After the meal, Lu Xiaoyun stood up, glanced at Zhu Yu who remained silent, and said to Li Feng, "Take good care of the Princess Consort." Then she turned to leave.
"Your Highness," Zhu Yu called out to her.
Lu Xiaoyun turned around and looked at Zhu Yu.
"Let them go out first, I have something to say to you."
"Hey, how dare you speak to the Prince like that?" Jiang Chuanchao raised his fist at Zhu Yu.
Zhu Yu shot him a cold glare: "I am speaking with the Prince, do you have the right to interrupt! You servant, who gave you the audacity? Get out of here!"
Jiang Chuan was startled.
Even Feng Yan's eyes widened. This eldest daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo's family had been investigated by his master after the Emperor bestowed a marriage upon her. She was just a woman spoiled by her stepmother. She was arrogant and domineering towards the servants, always beating and scolding them, but when facing the Duke of Zhenguo's second wife or others of higher status, such as the royal princess, she acted timid and subservient.
To put it bluntly, she's all show and no substance; it's a pity she even painted her beautiful face into a grotesque mess.
It truly became a laughing stock outside Shengjing City.
But why is this Miss Lu in front of him different from what he found out?
Feng Yan secretly glanced at his master and saw that he was standing with his hands behind his back, seemingly not finding anything wrong with what the princess had said.
"Miss..."
Zhu Yu glanced at Li Feng and said, "You go out too."
The group exchanged glances and silently withdrew.
"What is it?" Lu Xiaoyun asked.
"Did Feng Yan finish his business?" The question seemed abrupt, but Lu Xiaoyun miraculously understood it.
She nodded: "Yes, he's been imprisoned in Dali Temple. I'm just about to go see him."
"We need to act quickly. If Li Quan finds out something is wrong, it will be very troublesome."
"Okay." Seeing Zhu Yu close his eyes, Lu Xiaoyun glanced at him silently. After eating two medicinal meals and Li Feng feeding him medicine without fail these past few days, Zhu Yu's complexion was no longer as pale as it had been this morning.
Reaching the courtyard gate, she waved to the two guards standing outside: "From today onwards, the princess will no longer be confined to her quarters. Remove the guards."
In an instant, all the guards watching over Feixue Garden were gone.
Jiang Chuan and Feng Yan exchanged a glance.
Lu Xiaoyun led them toward the gate of the Prince's Mansion.
“Master, when we captured Li Qi, he was torturing a woman he had just captured from the farm in a villa on the outskirts of the capital.”
Recalling the scene they witnessed when they infiltrated the villa that afternoon, Feng Yan's expression turned grim. Was Li Qi even human?
Seeing that his expression was not good, Lu Xiaoyun said, "Tell me."
Feng Yan paused for a moment, seemingly trying to figure out how to express himself.
Lu Xiaoyun's expression also darkened. Given Li Qi's character, the woman must have suffered more than just a little: "If it's hard to say, then don't say it."
“No, Master.” Feng Yan looked up, then lowered his head again and said, “When we arrived, the woman had already been tortured beyond recognition. After Li Qi had satisfied his primal instincts, he gave the woman to the servants in the villa. Those dozen or so servants took turns… took turns, and they were holding all sorts of things to the woman… We couldn’t bear to watch any longer, so we killed them.”
"Good riddance! It's too easy for them to die like this!" Jiang Chuan said angrily. They fought desperately on the northwestern battlefield to drive the Northern Qi out of the Great Zhou for the sake of the millions of people behind them. But these sons of officials are really despicable.
Lu Xiaoyun's face was extremely dark and she asked in a cold voice, "What about Li Qi?"
“My men gave him a good beating. Even if Li Quan came in person, he would never recognize that this was his good grandson. My men also chopped off his manhood, pulled out his tongue, broke his hands and feet, and then threw him into the Dali Temple.”
"Did you personally hand the person over to the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review?"
"Yes, I have spoken with Lord Wang Zhemao, the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review. This man is the assassin who shot the master in the heart with an arrow that day. I asked Lord Wang to interrogate him thoroughly and make him confess who was behind it."
Lu Xiaoyun gave Feng Yan a thumbs up in her heart. This man truly deserves to be Zhu Yu's capable assistant. With just one sentence, he was sure to take half of Li Qi's life.
After the assassination attempt, the old emperor was furious. How could a prince be assassinated right under the emperor's nose? He immediately ordered the three judicial departments—the Court of Judicial Review, the Ministry of Justice, and the Censorate—to work together to solve the case. Every member of the three judicial departments, from top to bottom, was fined half a year's salary.
It's not a big deal for the high-ranking officials in the Three Judicial Offices to have their salaries reduced, but those without official rank rely on that salary to make a living. Now that the "assassin" has been sent to the Dali Temple's prison, Li Qi, do you think you'll have a good night tonight?
Tsk tsk, Feng Yan probably played a significant role in the origin of Zhu Yu's title of "Shengjing's Number One Demon King".
Lu Xiaoyun turned and went back to the main courtyard: "We won't go to the Dali Temple today. Let Wang Zhemao entertain Li Qi properly on my behalf."
Even if Wang Zhemao didn't kill him, he would at most leave him with a breath of life. Without a tongue, he couldn't speak; with broken hands and feet, he couldn't write. He would let him taste the bitterness of being utterly helpless and desperate.
Li Qi was rarely home, so it was impossible for Li Quan to imagine that his grandson had been thrown into the Dali Temple as an assassin.
Who knows, he might even accidentally kick it himself a couple of times.
Nothing was said that night.
Before dawn the next day, the fat woman called out from afar: "Lu Xiaoyun, what time is it? Why aren't you up yet? Do you still think you're the young lady of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion? Let me tell you, if you don't get up and serve tea to Consort Duan, you'll be in trouble."
Li Feng opened the door and pushed the fat woman out of the courtyard: "Stop shouting. Miss's wound hurt again last night, and she didn't sleep much all night. She finally fell asleep, and you woke her up again."
The fat woman spat in their direction: "Pah, serves you right."
"Don't forget what the prince said yesterday," Li Feng glared angrily at the fat woman.
The fat woman shrank back. Prince An had said that if she dared to come any closer to the two of them, he would kill her.
The fat woman left, grumbling and cursing, and her score increased by another ten points.
Zhu Yu is now completely numb.
Eight hundred and seventy points! In just a few days, the score has been steadily rising.
Li Feng turned around and saw that "Miss" had already woken up: "Miss."
Zhu Yu said calmly, "Help me up."
Li Feng felt a pang of sympathy: "Miss, your injuries haven't healed yet. Why don't I go and ask Consort Duan to let you serve tea after you've recovered? The Emperor has already made you a laughingstock by exempting you from going to the palace to express your gratitude. If you go to serve tea to Consort Duan now while you're not feeling well, who knows how those sycophants will laugh at you behind your back."
Zhu Yu: "No problem."
The Emperor didn't excuse Lu Xiaoyun from expressing her gratitude; he simply didn't want to see her at all, which is why he ordered her not to enter the palace.
Li Feng pursed her lips, wanting to say a few more words of persuasion, but seeing that her young mistress had already thrown off the covers and gotten up, with such a determined attitude, she had no choice but to give up the idea of persuading her further and went to the closet to find clothes.
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