After entering the Prince An's residence late at night once again, Zhu Yu gazed at Lu Xiaoyun with a deep look in his eyes.
Lu Xiaoyun squeezed her legs together under his gaze, took a half step back cautiously, and asked, "What are you doing?"
Zhu Yu stared at that spot on her chin and raised his chin: "Is it still usable?"
Lu Xiaoyun's face flushed instantly: "What do you think?"
"There are rumors that you are no longer able to have sexual intercourse."
Ha, even though she has the soul of a woman, she has at least been in a man's body for so long, she should have some dignity as a man too.
"Who says I can't be sexually promiscuous? Not only can I, I can even sleep with seven women in one night!" His proud and arrogant demeanor every morning was no joke.
Zhu Yu scoffed: "That's not necessary. One woman can have sex with you seven times a night."
Outside, Jiang Chuan and the others twitched at the corners of their mouths. What kind of wild and inappropriate words were those from the princess?
Feng Yan's forehead veins throbbed, and he turned to see that Qi Yu and Li Feng's faces were also flushed red.
So Jiang Chuan led Li Feng, and Feng Yan led Qi Yu, and together they led the eavesdroppers out of the courtyard.
As Zhu Yu spoke, he walked towards Lu Xiaoyun, his lecherous and gleaming eyes so alluring they could steal one's soul.
Lu Xiaoyun shuddered in fright: "You, you're not really going to do this, are you?"
Zhu Yu licked his lips. Lu Xiaoyun's idea was bold and tempting.
So he let out a howl and pounced on it.
Lu Xiaoyun dodged away in a flash.
Zhu Yu continued to chase, while Lu Xiaoyun continued to evade.
One person knocked over a chair, and another overturned a screen.
The clanging and banging sounds carried extremely far.
The subordinates who had been driven out of the house looked at each other in disbelief; the fight had been far too intense.
As expected of their master, Prince An, his leg injury hasn't fully healed yet, but he already has such fighting ability.
At midnight, the moon hangs above the willow branches.
The servants of Prince An's mansion were horrified to see the door, which they had been struggling with for several hours, finally opened.
A woman emerged from inside, hands on her hips, face filthy, hair disheveled, hairpins askew, clothes in disarray, standing angrily at the doorway.
Before leaving, the woman kicked the door hard and said something vicious to the people inside.
The person inside seemed to have knocked something over again in fright.
The woman tossed her hair behind her, lifted her torn skirt and tucked it into her waistband, then leaped onto the wall and disappeared into the night.
The subordinate, belatedly realizing what was happening, rushed into the house to check on his master.
The once imposing Prince An was now sitting on the ground, his face covered in dirt, his hair disheveled, his clothes rumpled, panting heavily, and kicking the soft couch in frustration.
So the already crooked soft couch snapped in half with a crack, and the blankets and cushions on it were scattered all over the floor.
The crucial point is that their Prince An's face not only had dirt on it, but also lip rouge smeared all over it.
The princess is indeed formidable!
"Gulp." Feng Yan couldn't help but swallow, and cautiously stepped forward: "Master, are you alright?"
Several subordinates looked at their master with concern.
Jiang Chuan felt a chill run down his spine and said, "Your Highness, how about... how about we let Mr. Lu come and take a look? I've heard that the first time is always a bit more difficult."
Wu Chuan nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, when my wife and I first got married, we didn't consummate our marriage for a long time on our wedding night. After we succeeded the first time, well, hehe, we got hooked."
Bringing up a sore spot, Feng Yan kicked Wu Chuan.
Wu Chuan, who had been grinning, immediately shut his mouth.
Lu Xiaoyun looked coldly at the three people standing in front of her.
Is she in a bad state?
She fought with Zhu Yu to figure out who should be on top, okay!
She said that since she is now in a male body, she should be on top.
But Zhu Yu said that although he was a woman, he had the soul of a man, and there was no reason for a man to be on the bottom.
So the two agreed to have a fight, and whoever won would have to do what the other said.
The two used the same martial arts style and the same moves. As soon as the first move was made, the second move was already known and easily neutralized.
They fought for several hours without a clear winner.
She was all ready, the arrow was on the bowstring, but the arrogant Zhu Yu stopped abruptly, packed his bags, and left.
What kind of nonsense is this!
The meat that was almost in my mouth is gone.
Zhu Yu, who had climbed over the wall into the house, soaked himself in hot water, then plunged headfirst into the water and closed his eyes.
I suddenly feel very unwell.
He just didn't want Lu Xiaoyun to regret it.
I raised my hand, looked at the jade bracelet, and saw that I still had nine thousand points left. I had lost several thousand points in the past two months.
In another two or three months, the two of them will be able to switch back.
...
Since the Duke of Zhenguo was carried back to his residence late at night, and the Second Prince Zhu Heng visited him on behalf of the Emperor, ministers have been coming to visit him one after another.
Lu Yucheng looked sorrowful and declined all visitors, making the entire mansion seem lifeless.
The 100,000-strong Xishan Military Camp was transferred to Mucheng and arrived in Mucheng in less than half a month. After several battles, the bandits who had been ambushed at Beiqiupo were wiped out in less than half a month.
Once the army entered the city, the popular uprising was quickly suppressed.
Neither the Duke of England nor Zhu Chen could figure it out, since this group of people was far too easy to defeat, and seemed to be a different group from the first one.
Zhu Chen's injuries are gradually improving.
The military report was presented, and the old emperor was overjoyed, ordering commendation.
Logically speaking, now that the bandits have been wiped out and the imperial court has issued a commendation order, an imperial decree should have been issued ordering them to break camp and return to the capital.
More than ten days have passed, but the imperial decree still has not been issued regarding when the Duke of England will lead his troops back to Beijing.
With the arrival of spring, the imperial court and the Third Prince's residence allocated funds again to buy grain and distribute porridge, while also distributing seeds for replanting. The snow disaster in Mu City was finally brought under control.
Just then, news suddenly came from the southern border that the Northern Army and the Chen army were facing off.
Although the Northern Army was brave and skilled in battle, capable of taking on ten men at once, the weapons of the Chen Kingdom were extremely sharp. Wherever they went, they reaped heads as easily as slicing vegetables, which was terrifying.
Without His Highness Prince An, the Northern Army is like a broken-winged eagle.
With both sides experiencing victories and defeats, the battle reached a stalemate, which was extremely disadvantageous for the Northern Army on its expedition.
When the military report reached Shengjing, the old emperor was greatly surprised. He never expected that even the Northern Army would find it difficult to conquer the small and insignificant Chen Kingdom.
The morning court session was noisy and chaotic.
"Your Majesty, I request that Your Majesty issue an edict to allow Prince An to regain command of the Northern Army. Prince An is known as the God of War, and has never been defeated in more than ten years of military service. He has also made the Northern Qi army, which has 300,000 iron cavalry, tremble with fear. He will surely be able to destroy Chen in one fell swoop."
Immediately, court officials objected: "His Highness Prince An is seriously wounded. How can he still fight on the battlefield? If the small state of Chen sees that our great Zhou has sent the seriously wounded Prince An to war, wouldn't we just become a laughing stock and make people think that our great Zhou has no generals to use? Wouldn't this just boost the enemy's arrogance!"
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