Xin Yao woke up, feeling the warmth and softness beside him in a daze. When he finally focused on his surroundings, he was instantly terrified.
He realized he was in the princess's bed, tightly holding her in his arms. Shocked, his face turned pale as if struck by lightning.
He hurriedly released his grip and jumped off the bed like a frightened rabbit, landing with a thud on the floor. Trembling slightly from fear, he lowered his head, not daring to breathe, waiting for the princess's punishment.
Yun Qingyu, however, remained calm. She stood up slowly, stretching her stiff body from a night of inactivity and yawning. Then she said in a flat tone, "Forget it. Go serve This Palace and get ready."
When Yun Qingyu stepped out of the chamber, she unexpectedly saw Lu Mingzhan standing at the stone steps outside.
She raised an eyebrow in surprise, not expecting him to be here so early despite still recovering from serious injuries. He truly was adaptable.
Lu Mingzhan gazed intently at Yun Qingyu, his eyes filled with a complex emotion as he spoke, "Qingyu, I need to talk to you."
Yun Qingyu looked at him coldly, her gaze frosty as she replied, "Have you forgotten where this is? This Palace is the only master of this residence. You should know to pay your respects upon seeing This Palace."
Lu Mingzhan's expression changed abruptly, anger flashing in his eyes. Yet he struggled to suppress the rising fury within him, his fists clenching unconsciously. His lips trembled slightly as he cursed inwardly before attempting to appear submissive.
"I was wrong before. Could you please not hold it against me, Your Highness?"
As he spoke, his eyes caught sight of Xin Yao draping an outer garment over Yun Qingyu—a naturally beautiful scene that darkened his expression. With a hint of accusation in his tone, he asked, "It seems you've changed completely these past few days. Have you fallen for someone else?"
After saying this, he quickly adopted a remorseful demeanor, squeezing out a few crocodile tears. "I used to misunderstand emotions and sought your attention in a special way. Only later did I realize I had gone about it all wrong. Can you give me another chance?"
Yun Qingyu looked coldly at the hypocritical person before her, a mocking smile curling at the corners of her mouth as she turned to Xin Yao and asked, "Do you believe what he says?"
Xin Yao stood beside Yun Qingyu. Over the past two years in Princess Manor, he had observed this Consort's actions more closely than Yun Qingyu had. He shot a cold glance at the insincere Consort and replied, "No."
Upon hearing Xin Yao's response, Lu Mingzhan gritted his teeth in anger, casting a disdainful look at Xin Yao as he said fiercely, "He's just a shadow guard, of lowly status. Your Highness used to despise him the most. Why today…"
Yun Qingyu looked at Lu Mingzhan as if he were a fool, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she said, "Do you suspect he has placed a curse on This Palace?"
However, to her surprise, Lu Mingzhan nodded affirmatively and added, "It's quite possible."
Yun Qingyu was momentarily speechless, inwardly cursing: Can he not tell that this is sarcasm? It seems he's not just a scumbag but also a fool.
With an indifferent tone, Yun Qingyu spoke again, "If you can wait here for me, it must mean your body is not in serious trouble. Go back to Wutong Courtyard and pack your things. This Palace will send someone with the Divorce Certificate to you this afternoon. Hurry up and leave; don’t linger here and obstruct This Palace's view."
Seeing Yun Qingyu's resolute indifference, Lu Mingzhan could no longer hold back. He shouted, "Yun Qingyu!"
He thought to himself that he had already lowered himself so much, yet this wretched woman was still unsatisfied.
All his insults echoed in Yun Qingyu's ears. Her expression turned icy, a glint of cold light flashing in her eyes as she said coldly, "I taught you the rules just yesterday; it seems you still haven't remembered."
Before Lu Mingzhan could react to her words, a rush of wind swept past his ear, followed by a sharp pain in his knee.
It turned out that Xin Yao, like a ghost, swept in front of him and kicked his knee again. Just like yesterday, Lu Mingzhan was caught off guard and fell to his knees.
His bodyguard was taken aback and hurriedly shouted, "Young Master, are you alright?"
As he spoke, he rushed to support him.
Lu Mingzhan's face twisted in pain, his eyes filled with fury, but he could only curse the wretched girl repeatedly in his heart, too afraid to utter another word.
Yun Qingyu raised an eyebrow slightly and disdainfully said, "Cursing back and forth with the same words shows no creativity. How boring."
She glanced at Xin Yao, who had returned to stand behind her, gently patted his head, and said softly, "Thank you for your clothes." Then she turned to leave.
Xin Yao stood there in a daze, feeling his cheeks flush slightly.
The princess's gentle touch and her attitude towards him made his long-cold and lonely heart suddenly race. A feeling he had never experienced before surged within him.
Meanwhile, Lu Mingzhan, the villain crying foul, returned to Lu's Mansion and exaggeratedly recounted what had just happened to his family.
Upon hearing this, his sister was instantly furious and vehemently scolded Yun Qingyu: "That madwoman! How dare she treat my brother like this?"
The Third Prince snorted coldly from the side and disdainfully remarked, "Isn't she just a madwoman? What does she mean by threatening to seize properties? Do they think it's that easy to raid a minister's household? Right now, she's nothing but a variable causing chaos. But with the Emperor backing her, we need to find a way to stabilize the situation first. Let's invite her over to Lu's Mansion."
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