the tip of his nose.
"Li, Li Feng, no, don't beg her, get up, get up..." Zhu Yu's voice was as weak as a thread. He had only struck her twice, and it seemed that he could feel his life slipping away little by little.
Lu Xiaoyun, I'm so sorry, I really can't protect your body now.
He slowly closed his eyes.
Li Feng cried out in desperation, then crawled to Zhu Yu's feet, shaking him repeatedly: "Miss, Miss, you can't sleep! You can't, Miss..."
Zhu Yu shook his head at her: "Let, let the prince go, go to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion, get your indenture back, and return your freedom..."
Li Feng cried and shook his head.
The two eunuchs were reluctant to do so, but seeing Li Feng protecting his master, they stopped.
"Who gave you permission to stop? Keep beating this shameless slut! Beat her until she submits, otherwise she won't know who's in charge in this Prince An's mansion! Even if you beat her to death today, it's her own fault!"
Consort Duan gave another order to the two eunuchs who had stopped, without even glancing at Li Feng, whose forehead was rolling with blood.
The veins on the eunuch's forehead bulged again, but He dared not stop and struck him with the stick once more.
Zhu Yu coughed up a mouthful of blood and then fainted.
...
Meanwhile, Lu Xiaoyun and her companions had already arrived at the entrance of the villa.
"Your Highness, we've arrived." Jiang Chuan stepped forward and lifted the carriage curtain.
As Lu Xiaoyun got up and stepped out of the carriage, she suddenly felt an intense heat on her thumb ring. It was a heat unlike any she had ever felt before when her score rose so rapidly; it was as if someone had unexpectedly thrown her finger into boiling oil.
Lu Xiaoyun cried out softly, gasping in pain. Looking down, she saw that her score had not only increased by a thousand points to -4334, but also that four bright red characters, "Zhu Yu is dying," had appeared on her ring!
Is Zhu Yu dying?
What happened? She was fine when she came out, and her injuries weren't too serious, especially since Ayan was there with her.
How did he become so close to death?
Lu Xiaoyun's expression changed drastically, and her body trembled instantly.
"Your Highness?" Jiang Chuan saw that "Prince An's" face suddenly turned extremely ugly. He was standing on the carriage, looking down at the ring on his hand. What was going on?
Lu Xiaoyun didn't hear it; only one thought occupied her mind.
Go back to the manor immediately and save him!
"Your Highness, we've arrived at the villa," Jiang Chuan called out again.
Ignoring her fingers that were about to be burned off, Lu Xiaoyun immediately lowered the carriage curtain and urgently ordered, "Turn around and go back to the manor, quickly!"
Jiang Chuan asked curiously, "Your Highness, we've already arrived at the gate of the villa. Why don't we go check on the assassin first? The guards said the assassin is not a good person, and it would be troublesome if he died later."
"I said, return to the manor immediately!" Her voice was so urgent it was almost distorted; she had no time to explain to Jiang Chuan.
Jiang Chuan, unaware of what had happened, immediately turned the carriage around upon seeing the prince's reaction.
"Your Highness, the man in black is dying." Just as Jiang Chuan turned the carriage around, a guard rushed out from the side courtyard and reported this.
At this critical juncture, who cares about assassins? If Zhu Yu really dies, she'll be finished too.
Lu Xiaoyun took out the porcelain bottle that Lu Yuyan had given her to save her life from her bosom and threw it to the guard: "Keep him alive until I return."
After saying that, he turned to Jiang Chuan and ordered, "Return to the manor immediately, as quickly as possible!"
Lu Xiaoyun only regretted not learning to ride a horse sooner.
Her heart was pounding. Zhu Yu, you have to hold on, you have to!
The guard took the porcelain bottle and was stunned for a long time. The prince had already arrived at the door, so why did he suddenly stop going in?
Jiang Chuan dared not say anything more. Seeing that the prince was speaking urgently, he immediately jumped into the carriage, lashed the horse with a whip, and sped towards the Prince An's residence.
After galloping for more than ten miles, they suddenly heard a rider galloping towards them from afar. The rider was incredibly fast, kicking up clouds of dust.
Jiang Chuan was startled, thinking there were more assassins, and immediately drew his sword, ready to defend himself: "Protect the Prince!"
The guards drew their swords in unison, and Lu Xiaoyun's heart sank. If they encountered another assassin at this moment, it would be too late!
Zhu Yu, you can't die, you absolutely can't die!
Lu Xiaoyun gripped the car wall tightly, the veins on the back of her hands bulging.
The man was extremely fast, and in no time he had reached the carriage.
"It is Xi Yi, Your Highness is Xi Yi!" Only then did everyone sheathe their swords.
Before Jiang Chuan could ask what had happened, Xi Yi had already tumbled off his horse and knelt down in front of the carriage, pleading, "Master, the commander is in danger! Please save him!"
Feng Yan? Isn't it Zhu Yu? How did it become Feng Yan?
Jiang Chuan was also startled: "You said Feng Yan is in danger? What happened to him that you need the Prince to rescue him? Wasn't he in the imperial prison?"
Jiang Chuan's face turned pale: "Could it be the Emperor? Why is the Emperor questioning Feng Yan?"
Xi Yi shook his head: "No, it's because Consort Duan wants to execute the commander. Wu Chuan has already gone to beg the Princess to save him. However, I'm afraid even the Princess will have difficulty saving the commander."
"So that's how it is." Before Jiang Chuan could ask any more questions, Lu Xiaoyun had already lifted the carriage curtain and climbed out, saying to Xi Yi, who was kneeling on the ground, "Let's go!"
Xi Yi immediately responded with a "yes," stood up, and leaped onto his horse.
Lu Xiaoyun pursed her lips. At this moment, saving lives was the priority. A carriage was no match for a horse. Standing on the carriage, she stretched out her hand to Xi Yi: "Take me on a horse ride!"
Xi Yi shuddered, nearly tumbling off his horse again in fright.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan and the others were all startled. Did the prince mean to ride the same horse as Xi Yi?
Two men, their bodies pressed together?
Good heavens, could it be that what they heard a while ago about the prince having homosexual tendencies was actually true?
Several people couldn't help but look up at "Prince An".
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