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Upon returning to Princess Manor, Yun Qingyu walked straight into the inner chamber and gently placed the medicinal herbs she had brought back on the table.
Her expression was focused as her slender fingers deftly unwrapped the herbs. With sharp eyes, she meticulously examined each ingredient, leaving no suspicious detail overlooked.
Only after confirming everything was correct did she slightly raise her gaze and command the maid, "Go prepare these herbs." Her voice was soft yet carried an undeniable authority.
Then, she called out calmly, "Xin Yao, close the door."
As soon as she finished speaking, a shadow darted out from behind the curtain in the corner, swiftly and silently shutting the door.
Yun Qingyu looked at Xin Yao with a calm gaze and said, "Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed."
Upon hearing this, Xin Yao's body jolted, a multitude of questions swirling in his mind.
In addition to the Consort in the courtyard, there were four attendants. What was His Highness planning to do?
The events of today were far too bizarre for him. The top expert of the Hidden Pavilion, known for being ruthless in killing, now appeared somewhat at a loss.
Yun Qingyu sensed his thoughts and sighed softly, a hint of helplessness in her tone. "Don't worry; this palace has no interest in you nor intends to torment you. Your wounds need treatment."
A flush of embarrassment crossed Xin Yao's face. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly removed his upper garment and awkwardly lay down on the bed, his muscles tense with anxiety.
In contrast, Yun Qingyu seemed composed despite it being her first time attending to someone in this manner.
Holding the ointment, she gently applied it to Xin Yao's wounds. Aside from her natural indifference, she appeared far more at ease than Xin Yao.
As she treated his injuries, she spoke, "This palace has a few rules for you."
"First, during the day you can openly follow me. Unless there is a special task, you need not hide anymore." Yun Qingyu's voice was steady and firm as her gaze remained focused on Xin Yao's back.
"Second, there's no need to stay in the beams at night; you can sleep on the soft couch in this chamber." She continued without pausing her movements.
"Third, from now on you will have your meals with me three times a day. You must drink the medicinal soup I have prepared for you on time. However, if anyone tries to use my name to make you drink poison or toxic wine, you should learn to refuse."
Xin Yao lay silently on the bed, quietly listening to Yun Qingyu's orders.
He furrowed his brows, feeling that these rules were truly inconsistent with the code of the Shadow Guards. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Yun Qingyu's indifferent voice once again: "Remember, any deviation from the rules will be subject to This Palace's orders. You have no room for negotiation."
At that moment, a maid's voice came from outside: "Your Highness, the medicine is ready."
Xin Yao obediently responded. Yun Qingyu stood up and opened the door, taking the medicine from the maid. Noticing the maid's hesitance, she frowned slightly and asked, "Is there anything else?"
The maid hurriedly reported, "The Consort has been burning up all night and finally fainted while calling for Your Highness. You see... although we don't know what this Consort intends to do, he is still Lu Mingzhan's legitimate son. If anything were to happen to him, it wouldn't be good for you either."
Yun Qingyu scoffed inwardly, surprised that Lu Mingzhan, that dog of a man, would still think of her; it was truly laughable.
She merely smiled faintly and said, "This Palace will go take a look shortly."
After saying that, she lowered her head to smell the medicine's aroma, turned around to place it on the table, and looked at Xin Yao, adding, "Fourth point: your health has deteriorated significantly. You are not allowed to eat cold food anymore or take cold baths. You must take your medicine on time. This Palace will help you restore your health."
When Xin Yao met Yun Qingyu's indifferent gaze, he was momentarily taken aback, feeling puzzled. This was not just his illusion; today's Your Highness was completely different from usual.
Yun Qingyu understood his thoughts but chose to ignore them. She simply said, "After you finish your medicine, go rest. There's no need for you to keep watch tonight." With that, she turned and left towards Lu Mingzhan's Wutong Courtyard.
As Yun Qingyu stepped over the threshold of Wutong Courtyard, a strong medicinal scent assaulted her senses.
As a Consort living separately from the princess, the original owner had indeed indulged him greatly.
She slowly walked into the inner chamber and saw Lu Mingzhan lying on the bed, already awake but pale as paper.
Lu Mingzhan looked at Yun Qingyu standing by the bed with a complex expression in his eyes, filled with deep scrutiny. The two stared at each other in silence for a long time.
Yun Qingyu raised an eyebrow slightly, feeling somewhat displeased. "What kind of look is that?"
At her words, Lu Mingzhan coldly turned his head away and replied in a detached tone, "I dare not."
A mocking smile curled at the corners of Yun Qingyu's lips as she turned away and said lightly, "Daring would not be a problem. Since you are so ungrateful and do not thank This Palace, I have decided to grant you your wish. Once your injuries heal, This Palace will give you a Divorce Certificate so you can return to your residence. For your aunt's child and the Third Prince's Crown Prince position, you must stay here and play along; I have seen enough of these tricks."
Upon hearing this, Lu Mingzhan panicked instantly. He shot up from the bed, gripping the sheets tightly as he shouted, "Yun Qingyu!"
Yun Qingyu's expression turned icy as she shot him a fierce glare that seemed to say, "If you dare say another word, you'll lose your life."
Lu Mingzhan felt as if someone had tightened a grip around his throat, causing him to choke momentarily. His already pale face turned even more ghastly.
In the past, Yun Qingyu had always yielded to him, which made him feel invincible. But now, Yun Qingyu was no longer the person he could manipulate at will.
Yun Qingyu didn't want to spend another moment with this scoundrel. She turned and quickly walked out of the inner chamber, instructing the attendant, "Take good care of your master." With that, she left without looking back.
As she walked, Yun Qingyu pondered the recent events: the Sixth Princess's visit, Consort Lu's summons, and Lu Mingzhan's subsequent capitulation. Who would be unable to sit still next?
This series of events felt like an undercurrent stirring beneath a calm lake, uncertain when it would erupt into greater turmoil.
Meanwhile, news of the Seventh Princess's severe punishment of Consort Lu had spread like wildfire.
Several princes were taken aback by this news. They exchanged glances and tacitly chose to observe the situation quietly.
Only the Third Prince's expression changed drastically upon hearing the news; his brows furrowed tightly.
He understood that their father intended for Yun Qingyu to lead troops in the future and would surely grant her military authority. Moreover, she had a top-tier Shadow Guard by her side.
Yun Qingyu was a woman and could not vie for the throne; their father did not worry about her amassing power. Therefore, it was essential to win her over.
With this thought in mind, the Third Prince gritted his teeth and murmured, "I can only make things difficult for Lu Mingzhan. Prepare the carriage; I will visit the Lu Family."
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