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Wen Li, relying on his noble status, humiliated Wen Zhan in every possible way, his arrogant demeanor seemingly intent on swallowing him whole.
However, with the Eldest Princess backing him, Wen Zhan stood his ground against his brother's bullying, his eyes reflecting stubbornness and defiance.
Meanwhile, the self-important young scions around them continued to fan the flames of conflict, oblivious to the fact that their foolish actions were hastening their family's downfall.
The illegitimate son they looked down upon was soon to surpass them, trampling them underfoot.
Wen Xingyun's expression changed drastically upon hearing from a servant that the Second Young Master had been attacked; he felt a mix of shock and anger. "How could this illegitimate son... He is now the Eldest Princess's attendant; even if one does not respect the monk, they should at least respect the Buddha!"
With that thought racing through his mind, he quickened his pace towards the scene of the incident.
Yun Qingyu had initially planned to return home with Xin Yao, but upon hearing that Wen Zhan was being bullied, a surge of anger welled up within her. She was determined to see who dared to lay a hand on her person.
When Yun Qingyu and Wen Xingyun arrived at the foot of Water Cloud Pavilion, they heard Wen Li's furious roar: "There are laws for the nation and rules for the family. Don't think that just because you are merely an attendant in the Princess Residence now, that you won't remain a Wen Family Bastard even if you become a Consort in the future. In front of me, your brother, you can only kneel and speak!"
As he spoke, he signaled to a nearby guard, who immediately understood and roughly dragged Wen Zhan before Wen Li. The guard attempted to force Wen Zhan to kneel with brutal strength, treating him like a criminal.
Other noble young masters watched with varying degrees of interest; some relished the spectacle with gleeful expressions while others observed coldly from a distance, as if this entire affair had nothing to do with them.
Hearing these words made Wen Xingyun anxious. He rushed up the stairs in quick strides, shouting as he ran, "Stop it!"
He reached Wen Li and slapped him hard across the face. The sound echoed loudly in the quiet room.
Wen Li was stunned by the sudden slap. In disbelief, he raised his hand to cover his face, his eyes filled with grievance and anger. "Father, you... you don't think much of that Illegitimate Son either. Why would you help him teach me a lesson? You brainless fool!"
Wen Xingyun trembled with rage, turning sharply to shout at the guards, "Guards! Let go of the Second Young Master right now! Do you all want to die?"
The guards were startled and quickly released their hold.
With his freedom regained, Wen Zhan leisurely flexed his sore wrist, his demeanor calm and composed as if what had just happened was merely a trivial matter.
Then he reached up to touch his face and looked at Wen Xingyun, a mocking smile curling at the corners of his mouth. "Father, could you check if this 'face that serves others' has been swollen from the beating?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Xingyun's gaze instinctively fell on his face, a flicker of anger flashing in his eyes as he silently cursed, "You little beast, how can you say such things in public? What a disgrace."
Yet he couldn't afford to explode in anger at that moment and had to suppress his fury.
After a suffocating silence, Yun Qingyu spoke coldly, her voice like a chilling wind from the depths of hell. "Apologize to Wen Zhan. This Palace will let you go."
Hong Yue's expression darkened instantly upon hearing this, like the sky before a storm.
He looked at Yun Qingyu with arrogance, disdain filling his eyes. "You want me to apologize to something as lowly as an object that serves others? Impossible! I am the Minister of Revenue's Legitimate Son. To apologize in front of so many people to a despicable creature unworthy of the stage is utterly ridiculous. It's laughable." As he spoke, he waved the folding fan in his hand, acting as if he were the most esteemed person present.
Wen Zhan, however, merely lowered his gaze with a gentle and humble demeanor, maintaining a serene smile on his face, unfazed by Hong Yue's words.
He softly replied, "Your Highness, it's nothing. This identity is indeed looked down upon by others, but I do not feel ashamed. It is my honor to serve Your Highness."
Yun Qingyu glanced at him expressionlessly, secretly lamenting: This guy really has a lot on his mind; it's a shame he doesn't go into acting.
She raised her gaze towards Hong Yue, her eyes growing colder. "So you have no intention of apologizing?"
Hong Yue lifted his chin and replied immediately, "I have no reason to apologize."
Yun Qingyu nodded slightly, her gaze as if looking at a dead person. "I hope you can still be stubborn an hour from now."
Then she turned to Wen Xingyun, her expression serious. "Today is Lord Wen's birthday, and this Palace promises that your congratulatory gift will be delivered soon. However, the Eldest Son of the Wen Family bullied my people, and I ask Lord Wen for an explanation regarding this matter."
Wen Xingyun understood that if this Legitimate Son wasn't beaten badly today, there would be no way to settle this issue.
His heart sank, and he hurriedly replied, "Yes, Your Highness, please rest assured."
Yun Qingyu added, "Tomorrow this Palace will send someone to check on the injuries. If Wen Li's condition satisfies me, Lord Wen will get what he wishes for. If not, then don't blame this Palace for being untrustworthy."
After saying that, she turned and left, calling back without looking: "Xin Yao, gather my three thousand Imperial Guards; tonight we will raid Minister of Revenue Hong Chenghai's residence."
Xin Yao responded loudly, his voice echoing in the silent space.
The people behind them were shocked by her last words, their faces pale. They knew a storm was about to come, and the entire court would likely be shaken by it.
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