He walked gracefully to Zhu Yu with his hands behind his back, pulled him into his arms, and coldly ordered, "Guards, these three women are using foul language to insult my beloved concubine. Slap them in the face."
She curled her lips slightly, looking at the delicate and beautiful woman in her arms: "Let's keep beating their mouths until they're smashed."
Anyway, His Highness Prince An's reputation is that he is capricious, ruthless, and vicious. Smashing the mouths of these three women would be too lenient.
When the three ladies first saw Prince An approaching, their legs went weak with fear. Now, hearing his words, they were no longer the arrogant and domineering figures they had been before; they were all ashen-faced with fright.
Lu Yuyan lowered his head to suppress a laugh, and touched his nose. His older sister's mouth, which was at a 36-degree angle, could now make Prince An's zero-degree words sound as if they were spoken at will.
Xi Yi and his group of guards stepped forward, and without saying a word, they swung their arms and slapped him several times across the face.
Zhu Yu squeezed Lu Xiaoyun's broad hand, returned to the carriage, took out the embroidered shoes that Li Feng had prepared for him, walked up to Xi Yi, and said, "Here, use this to hit him. Slapping with your hand hurts your hand."
“It’s still dirty,” he added.
"Yes, thank you, Your Highness."
"I throw it away after I'm done fanning myself; I don't like trash."
"Yes, Your Highness!"
The onlookers stared in horror.
The crisp sound of slaps was especially clear on this winter morning. Before long, the faces of the three women were swollen and blood was streaming from the corners of their mouths.
But they were being held captive by the guards of Prince An's mansion, and they couldn't break free.
Their husbands were not high-ranking officials to begin with, and seeing that they had recklessly offended Prince An, none of them dared to step forward to speak up for their wives. They all shrank back and did not dare to utter a single word.
It's likely that in order to protect his official position and his family, he would divorce her as soon as he returned home after the palace banquet.
Seeing this, how could the others dare to act recklessly again? They thought that the claim that Lu Xiaoyun had been divorced by Prince An was probably false. Look at how Prince An held her in his arms; wasn't he cherishing her dearly?
There are also rumors that Lu Xiaoyun had an affair with a guard from the Prince An's mansion, which are probably just malicious speculations by those people.
Lu Yucheng glared fiercely at Prince An, who had stolen his sister's back, and followed him into the palace without saying a word.
While holding Zhu Yu in her arms, Lu Xiaoyun looked at the petite beauty in her arms with "tender affection": "My beloved concubine, are you satisfied with the hairstyle I did for you today?"
Zhu Yu nestled in Lu Xiaoyun's arms and said softly, "Yes, I like it very much."
“The Prince An’s residence is your home. From now on, you don’t need to abide by any rules at home. Do whatever you like. I will be happy with whatever you do.”
"Alright, Your Highness, I will obey." Zhu Yu's words were so sweet they could drip honey.
Lu Yucheng couldn't help but widen his eyes. Sister, this hairstyle was clearly done by your brother, me. How did it become Zhu Yu who did it for you?
You even agreed!
Lu Yuyan clenched one hand into a fist, pressed it to his lips, and laughed foolishly. How come he never realized before that his older sister and that Zhu Yu were both movie stars?
The performance was so moving and emotionally resonant.
In fact, the two had already written their divorce papers.
Zhu Yu spoke softly and teasingly in Lu Xiaoyun's ear, "Your Highness, would you like to come to my room again tonight?"
Lu Xiaoyun shuddered, suddenly remembering how he had pinned her down on the bed and kissed her wantonly last night.
She had reason to suspect that Zhu Yu did it on purpose.
Those around who heard this stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Goodness, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion is quite formidable. And this is right at the palace gate, in front of so many people.
Prince An responded gently, "Alright, from now on I will stay in your room every day."
Zhu Yu chuckled softly, her small hand nestled in Lu Xiaoyun's large hand, and gently scratched it.
The scratching made Lu Xiaoyun's heart tremble.
Lu Yucheng's face turned pale and then red; his sister was far more ruthless than he had imagined.
The four ignored him and entered the palace gate.
The palace banquet was held in Zhaoyang Hall near the Imperial Garden. As soon as Lu Xiaoyun entered the hall, she was stopped by Qi Shaocheng and several military generals.
Zhu Yu pouted and glared fiercely at the generals.
The generals felt a chill run down their spines, as if Prince An had sliced them apart with his eyes.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lu Yucheng stepped forward, pulled his sister along, and walked towards their location.
Zhu Yu glanced at his brother-in-law with a mournful expression, but had no choice but to bite his lower lip and silently follow behind him.
Zhu Zhi suddenly looked up and saw "Lu Xiaoyun". He couldn't help but swallow. The eldest daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion had such a stunning appearance.
He thought bitterly, "Zhu Yu is so lucky to have married such a stunning beauty."
How come Zhu Yu gets all the good things?
Lu Yuyan glanced deeply at Lu Yucheng and Zhu Yu's backs, touched his nose, chuckled, and looked around without sitting down.
He had only ever seen such ancient palace banquets on television.
Upon looking at him, he saw Ren Yong'an, Zhu Yu's former love interest.
However, this person's complexion, well, it was really bad.
To his surprise, Ren Yong'an did not look at Crown Prince Zhu Zhi with affection, but stared intently at his elder sister, "Prince An," who was talking with Qi Shaocheng and several other generals.
This is a bit strange. Didn't Ren Yong'an use Prince An as a stepping stone? What's going on here?
Lu Yuyan dusted off non-existent dust from his clothes and walked up to Ren Yong'an: "Miss Ren, how have you been?"
Ren Yong'an was already in a bad mood, and he was startled when he heard this: "You, who are you?"
Lu Yuyan chuckled lightly: "Miss Ren, you really have a bad memory. I am Lu Yuyan, the physician of the Prince An's residence. I had the honor of meeting you a few days ago at the Prince An's residence."
That was an extremely bad impression, and Ren Yong'an's face turned somewhat grim.
However, upon realizing that the person before her was merely a lowly physician, she immediately revealed a disdainful look. It turned out that he was Lu Yuyan, who had brazenly asked the Emperor for a minor eighth-rank official position while treating the Empress Dowager's headaches. How dare a mere eighth-rank physician come and chat with her?
Ha, could it be that he's attracted to her beauty? Doesn't he even know who he is?
She sneered and said, "Does Physician Lu have something to discuss with me? If not, Physician Lu, please leave. I have no time to chat with you."
Lu Yuyan smiled slightly: "I am not very talented, but my medical skills are passable. I see that Miss Ren doesn't look too well today. How about I take her pulse?"
A hint of panic flashed in Ren Yong'an's eyes, and she took a step back: "No, there's no need. My Left Prime Minister's Mansion is also a family of great wealth and honor, and we naturally have a physician. I just didn't get enough rest last night, so there's no need for Physician Lu to trouble himself."
After saying that, Ren Yong'an hurriedly prepared to leave.
Lu Yuyan grabbed her wrist: "Miss Ren, why are you running away?"
Ren Yong'an's face paled, and she forcefully shook off Lu Yuyan's hand that was gripping her wrist: "Physician Lu, please have some self-respect!"
After saying that, he left as if fleeing.
Lu Yuyan chuckled. "So that's how it is. Heh, this is going to be quite a show."
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