Jiang Chuan said urgently, "Mr. Lu, hurry, you must explain to the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo that the love letter in his hand was written to the Prince without your permission a few days ago, and the Prince did not agree to it, right?"
"I'm begging you, please don't ruin the relationship between the Prince and Princess. The Prince Lu is taking the Princess away now."
Lu Yuyan looked at Jiang Chuan incredulously: "What? A love letter?"
When did he ever write love letters to his own older sister? Isn't that a bit odd?
Upon seeing that this man was the scoundrel who had stolen her sister's husband, Lu Yucheng took two steps forward and punched him in the face.
However, he still retained a sliver of reason, knowing that the scoundrel in front of him had no martial arts skills, so he did not use his internal energy.
Otherwise, this punch would have been enough to kill this bastard!
Lu Yuyan was so badly hit that he staggered back several steps, feeling dizzy and falling to the ground with a thud.
Lu Xiaoyun was shocked and rushed to help Lu Yuyan: "Ayan, are you alright? Brother-in-law, how could you hit someone without even knowing what happened!"
Lu Yucheng was trembling with rage. If his father hadn't told him before leaving the manor not to disrespect Prince An, and if he hadn't promised not to lay a hand on him, he would have truly wanted to smash this damned Prince An's head with a single punch.
"Ha, Your Highness is heartbroken because your beloved was beaten! But what about my sister! Who will care for Xiao Yun! What has she done to deserve such treatment from Your Highness!"
Lu Xiaoyun didn't know how to explain: "It's really not what you think, brother-in-law, you've misunderstood."
Lu Yuyan's head was buzzing from the solid punch Lu Yucheng had just delivered, and he was feeling dizzy. He could barely stand, even while holding onto Lu Xiaoyun's hand: "It's over, sister, I've got a concussion."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yucheng's eyes turned icy cold: "Sister?! Ha, Your Highness Prince An, what explanation do you have for this!"
Jiang Chuan's eyes widened. The prince... he... he... he was actually the bottom, the one on the bottom!
My God, he's discovered some earth-shattering secret.
Lu Xiaoyun's mind was also buzzing; what was all this about?
As luck would have it, Zhu Yu was hurriedly carried in by the old women at that moment.
Li Feng kept urging, "Slow down, Your Highness, you can't go any faster! You were already beaten to the point of near death by Consort Duan, and then you were poisoned after waking up. If you go any faster, the wound on your back will reopen. You also had a high fever last night. Mr. Lu said..."
His words trailed off, and Li Feng's face turned almost transparently pale the moment he saw Lu Yucheng: "Young Master..."
Seeing the situation before him, Zhu Yu understood everything.
It's over, everything is over.
Lu Yucheng pushed aside the "Prince An" and Lu Yuyan, who were being supported by the "Prince An," and walked to his "sister," scooping her up from the palanquin and taking her into his own hands.
"Xiaoyun, brother will take you home."
Zhu Yu: "..."
A gust of wind blew a strand of Zhu Yu's hair.
"Brother, you've misunderstood His Highness Prince An. It's not what you think."
Lu Yucheng's eyes reddened as he looked at his younger sister in his arms, who was so thin she was almost unrecognizable. His throat tightened. "Sister, although our Zhenguo Duke's Mansion is not related to the imperial family, as long as your brother and father are alive, we will not let anyone bully you like this."
He gave Lu Xiaoyun a cold look: "Even Prince An won't do!"
Lu Yucheng carried Zhu Yu and strode towards the door.
He sternly ordered Li Feng, who was standing there listlessly, "Li Feng, take your young lady's things with you. We're going back to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion! You're not allowed to take even a single blade of grass from the Prince of An's mansion."
Li Feng stood there, completely bewildered. Could someone tell her what had happened?
Lu Xiaoyun rubbed her temples and said, "Li Feng, go to Feixue Garden first and bring the clothes that the Princess will wear to the palace tomorrow. Then go back to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion and take good care of the Princess."
Since the prince had said so, Li Feng went to Feixue Garden to get his clothes first.
"Jiang Chuan, quickly prepare a carriage to send the Princess and the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo back to the Duke of Zhenguo's residence. Use my carriage!"
Her brother must have come on horseback. Zhu Yu's injuries can't withstand such a ordeal; it's her body after all.
Jiang Chuan looked dejected, tears welling up in his eyes, but he hadn't said anything wrong: "Your Highness..."
Lu Xiaoyun gritted her teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "Hurry up and go!"
Jiang Chuan wiped away his tears and hurried to prepare the carriage.
Will the prince and princess be divorced by the heir of the Duke of Zhenguo?
Is it really possible for a brother-in-law to stand in for his sister in a divorce?
Yuan Xiu came over with the booklet in his hand: "Your Highness, the things for the bride's return visit are ready and have been loaded into the carriage. When will you take the Princess to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion?"
Lu Xiaoyun rubbed her temples: "Let's remove it."
"ah?"
So Yuan Xiu, along with the servants of the Prince of An's mansion, had them unload the things that had been packed for half a day.
Lu Xiaoyun helped Lu Yuyan into the house and sat him down: "Ayan, how are you?"
Lu Yuyan's eye was bruised and swollen from the punch: "Let me catch my breath. It should be fine. Although Lu Yucheng was angry, he still had a shred of rationality and didn't use his internal energy. Otherwise, I would have lost my life to him."
Lu Yuyan had to admire Lu Yucheng for being able to remain rational even in such a state of anger.
"Sister, I think I said something wrong just now. I was stunned by Lu Yucheng's punch. I saw stars and blurted out that I called you sister."
Too many lice don't itch, too much debt doesn't worry, but today's matter can't be explained clearly.
Lu Xiaoyun rubbed her forehead, her head aching. "It's nothing, I'll handle it. How are you? Do you have any medicine? I'll go get you some."
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