Lu Xiaoyun stepped forward and waved her hand dismissively: "All of you, step back!"
"Yes!" In an instant, everyone except Feng Yan and Jiang Chuan withdrew completely.
Lu Xiaoyun raised an eyebrow at Lu Yuyan.
Lu Yuyan pouted. Why wasn't he so lucky? How did he end up transmigrating into the body of a poor, destitute person?
Zhu Yu snorted coldly, "A fox borrowing the tiger's power."
Feng Yan and Jiang Chuan, their eyes bloodshot, knelt down before Lu Xiaoyun with a thud: "Your subordinates failed to protect our master, please punish us, Master/Your Highness!"
Lu Xiaoyun glanced at Zhu Yu, and Zhu Yu nodded to her.
Lu Xiaoyun put her hands behind her back and said in a deep voice to the two people kneeling on the ground, "Jiang Chuan, this matter has nothing to do with you. Get up first."
"Your Highness?"
Lu Xiaoyun only glanced at him.
Jiang Chuan felt an invisible pressure coming from above, so he immediately stood up and stepped aside, then glanced at Feng Yan on the ground with a "good luck to him" look.
She spoke calmly, "Feng Yan, do you know where you went wrong?"
“I shouldn’t have abandoned my master to chase after the assassin. Perhaps this was a diversionary tactic by the assassin, which put my master and the princess in danger. I deserve to die.”
"Anything else?"
"Anything else?" Feng Yan thought for a moment before saying, "I shouldn't have focused on just one place. I should have expanded the search area. The most important thing is that the horse had already been hit by an arrow and was running wildly and recklessly. It would have bled to death in the end."
"Your subordinates should not only focus on finding the master, but also find the horse and the carriage. Only by finding these two things will it be easier to find the master and the queen."
Lu Xiaoyun gave a faint "hmm".
"Furthermore, I should have contacted General Qi Shaocheng, the deputy commander of the Northern Army, as soon as possible and asked him to send more people to search for the master's whereabouts. Instead, I should not have been so arrogant and reckless as to disregard the lives of the master and the princess with just these few people. I should also apologize to the emperor as soon as possible and request that he send the imperial guards to search the mountain."
"But I completely lost my composure at the time, which caused such a long delay. If Your Majesty and the Princess Consort were truly in danger, and I have delayed for so long, I deserve to die a thousand deaths. Please grant me death, Your Majesty!"
Feng Yan knelt down and kowtowed heavily.
Lu Xiaoyun stared at the person kneeling on the ground without saying a word.
Lu Yuyan had to admire his sister. She was amazing; she deserved an Oscar. In that kind of environment, facing Zhu Yu's group of subordinates who were clearly skilled in both martial arts and intelligence, she had managed to remain undetected for so long.
Zhu Yu stepped forward and said coldly, "There's still a little bit left!"
Feng Yan raised his head and looked at the "princess" next to his "master," who was wearing an obviously ill-fitting men's robe. She was petite, and her right hand was wrapped in gauze with bloodstains, indicating that she was injured. Her pale face looked even paler now.
Feng Yan paused for a moment, then lowered his head.
Zhu Yu's face was as cold as ice, his sharp gaze fixed on Feng Yan on the ground, and he spoke coldly again: "There's more!"
"Please give your instructions, Your Highness!" Feng Yan had no choice but to ask, biting the bullet.
Zhu Yu walked up to Feng Yan, grabbed his chin with his uninjured left hand, lifted his head, and looked at Feng Yan's bloodied neck, saying word by word: "As the commander of the secret guards of the Prince An's mansion, with no news of your master and his life hanging in the balance, you dare to commit suicide!"
Feng Yan's face turned pale. Even though it was a woman holding his chin tightly, he didn't dare to break free.
Zhu Yu shoved Feng Yan aside, turned and walked towards Lu Xiaoyun and the other person, coldly saying, "After returning to the manor, you will receive fifty strokes of the military rod as punishment!"
