Looking at the person lying on the bed, Consort Duan's face was extremely cold: "She did such a despicable thing, and you didn't kill her directly in the palace back then. Now you've let her into the Prince's mansion, which is already giving her a huge favor."
Consort Duan sneered: "If she knows what's good for her, she'll behave herself. Otherwise, in the backyard of Prince An's mansion, it wouldn't be difficult for me to kill someone!"
Lu Xiaoyun twitched the corner of her mouth, quickly concealing the look in her eyes. Consort Duan's words implied that "Prince An" wanted to kill "Lu Xiaoyun".
That's right. With Zhu Yu's dog-like appearance, if they hadn't swapped bodies this time, and instead he had transmigrated into the original owner's body, he would probably have died under Zhu Yu's blade long ago.
Lu Xiaoyun helped Consort Duan to leave, saying, "Why should Mother Consort do such things herself? It would only dirty your hands. You've come to my residence to enjoy yourself. Mother Consort doesn't need to concern herself with anything else. From now on, let him live in this courtyard. Out of sight, out of mind."
Consort Duan was slightly taken aback, looking at her son as if she didn't recognize him.
Could it be that Yu'er didn't intend for her to die so soon?
Consort Duan felt a little uncomfortable. She didn't really understand her son and couldn't figure out what Yu'er meant by those words.
In the past, when he returned to the capital, she would have asked someone to invite him to her palace for a visit, but he would always make excuses about being busy with military affairs. Even when he had to see her, he would only have a quick cup of tea before leaving.
The relationship between the two was distant and unfamiliar.
When she was young, she was left with a freckled belly after giving birth to him, which caused the emperor to dislike her, and she no longer had a place in the palace. Although the Yuqing Palace where she lived was not a cold palace, it was even more so than a cold palace. For many years, the emperor had not set foot there.
Even the highest-ranking concubine in the palace would have a difficult life without the emperor's favor.
But she was unwilling to accept it.
This morning, the palace received news that Yu'er had woken up.
Not long after, she received an imperial edict from the Empress Dowager, ordering her to move to the Prince An's residence from now on and guard the backyard of the Prince An's residence for her son.
With her own husband still alive, wasn't the Empress Dowager's action a slap in the face to her?
A mixture of resentment and shame.
Unexpectedly, upon arriving at Prince An's residence, Yu'er acted out of character and became quite affectionate towards his mother.
Consort Duan looked at her son and saw that he hadn't even glanced at the dying person on the bed since he entered the room.
That's right, Yu'er loathed this woman, so he didn't want to stay here any longer!
It seems that she and Yu'er are mother and son after all, and they still have something in common.
Consort Duan hesitated for a moment, but still reached out and grasped Lu Xiaoyun's hand.
Consort Duan's hand was icy cold, and Lu Xiaoyun resisted the urge to pull it away immediately.
"You're so filial, but you're always out leading troops, how would you know how shameless some women can be? As for matters in the inner quarters, your mother should still help you where necessary. You're a man, don't get bogged down in those petty affairs in the inner quarters."
"Don't worry, she is, after all, the daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo. Even though she is not favored by the Duke of Zhenguo, your mother will not let her die so easily."
Lu Xiaoyun chuckled dryly twice. Well, this Consort Duan is no pushover either. She won't let him die so easily; she'll make him wish he were dead.
What would she do if one day she found out that the woman in front of her, whom she called "shameless," was actually her son?
Sigh, she even felt a little sorry for Zhu Yu.
Seeing Lu Xiaoyun helping Consort Duan out, Zhu Yu, pale and weak, called out in a deep voice, "Mother!"
His throat was as dry and cracked as a broken gong, but Zhu Yu didn't care about that.
He hoped his mother could see the situation clearly in his eyes and not be deceived by the appearance of this wicked woman.
I am your son.
Upon hearing this, Consort Duan's previously excellent mood instantly turned as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her. She snorted coldly, a look of disgust and contempt curling at the corner of her lips, and didn't even glance at Zhu Yu.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a nanny coming from behind. The nanny grabbed Zhu Yu by the collar and slapped him twice across the face.
"You dare to call our Consort Duan 'Mother'? You're like a toad trying to eat swan meat, you've gone mad with desire to become the Princess Consort of An."
The old woman was very strong. Before he could react, Zhu Yu was dragged off the bed and forced to kneel on the ground.
The servants following behind Consort Duan trembled involuntarily, and even Lu Xiaoyun, who was carrying Prince An's body, felt her heart skip a beat.
Zhu Yu felt a piercing pain in his knees, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
Weak and powerless, severely injured, his body could not withstand the torment inflicted by the old woman. The blood that Zhu Yu had swallowed earlier suddenly gushed out, causing him so much pain that it felt as if his internal organs had shifted, staining his snow-white undergarment with a shocking layer of red.
The taste of blood and bitterness spread through Zhu Yu's mouth. Indeed, he had not been raised by his mother since childhood, and in recent years he had been fighting on the front lines. Even when he returned to the capital, he rarely visited Consort Duan. The days he spent with his mother were few and far between, so how could she recognize him?
Moreover, in the eyes of the world, he was a ruthless killer who killed without blinking an eye and was cruel by nature, so he would never call her "mother" like that.
What's more, just now my mother was discussing with this woman how to torture him.
He's only in a different body, so why is his mind so sluggish?
Zhu Yu closed his eyes in pain. If he told his mother that he was her son and that he had swapped bodies with Lu Xiaoyun, his mother would probably treat him like a monster and drown him.
Consort Duan looked down at Zhu Yu on the ground and coldly ordered, "Zhang Mama, teach this Miss Lu from the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion a good lesson about the rules of our Prince An's mansion! The royal family has its own rules. Don't let any Tom, Dick, or Harry defile the Prince An's mansion. Now that I'm here at Prince An's mansion, I won't let the world laugh at me."
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