Zhu Yu stared intently at Lu Xiaoyun, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Blood seeped from several of his wounds, staining a large area of his white undergarment red.
But Zhu Yu didn't care at all, and spat out a sentence through gritted teeth: "Without the Tiger Tally in your hand, how can you survive? Being the 'Prince An' is not as easy as you think!"
Lu Xiaoyun raised an eyebrow at him. She knew that the original owner was a bit stupid, but being in the power vortex of Shengjing, she still had some understanding.
The struggle between the Crown Prince and the Third Prince has intensified in recent years as the old emperor has grown older.
The Crown Prince is backed by the Right Chancellor, the head of the civil officials, while the Third Prince is backed by the Duke of Yingguo, who commands the Xishan Military Camp with 150,000 troops. The two are locked in a power struggle.
However, the ones who held significant military power were Zhu Yu and his son, the Duke of Zhenguo, whom the Crown Prince and the Third Prince desperately wanted but could not obtain.
Now the two families have even formed a marriage alliance.
If she doesn't hand over the tiger tally on behalf of the Prince An's Mansion, then the entire Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, with its two hundred-plus members, will be put on the hot seat.
Zhu Yu understood the intricacies of the situation far better than she did.
Now she was absolutely certain that without the emperor's approval, Ren Yong'an would never have dared to do such a despicable thing in the palace in such an absurd marriage!
If that's the case...
Lu Xiaoyun's eyes flickered.
When the birds are all gone, the good bow is put away; when the cunning rabbit is dead, the hunting dog is cooked.
That's what the dog emperor was planning!
It's just unknown what role Zhu Yu played in this scheme.
Zhu Yu looked at Lu Xiaoyun with icy eyes.
"Lu Xiaoyun, I advise you to think this through carefully. Otherwise, you won't even know how you died. Once you lose your military power, in our current state, those who want my life will turn their attention to you, and you will be in danger at every turn."
"Still dreaming of being a carefree prince? Humph, dream on!"
Lu Xiaoyun glanced at him sideways, amused by Zhu Yu's constant calling her an idiot and a poisonous woman: "Oh, really? Then let's try it out and see what they're capable of. Now that we're in the open, those who want to kill you are in the shadows. If they want to make a move, why not give them a chance! If we can wipe them all out in one fell swoop, that would be even better."
At this point, she moved closer to Zhu Yu, staring into his eyes and saying, word by word, "Wasn't this exactly what His Highness Prince An was planning for that grand wedding three days ago? Or perhaps Prince An has some other scheme in mind? Why don't you tell me, and let me see how you're using this event so blatantly to achieve your ulterior motives?"
After saying that, Lu Xiaoyun straightened up and prepared to leave.
Zhu Yu's eyes darkened, and he suddenly stopped. Almost in an instant, he realized something.
Lu Xiaoyun in front of me is no simpleton!
At this moment, Jiang Chuan said from outside, "Your Highness, Madam Fang, the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo, requests an audience. She says she wants to see Lu and the Princess."
Lu Xiaoyun frowned. What was she doing here?
Looking at Zhu Yu, I saw that his originally cold and bloodshot eyes suddenly softened when he heard those words. It seems that the little man in the dream had told him that the two of them must not let a third person know about their current situation.
"Let her in," Lu Xiaoyun instructed calmly.
About two incense sticks later, a middle-aged woman, around thirty-six or thirty-seven years old, dressed in an official's robe, with exquisite makeup, a proper woman's hairstyle, and a jade headdress, walked slowly over, one hand on the old woman's wrist.
"Oh, we've finally arrived. Why is this so remote?" Though she said this, the upturned corners of her lips betrayed her true feelings.
When she entered Feixue Garden and saw its desolate scene, nestled in a remote corner of the Prince An's mansion, the corners of her mouth turned up even higher. She knew that the stupid girl who had married Prince An with such a despicable trick was sure to have a miserable life.
The old woman beside him smiled knowingly.
Upon entering the room, Fang's legs went weak when she saw the tall Prince An standing there. She hadn't expected that His Highness would be here. She quickly bowed and said, "Your subject, Fang, greets Your Highness."
Zhu Yu's body was extremely tall. Lu Xiaoyun's eyes were cold and deep as she looked down at Fang Shi, who had completely manipulated the original owner. Instead of telling her to get up, she lifted her robe and sat down on a chair to the side.
Jiang Chuan brought in tea, but without the prince's instructions, Fang Shi naturally wouldn't get any.
Fang Shi bent over, not daring to move. She didn't understand what was wrong with His Highness Prince An. He disliked that wretched girl Lu Xiaoyun, but she was different. She was the dignified Lady of the Duke of Zhenguo, a first-rank imperial consort.
She is still his mother-in-law, and an elder of Prince An.
It's fine if there's no tea, but why aren't you waking her up? Her back is so bad.
Did that brat offend the demon king again? If I had known, she wouldn't have come today.
She was a little unsteady on her feet, but without Prince An's orders, she dared not get up. However, her lowered eyes swept over the entire room.
The floor was littered with smashed tables, chairs, and benches. Ah, this must be the result of His Highness Prince An's outburst of anger in this room just now.
Then I saw that the dead girl lying on the bed had her face swollen high, and there were bloodstains on her inner clothes and sleeves.
Oh, did Prince An punish him?
If I had known, I would have come any later, and maybe I could have collected her body right away.
Zhu Yu glanced sideways, staring coldly at Fang Shi.
When Fang was stared at by those eyes, her hair stood on end. What an idiot! Did she think that she would grow a brain just because she came to the Prince An's mansion and knew that she had wasted the past ten years of her life? And she still dared to glare at her!
She straightened her face and glared back fiercely.
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