"Yes!" Feng Yan was almost completely unaware that the person who said this was the woman who, in their eyes, was shameless and had used despicable means to climb into their master's bed.
Jiang Chuan rushed over, knelt down and begged for forgiveness: "Yes, it was I who injured Feng Yan, not him who wanted to commit suicide. I know I was wrong, please punish me, Your Highness."
Lu Xiaoyun narrowed her eyes. She knew it. Feng Yan wasn't a brainless person.
Zhu Yu coldly said, "Heh, I, the Princess Consort, had no idea that His Highness Prince An's guards would start fighting amongst themselves. The matter is unclear, the assassin's identity is unknown, there are internal and external troubles, yet you dare to fight amongst yourselves? Where are your brains? Have you all thrown them into the latrine?"
Jiang Chuan and Feng Yan didn't dare to breathe loudly, feeling that the princess's aura was even more frightening than their master's.
Lu Xiaoyun said, "I will make a note of this matter for you. You will receive your punishment upon returning to the manor."
The two knelt down to express their gratitude.
Lu Xiaoyun continued, "Get up. Tell me, who exactly are those black-clad assassins? Are they related to the Fengyue Gang that assassinated us on our wedding day? Have you found any clues about the mastermind behind it all?"
Feng Yan stood up, bowed his head, and recounted the events in detail before finally saying, "Master, the leader of the black-clad assassins has been captured and imprisoned at the villa."
Lu Xiaoyun: "Yes, keep a close eye on him. Don't let him die. I want to meet him personally."
"yes."
"Until the mastermind behind this is found, this matter should not be disclosed to the public. Have your men clean up those bodies."
"yes."
Lu Xiaoyun glanced at Zhu Yu, who immediately understood and asked, "Where is Li Feng?"
Feng Yan glanced at the "princess" and immediately lowered his head, no longer looking directly at her.
He felt that her aura was a bit intimidating, and her cold aura was no less than that of his own cold-faced prince. Especially when she grabbed his chin, he even felt as if his whole body was frozen.
"She was injured and fainted, but I have already ordered someone to send her back to Prince An's residence."
Jiang Chuan immediately added, "Your Highness, rest assured, Physician Jiang is in the Prince An's residence. Physician Jiang is a compassionate doctor. Although Li Feng is a maid, he will certainly not ignore her."
Zhu Yu nodded.
"Master, are you going back to the Prince An's residence or to the villa to interrogate the leader of the black-clad assassins?"
Just as Zhu Yu was about to suggest going to the villa, Lu Xiaoyun spoke first, saying, "Let's go back to the Prince An's residence."
Feng Yan naturally dared not say anything; his master must have his reasons for saying he would return to the Prince An's residence.
Zhu Yu gave her a cold look.
Zhu Yu pointed to his injured wrist. There was no medicine there; it was too rudimentary. If that thin arm wasn't treated promptly, it might develop some kind of chronic condition.
Zhu Yu gave a soft snort and stopped objecting.
The group searched for them all night with great tension, and everyone was exhausted.
There was only one horse, and Lu Xiaoyun had no idea how to ride a horse. Zhu Yu's right hand was injured, and given his small size, it was impossible for him to sit behind her and control the horse.
Alright then, Lu Xiaoyun ordered everyone to rest for half a day, while Jiang Chuan immediately returned to the Prince An's residence to bring the carriage over.
In the afternoon, Jiang Chuan arrived at the two extremely luxurious and spacious carriages of Prince An, which were made entirely of sandalwood.
Zhu Yu went inside and changed into the clothes Jiang Chuan had brought. Fortunately, Li Feng had been helping him change clothes these past few days, so he already knew how to wear these complicated women's clothes.
After changing his clothes, Zhu Yu said to everyone, "Let's go back to the manor."
Jiang Chuan shrugged at Feng Yan and whispered, "Hey, do you think something happened between the Prince and the Princess last night? I feel like the Prince is listening to the Princess more and more."
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