Zhu Heng chuckled lightly, gave the young man a deep look, lifted the carriage curtain and stepped inside, saying to the driver, "Let's go."
As the young man's loud and angry voice faded into the distance, Zhu Heng stroked the jade pendant at his waist with one hand and lifted the curtain with the other, whispering to the attendant beside him, "Go and investigate this person's background."
The attendant acknowledged and turned to leave.
Upstairs in the restaurant, watching Zhu Heng's carriage drive away, Right Chancellor Bu Feizhang chuckled softly.
Crown Prince Zhu Zhi personally poured Bu Feizhang a cup of wine and asked, "Grandfather, what are you looking at?"
Bu Feizhang closed the window, turned around and sat down, saying to Zhu Zhi, "Why is His Highness the Second Prince here?"
Zhu Zhi snorted coldly: "He's a hypocrite. On the surface, he's a devout Buddhist, but who knows what shady things he's been doing behind the scenes."
Bu Feizhang picked up his wine cup, took a slow sip, and said, "Your Highness, you must not underestimate this Second Prince. His mother is the younger sister of the Minister of Personnel, the head of the Six Ministries, and his own wife's family is also of extraordinary background. You must not be fooled by his appearance."
Zhu Zhi impatiently poured Bu Feizhang another glass of wine: "Alright, alright, I'll remember that."
How much of a threat could someone like his mother, who only knows how to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist prayers, pose? His maternal grandfather is really getting old, always surrounded by enemies. Is he even going to live anymore? He's too busy with Zhu Chen's affairs to have any free time.
Two incense sticks later, Lu Xiaoyun and her companion finally arrived at the gate of the Prince An's mansion on horseback. Just as Xi Yi was about to rein in his horse, Lu Xiaoyun ordered, "Ride in!"
Xi Yi pursed his lips, pulled on the reins, and the horse reared up, rushing into the gate of Prince An's mansion in the blink of an eye.
The gatekeeper only felt a blur before his eyes, and then he was gone.
One of the guards was knocked to the ground by the horse's powerful gust of wind. He got up, looked inside, blinked, and asked the other guard, who was still in shock, "Old, Sixth Brother, was the prince the one who just went in?"
The man named Lao Liu was so shocked that his mouth was still agape. He could only nod blankly and say, "Yes, Your Highness."
The servants and attendants in Prince An's mansion, upon seeing the galloping horse, all stepped aside to the sides.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the entrance of Yunmei Garden, and Xi Yi dismounted.
Lu Xiaoyun was lying on the horse's back, her face pale and her stomach churning. She pursed her lips tightly to keep from vomiting.
She lay on the horse's back, paused for a moment, and then stretched out her arms to Xi Yi, saying, "Help me, help me down from the horse."
Xi Yi shuddered again. What was wrong with his master? Did he not only carry him all the way, but also want to help him dismount? Was he planning to stay in his arms forever?
Xi Yi's face twisted into a bitter expression, but he dared not refuse to reach out and help the tall "Prince An" off his horse. However, he dared not look at his brave and mighty master again.
Lu Xiaoyun practically lay on Xi Yi's body as she dismounted, and even after getting off the horse, she clung to Xi Yi's arms and refused to leave.
Xi Yi's face turned completely black; he really wanted to quit.
He never thought this bodyguard was worthy of such a position; the veins on his forehead were throbbing.
Can we just leave this person here?!
Lu Xiaoyun didn't have the energy to think about what kind of wild ideas Xi Yi was having at the moment. She took a few deep breaths, calmed herself down, and then stood up straight and stepped out of Xi Yi's arms.
"Go to Zhaoxi Garden immediately and invite Mr. Lu to Feixue Garden. Be quick! Also, send someone to invite Physician Jiang as well."
"Yes!" Xi Yi felt as if he had been granted a pardon and immediately disappeared in front of Lu Xiaoyun.
As soon as Lu Xiaoyun stepped inside, she saw Zhu Yu and Feng Yan, both covered in blood, lying motionless on the torture bench.
A shocking pool of blood lay on the ground.
She disregarded her wobbly legs, bit her lip to steady herself, and hurried a few steps to the executioner, giving him a cold glance.
Unable to withstand the Prince An's piercing gaze, the two eunuchs immediately dropped their sticks and knelt down, not daring to utter a single word.
Throughout the Yunmei Garden, apart from Consort Duan who sat steadily on her chaise longue, everyone else was kneeling on the ground.
Li Feng was already sobbing uncontrollably.
Lu Xiaoyun stared at Consort Duan with icy eyes, her voice as cold as ice: "Is Mother so angry that she intends to execute my commander of the secret guards and my princess consort?"
Consort Duan then looked at "Zhu Yu," whose clothes and hair were somewhat disheveled. She frowned slightly without making a sound, and her expression softened a bit.
"Yu'er, why did you come here? Your mother heard that you went out of the manor on business. Who is so blind as to bother you with such trivial matters?"
Lu Xiaoyun tugged at her clothes and sneered, "A trivial matter? Executing the commander of the secret guards, Feng Yan, and my queen is nothing more than a trivial matter in your eyes, Mother Consort."
Consort Duan's face turned cold upon hearing Lu Xiaoyun's harsh tone: "Yu'er, how dare you speak to your mother like that? You don't even ask why your mother is punishing them, yet you come to question your own mother? Where is your filial piety!"
Filial piety?!
Lu Xiaoyun could only sneer. What had this Consort Duan given him besides giving birth to Zhu Yu?
Is it the various mistreatments inflicted upon him, the bullying he suffered at the hands of palace eunuchs, maids, and nannies that nearly killed him several times, or the neglect he received less than three months after his birth?
Or perhaps it's that even though he was shot in the heart and narrowly escaped death, he didn't bother to ask him a single question?
Even now, Zhu Yu's good mother has not asked a single question about the extent of Zhu Yu's injuries, or what Physician Jiang said.
Now they're suddenly thinking about their son's filial piety? How ridiculous!
It's no wonder Zhu Yu trusted Yong'an so much, because she was the one who saved him from drowning in the Imperial Flower Pond.
Having grown up without a father's love or a mother's love, he would feel like a drowning man grasping at a last straw whenever someone reached out to him, and from then on, he would devote all his attention to that person.
But even that was fake.
"Your good princess and your good commander are having an affair, and they've cuckolded you! Why don't you ask them why? Otherwise, why would a woman confined to the inner palace risk being punished by me to save him!"
"You dare to question me now!"
Consort Duan slammed her hand heavily on the low table, and the teacup that Zhang Mama had just brought over crashed to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Lu Xiaoyun's face darkened. She never expected that Consort Duan would say such a thing!
It's truly laughable that someone like this comes from the imperial palace?
Suddenly, she didn't want to say another word to such a person.
Li Feng crawled on his knees before Lu Xiaoyun, kowtowing several times and crying out in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness, my young lady is innocent! She has no affair with Lord Feng! She has never met Lord Feng in private, not even once! I swear on my life, Your Highness, my young lady is innocent! Please save her, please save her!"
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