"Miss, is this still our yard?" In the room, Mo Mei blinked.
Lu Yun was not surprised. Last time the old man was away and there was news of his death, they didn't want to bother.
But now, the old marshal has not only returned, but has even ordered troops in Jian'an City. No matter how reluctant the Wuwei Marquis Mansion is, they must do their best.
"Madam, the prince has told you not to eat anything from Wuweihou Mansion. The well water in the courtyard has just been tested by Dr. Wu, and you can use it with confidence."
Pai Gow walked into the house and said to Lu Yun right at the door.
"The reservation was made at Yuelai Restaurant for lunch."
Lu Yun's heart warmed, "You are tired."
"Madam, don't be reluctant to use us. Your Majesty has paid extra." Pai Gow lowered his head slightly and said with a smile.
Mo Mei covered her mouth, and when Pai Gow left, she grabbed Lu Yun's sleeve, "Miss, did Yang Dandy take the wrong medicine?"
Lu Yun flicked her forehead, "Why can't you change the title?"
"Your Majesty..." There was a smile on Lu Yun's lips, tenderness overflowing in his brows, and he looked like he was in love.
Mo Mei lowered her head. Seeing that Yang Dandan was quite considerate today, she stopped saying bad things about him.
"Your Majesty, you really don't stop for a moment." Liu Yun took the book from Yang Shu's hand and walked towards the chair.
Although Liu Yun was born in a brothel, her manners were no worse than those of a boudoir lady. Her skirt moved slightly with her steps, smooth and elegant, like flowers blooming.
Liu Yun obviously prefers lying down to sitting up. This woman knows her advantages.
Kowting her head lightly, Liu Yun showed Yang Shu the bracelet on her wrist, "I knew that the prince understood the slave family's wishes."
Yang Shu leaned back, "Are you ready to cry? You can see the second prince tomorrow."
Liu Yun rolled her eyes, "This is at Yihonglou, and I promise I won't see you a second time. It will totally ruin the fun."
"Dian Cuitou is in your room? I want to take a look."
Liu Yun was too lazy to seduce Yang Shu and was just messing around.
"What should I keep the girl's jewelry for?" Yang Shu took a sip of fruit tea.
"You gave it to Lu Yun?!" Liu Yun's eyes widened.
"As for being so surprised, my wife will give it to someone else if she doesn't." Yang Shu said casually.
"Did she bewitch you?" Liu Yun was sour. She tempted her in every possible way, but Yang Shu didn't even look at her. It would have been just a stone, but he was very tender to Lu Yun!
Yang Shu glanced at Liu Yun, "Not all intimacy must be achieved by means."
Liu Yun stroked the ribbon around her waist and said with a mocking smile, "Your Majesty, with my status, if I don't take the initiative to fight for it, what will happen?"
"Which noble nobleman would really take a prostitute seriously?"
"We can only survive if we are ruthless enough."
Speaking of this, Liu Yun looked indifferent and her tone was casual, showing no trace of unwillingness or resentment.
Yang Shu pursed his lips and looked outside. Many times, his thinking still stayed in modern times, forgetting the cruelty of the feudal dynasty.
From the perspective of a bystander, he talks calmly about people who are trying to survive in a fast-flowing river.
Who doesn’t want to live well and with dignity, but most people are born with no choice.
For Liu Yun, every step she takes is a big gamble. What she sees is either intrigue or hypocrisy. In her world, sincerity is the most cumbersome thing and can drag her into the abyss.
"I take it for granted." Yang Shu walked to the door, looked at the dissipating clouds in the distance, and spoke slowly, "The Yan Kingdom is too small. He tramples the people at the bottom to death and does not allow them to go up."
"The hierarchy is strict and family background is everything. As a poor and humble person, no matter how hard you struggle, you will just wallow in the mud."
"A dynasty that cannot inject vital blood is doomed to perish as long as it lasts for hundreds of years."
"Human beings should allow civilization to bloom, rather than imprisoning ideas."
"How can a rotting bud compare to a blooming flower?"
"Prince?" Liu Yun looked at him in surprise.
"You get up early tomorrow and help me tinker with it. I don't tie this hair well enough. My prince's appearance cannot be compared with that of those idiots."
Yang Shu touched his face and raised his head proudly.
The corners of Liu Yun's eyes twitched, she must have been struck by something evil just now.
No one who received the wedding invitation dared not go to the wedding banquet hosted by Mr. Yang himself. Early in the morning, the entrance to King Ding's Mansion was jammed with water.
"Did you do it on purpose?"
Yang Shu turned around and looked at Liu Yun with a faint look. This bitch had already torn off ten of his hairs!
Liu Yun's face didn't change, "Your Majesty, you have nothing to say, but I must present myself in the most perfect state."
"The slave family is all doing what you tell them to do."
"It's best this way." Yang Shu glanced at Liu Yun with a clear threat.
Liu Yun smiled brightly, turned her wrist, and took off another hair from Yang Bun.
"One stick at a time, see if you can get out of bed."
Liu Yun's face turned dark.
In front of the bronze mirror, Yang Shu looked at himself and nodded with satisfaction. Liu Yun was rough, but her hair was really good.
Can score nine points.
"How?" Yang Shu turned around, looking very energetic.
Liu Yun's eyes were a little dazed. This wedding dress really matched him and made him look majestic.
Liu Yun's eyes lingered on the red dress, she performed three matches and six rituals, and bowed to the high hall. This kind of solemnity was beyond her imagination.
"Excellent."
"Finally, I said something that I like." Yang Shu grabbed a handful of gold leaves and put them in Liu Yun's hand, "I like money."
Looking at Yang Shu's back as he strode out of the house, Liu Yun lowered his eyes. He was genuinely happy to marry Lu Yun.
This joy has never been revealed in front of her.
Those pretense, now that I think about it, seem like a joke.
"Lu Yun, come out!"
At the door of the west wing, Lu Zixuan shouted with a loud voice, full of anger.
He is the son of Lu Xu and Zhou, one year younger than Lu Yun.
As the only heir to the Wuwei Hou Mansion, he can be said to have the wind and the rain. Zhou treated him like a pain in the eyes and stopped Lu Zhen'er from ruining Lu Yun's face. She also wanted to use Lu Yun's beauty to pave the way for Lu Zixuan.
On the day Yang Shu brought Lu Yun home, Lu Zixuan went drinking with others and escaped.
He didn't dare to cause trouble for Yang Shu, but he was not afraid of Lu Yun.
"Madam, should you teach her a lesson or drive her away directly?" Pai Gow asked Lu Yun for instructions.
"Let him come in." Lu Yun raised his eyes, with a cold look in his eyes.
Pai Gow frowned slightly, it was a bit difficult to deal with. This kid doesn't talk nonsense, does he? The prince has promised that his wife must not know about the rumors outside.
Next time you go out, prepare a pack of dumb pills.
"Lu Yun, why don't you die!" As soon as he came in, Lu Zixuan pointed at Lu Yun and shouted, his young face full of malice.
"What kind of harm did you do to your father and mother!"
"you……"
Pai Gow narrowed his eyes, rushed forward, and slapped Lu Zixuan to the ground.
A man from a run-down prince's mansion dared to bark at their prince's wife.
Lu Zixuan's head was buzzing, and he stood up unsteadily. He had never been beaten before at such a big age, and his anger rushed to Tianling Gai, and he opened his mouth to curse.
With a snap, Lu Zixuan tilted his head. The force of this slap was smaller than the previous one. No matter how hard a girl applied her force, there was still a gap between her and a man.
