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The young man in his early twenties was strikingly handsome, his face resembling a meticulously carved piece of jade, with soft yet heroic features.
However, despite his smile, it did not reach his eyes, instead giving off a chilling aura, akin to a snake hidden among flowers—beautiful yet extremely dangerous.
Yun Qingyu's birth mother, Consort Duan, had subtly advised her when Yun Qingyu was granted the title of Eldest Princess. At that time, Consort Duan's gaze was deep and her tone serious as she instructed Yun Qingyu to promote her uncle, Ling Anjie, to take over the lucrative position of Minister of Revenue after the downfall of the Minister of Revenue's family.
Yet, things did not unfold as Consort Duan had hoped; this coveted position ultimately fell into the hands of Wen Xingyun. Although Wen Xingyun was also part of Consort Duan's faction, he was not as agreeable as a biological brother would be.
Now that Consort Lu Mingzhan had been rejected by Yun Qingyu and left in disgrace with a Divorce Certificate in hand, it conveniently opened up some maneuvering space for Consort Duan.
Thus, Consort Duan devised another plan to marry her nephew Ling Jing to Yun Qingyu, attempting to strengthen familial ties for better control over Yun Qingyu in the future.
Ling Jing was no ordinary man; he was cunning and ruthless. Upon hearing about Yun Qingyu's past with Lu Mingzhan, he developed a desire to conquer her as the Princess of the Western Qi.
He believed himself to be entirely different from that fool Lu Mingzhan and thought that with his schemes and tactics, he could easily make Yun Qingyu submit, breaking her proud spirit and making her obediently follow her husband.
In the past, Yun Qingyu had been completely infatuated with Lu Mingzhan, but now this farce led people to speculate whether they had truly parted ways or if Yun Qingyu was merely employing a strategy of feigned indifference. Everyone awaited the final outcome.
In the Princess Residence, Xin Yao respectfully placed a cup of tea before Yun Qingyu and reported softly, "My lady, Lu Mingzhan has followed your instructions and has knelt all the way from Princess Manor to the Lu Family." His voice was low and steady, showing no signs of emotion.
Yun Qingyu extended her slender fingers to slowly take the tea cup, frowning slightly as she fell into deep thought.
Lu Mingzhan actually followed through, which surprised her a bit. She couldn't help but ponder, "Should I say he is adaptable, or is he simply too loyal to Yun Tianyin, to the extent that he would go this far for him?"
Her gaze passed through the screen, looking at the four Attendants who had been kneeling for half a day yet still appeared relaxed. A deep and inscrutable expression flickered in her eyes, making it hard to discern her thoughts.
Xin Yao stood to the side, biting his lip repeatedly, and finally couldn't help but ask cautiously, "My lady, you said you would forgive him..."
Yun Qingyu nodded slightly, her expression calm as she replied, "This Palace intends to forgive him."
Upon hearing this, Xin Yao fell silent, his lips pressed together. His expression remained cold and indifferent, but inside, he was churning like a stormy sea. He felt a sense of injustice: "Lu Mingzhan has offended the prince so much; how can he be so easily forgiven?"
Yun Qingyu naturally heard Xin Yao's unspoken thoughts. She lifted her gaze slightly towards him, a hint of a smile in her eyes as she slowly said, "It's just sparing his life. This Princess Manor cannot accommodate him." As she spoke, her smile deepened, yet it carried a touch of cruelty.
Yun Qingyu then commanded, "Xin Yao, you should give the order to have everything belonging to Lu Mingzhan in Wutong Courtyard packed up and sent to the Lu Family by cart. Just say that This Palace has forgiven his previous offenses and will not pursue them any further. Also inform the Lu Family that This Palace has dismissed Lu Mingzhan; from now on, male and female shall marry and part ways without any connection."
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