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Ling Jing actually wanted the Violent Princess, Yun Qingyu, to be his maid. Qiling looked thoughtfully at Ling Ancheng and said, "General Ling doesn't seem very welcoming towards His Highness."
Wen Zhan scanned the faces of the Ling Family behind him, sighed softly, and said, "It seems it's not just General Ling who is unwelcoming; I feel like everyone in the Ling Family is not very welcoming towards His Highness."
Hong Yu pouted in grievance and said to Yun Qingyu, "Your Highness, why don't we go back? General Ling's gaze towards us is quite unfriendly, and he definitely won't prepare lunch for us today. I want to go back and have lunch with you."
Shen Zhongjing nodded slowly and said, "Hong Yu finally spoke some honest words."
Yun Lingchuan chimed in unwillingly, "It's not that they don't welcome His Highness; it's that we are the ones who are unwelcome."
As several people exchanged words, Ling Ancheng clenched his fists tightly, wanting to rush forward and hit someone. However, his gaze fell on Yun Qingyu's face, which remained completely unperturbed.
In the end, Ling Ancheng restrained his anger, stiffly bowed, and said, "I have seen the Princess Consort; please enter, Your Highness."
Yun Qingyu's expression was indifferent and had not changed at all. She ignored the boiling anger on the faces of the Ling Family and stepped into the residence.
Xin Yao silently followed behind her, while the five young masters of the Ling Family casually trailed along, discussing the layout of the residence animatedly as they walked.
Ling Yan, heir of the Ling Family, coldly stared at those who had rushed ahead and said icily, "This is the woman Aunt wants you to marry? She's simply unbearable!"
Ling Jing replied in a deep voice, "Aunt only wants him to be useful to us. I wasn't too happy about marrying her before, but now I've changed my mind. Brother, don't you think conquering such a woman would be even more interesting?"
Ling Jing let out a sickly low laugh: "I want to make him my captive, turning him from the lofty Eldest Princess into a lowly maid and ruining his reputation."
Ling Jing's voice suddenly caught in his throat as a shadow flashed by like lightning, moving so quickly that he couldn't react. A sharp pain pierced his chest, and his slender body was launched into the air like a projectile.
Ling Yan could only shout, "Jing'er!"
Ling Jing crashed heavily against the wall before falling to the ground, abruptly spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Yun Qingyu, accompanied by Xin Yao and Five Royal Attendants, had come to the Lin family banquet with the intention of humiliating the Ling Family.
After all, how could they still entertain the delusion of following Lu Mingzhan's path at this point?
Was someone as sickly and malicious as Ling Jing truly worthy of being a Consort?
Yet Ling Jing was oblivious to this reality, shamelessly declaring that he would make Yun Qingyu his captive, reducing her from the lofty position of Eldest Princess to that of a lowly maid.
Before he could finish his words, he was struck by an attack as swift as the wind. He didn't even see it coming before he slammed against the wall, severely injured and bleeding.
The Ling Family was stunned by the scene, rushing forward. Ling Jing's Mother, her face pale, hurried to kneel beside him.
"What happened? Jing'er!"
Ling Ancheng instinctively moved closer to check on his injuries.
Wen Zhan glanced over and spoke up, "There shouldn't be any assassins, right?"
Shen Zhongjing responded somewhat uneasily, "I don't know martial arts."
Qiling spoke in a leisurely tone, "What does it matter whether you know martial arts or not? Small fry and shrimp, even assassins wouldn't dare to attack you."
Hong Yu suddenly stepped in front of Yun Qingyu, blocking him with his body. "In broad daylight, I wonder which assassin is so bold. Your Highness, don't be afraid; I am here to protect you."
Yun Qingyu calmly looked at him, secretly scoffing in his heart: With Xin Yao by my side at all times, how could Hong Yu possibly protect me? This Hong Yu truly knows how to pursue favor relentlessly.
Xin Yao stood quietly to the side, surprisingly not throwing Hong Yu out.
Qiling laughed as he reached out and tugged at Hong Yu, dragging him back to his original spot.
"With your frail appearance, if you really encountered an assassin, it would be a blessing if you didn't drag His Highness down with you. How can you expect to protect him?"
Hong Yu swatted his hand backward and said, "Let go of me; don't touch me like that."
Qiling calmly released him.
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