Hong Yu's lips curled into a mocking smile as he couldn't help but retort, "Princess Consort is truly merciful. Such a punishment is already a tremendous grace for the Consort."
His eyes were filled with sarcasm as he spoke, glancing sideways at Lu Mingzhan.
Wen Zhan immediately nodded vigorously in agreement, "I also think His Highness is too gentle. The Princess Residence isn't far from the Lu Family, just two streets away. Even if he had to crawl back, with the Consort's stamina, it wouldn't take half a day."
A smirk lingered on his face, each word like a knife, stabbing fiercely at Lu Mingzhan's pride.
Upon hearing their words, Lu Mingzhan's gaze turned increasingly cold. He glared fiercely at Hong Yu and Wen Zhan, his eyes seeming to want to swallow them whole, wishing he could rush over and tear them to shreds.
Seeing that Lu Mingzhan was still hesitating over his pitiful pride, Wen Zhan decided to push him further.
He deliberately sighed and said slowly, "The Princess Consort has already given one chance. Although this request is somewhat difficult, compared to the fate of Hong Shangshu Mansion, it is indeed exceptionally generous."
"The Consort didn't witness the tragic state of the Hong Family last night. Young Master Hong merely said one thing that displeased His Highness, and His Highness sent people to raid the Hong Family."
As he spoke, he shook his head dramatically, as if recounting a thrilling tale.
Lu Mingzhan trembled slightly at these words.
Though he knew that Yun Qingyu had raided the Hong Family last night, he was unaware of the reasons behind it. He had always thought that Yun Qingyu acted out of revenge against him and believed that since Qingyun and the Hong Family were aligned with the Third Prince, Yun Qingyu was using the Hong Family to send him a message.
Now, hearing Wen Zhan's words, he couldn't help but feel shaken. Compared to Hong Yue, Yun Qingyu was indeed more merciful towards him. After all, this volatile princess had a history of dealing ruthlessly with those she disliked; her methods were notoriously cruel.
Wen Zhan felt a stir of emotions, which only added fuel to the fire.
He glanced at Qiling with a hint of concern and asked, "The Third Prince killed the Princess. Do you think the Northern Protectorate Prince will come to the capital to seek justice once he finds out? The Northern Protectorate Prince is your father, right? How does he feel about this daughter?" His eyes held a trace of "concern," but beneath that concern lay deep calculations.
Qiling replied in a detached tone, "The Legitimate Daughter is naturally more precious. Moreover, regardless of whether the daughter is favored or not, Prince Jin's actions can be seen as a provocation against the Northern Protectorate Prince. This is not merely a matter of feelings; it’s about an important piece in maintaining familial ties being killed. If you were the Northern Protectorate Prince, would you remain indifferent?"
His gaze turned calmly towards Lu Mingzhan, as if stating a fact.
Lu Mingzhan felt a heavy weight in his heart; he knew that within just one night, the Third Prince's situation had become exceedingly dire.
At that moment, Jing Lan rushed in hurriedly to report, "Your Highness, news has just arrived from the palace. Prince Jin has been stripped of his title and is now the Duke of Jin. He has also been fined for a year and punished with thirty strokes of the cane."
Upon hearing this news, Lu Mingzhan's face turned as pale as paper, his heart plummeting into an abyss, completely sinking to the bottom.
He remained silent for a moment before turning away without a word, his footsteps heavy as he walked toward the door, his back appearing utterly desolate and hopeless.
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