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As everyone's thoughts swirled, the distinguished scion of the Wen Family, Wen Zhan, made a grand entrance. He stood tall and moved gracefully, approaching Yun Qingyu and bowing respectfully. Every gesture of his exuded elegance.
Yun Qingyu's gaze fell upon him, and she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. With such outstanding demeanor, it was likely that even the Wen Family's Legitimate Son could not compare.
"I've heard that you possess considerable knowledge," Yun Qingyu remarked.
Wen Zhan was momentarily taken aback, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes as he pondered: Why would she care about my knowledge?
Logically, she should be more interested in whether my appearance and attire meet her standards today.
However, he did not show any of this on his face and maintained a cautious demeanor as he replied, "My knowledge is passable; thank you for the compliment, Princess Consort."
Yun Qingyu caught his unspoken thoughts and felt a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth. She truly had no interest in his appearance or attire.
So, she replied in a flat tone, "This Palace did not compliment you."
Next was Hong Yu, who respectfully stepped forward to pay his respects. His bright red attire shone under the light, and his eyes were clear and bright yet hinted at a rebellious spirit.
Yun Qingyu observed him and thought to herself that he was not an Illegitimate Son but rather someone the original owner had purchased at an auction.
She took a gentle sip of tea, contemplating: The original owner certainly had her share of good fortune; in comparison, what did Lu Mingzhan have besides his status that could match this Consort?
Just then, respectful voices echoed from the corridor outside: "Consort, please be careful and walk slowly."
Yun Qingyu slightly raised her gaze and saw Lu Mingzhan being supported by attendants as he slowly approached. His steps were unsteady, each one appearing to be a tremendous effort. Sweat rolled down his pale face, making him look particularly pained.
He struggled to suppress the urge to curse at Yun Qingyu and stiffly bowed, saying, "I... have seen Your Highness."
The other four attendants observed Lu Mingzhan's condition with subtle expressions, secretly speculating: Was calling Lu Mingzhan here today a deliberate torment, an acknowledgment of his identity, or a way to hit him and then offer him a sweet reward?
Hong Yu, ever the troublemaker, lazily reminded him, "Consort, Your Highness has already been conferred the title of Eldest Princess by the Emperor, so you should say you have seen Princess Consort."
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Lu Mingzhan maintained a stern expression. Though he was seething with anger inside, he had no choice but to repeat, "I have seen Princess Consort."
Yun Qingyu glanced at him expressionlessly and said in a flat tone, "No need for formalities; please take a seat."
The attendants took their seats one by one, leaving a spot on Yun Qingyu's left side.
They were all quite perceptive and did not approach Yun Qingyu directly; instead, it was Lu Mingzhan who naturally moved toward the vacant spot on her left with the support of his attendants.
Just as he was about to sit down, he heard Yun Qingyu's cold voice: "Sit across from me."
Lu Mingzhan's body stiffened; he had to straighten up from his bent position. He felt an immense humiliation wash over him, his anger boiling inside as he glared at Yun Qingyu and gritted his teeth, asking, "What do you mean by this?"
Yun Qingyu's brows slightly furrowed as she coldly replied, "Do you still want to kneel?"
Lu Mingzhan clenched his teeth, forcibly suppressing his rage as he turned and sat down in the empty seat across from her.
As soon as he sat down, the moment his bottom hit the chair, a sharp pain shot through him, causing him to shudder. He quickly stiffened his body, afraid to move.
Hong Yu couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. Covering his mouth with his hand, he said with a hint of mockery, "I'm sorry, I just think that Consort's current situation is quite tragic. It might be easier for you to kneel than to sit down."
All eyes turned to Lu Mingzhan, who struggled to suppress the burning embarrassment on his face. In his heart, he cursed Yun Qingyu once more before straightening up and saying, "You are being outrageous!"
Wen Zhan spoke calmly, "Consort's body is delicate; being struck by the board like that is naturally unbearable."
Though his tone sounded incredibly gentle, the phrase "delicate body" was undoubtedly a blatant insult to Lu Mingzhan.
Qilin chimed in softly, "Everything has its first time. I felt the same when I was injured while training. Once Consort endures a few more punishments, he should become less delicate."
Lu Mingzhan's gaze turned cold and menacing. He couldn't help but feel anger rising within him. These attendants, who had once been beneath him and had never even dared to speak up, now had the audacity to kick him while he was down. Did they not fear his future retaliation?
Yun Qingyu seemed oblivious to the verbal sparring around him and simply said lightly: “Xin Yao, come and sit.”
Dressed in black, Xin Yao no longer appeared uncomfortable; his expression was calm as he silently walked over and sat down on Yun Qingyu's left side. This scene left everyone momentarily stunned.
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