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On the other side, Lu Mingzhan's injuries had not yet fully healed when he was struck with fifty lashes once again, adding to his wounds and nearly costing him his life.
Lady Lu wept bitterly, gasping for breath as she asked, "Prime Minister, what are we to do? The Third Prince has been stripped of his title, and the Consort has been demoted. With such severe punishments, what can we do? In political struggles, one rises and falls together. Consort Lu and her son have suddenly lost favor; the Lu Family will undoubtedly be implicated."
Prime Minister Lu's face was extremely grim, his lips pressed tightly together as he remained silent.
Having immersed himself in politics for many years, he understood well the fate of a family that had lost the emperor's favor.
During this time, it felt as if misfortune had befallen them. From the Hong Family to the Third Prince, and then to the Prime Minister's residence and the Consort and her daughter, they faced setback after setback. Each defeat felt like it was stripping them of their very skin.
The reason for their dire situation was entirely due to Yun Qingyu's actions; Prime Minister Lu wished he could tear Yun Qingyu apart.
At that moment, a servant quietly reported, "Prince Rong and Duke Kang have personally gone to the Princess Residence to apologize. The Eldest Princess did not meet with the princes but allowed the Heir of the Rong Prince's Mansion to enter. We still do not know how things stand; does the Prime Minister have any plans?"
"Under someone's roof, one must bow their head."
Suppressing his desire to devour Yun Qingyu alive, Prime Minister Lu closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Prepare a carriage to the Princess Residence."
Lady Lu looked at him in disbelief and exclaimed, "Prime Minister, you are going to the Princess Residence? You are a high-ranking Prime Minister, the head of all officials—are you really going to bow down to a mere teenage girl? What face will the Prime Minister's residence have if this gets out? Where is your authority? How will you stand in court after this?"
Prime Minister Lu replied coldly, "If we don't go to apologize, shall we wait for a charge of plotting against the princess to fall upon us and bring disaster upon the entire residence?"
After saying this, he ignored Lady Lu and stormed out.
He felt both anger at the impulsive foolishness of the Six Princess and resentment towards Yun Qingyu's cold-heartedness. He was even more infuriated by how easily the Emperor was swayed by Yun Qingyu, disregarding his own flesh and blood, making him nothing short of a Foolish Ruler.
As soon as he stepped outside, he received the latest news: Prince Rong and several Dukes had not met with the Eldest Princess and had already left in their carriage.
Prime Minister Lu paused for a moment, realizing that his presence would be of no use. With a sense of helplessness, he turned around and walked back.
The next day, Yun Qingyu entered the study and looked at the slightly fatigued Yun Xuanyi. She said, "Duke Kang, Duke Qing, and Heir Rong's families will be spared today. This Palace has decided not to pursue the matter any further. Consider it a favor owed to you; remember to use it when necessary."
Yun Xuanyi lowered his gaze and respectfully replied, "Thank you for your generosity, Your Highness."
Yun Qingyu raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "There’s no need for insincere flattery. This Palace is narrow-minded; generosity has nothing to do with me."
Yun Xuanyi remained silent.
Her straightforward manner of communication left others unsure of how to respond, as the usual subtleties, indirectness, and politeness that people were accustomed to seemed utterly ineffective with her.
She was direct and domineering; despite being only fifteen years old, her noble and powerful demeanor suggested she had already grasped the world in its entirety.
Confident and aloof, she regarded no one as her equal.
For the first time, Yun Xuanyi realized that a princess could indeed stand on par with a prince.
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