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  Like Yu Zhan, Lang Ling Wang also tightly pursed his lips, with a worried expression on his face.

  After the crowd's voices paused, he said coldly: "Moreover, he also deliberately provoked my Ah Qi. However, I maintained a tough attitude and had such abilities, so they were cautious."

  The faces of the crowd turned even uglier. Zhang Gui was not only the woman of Langling Wang, but also their hostess. If Gao Zhan really wanted to provoke her, the final result could only be a fight to the death!

  The King of Lanling continued: "As for the matter in Jingzhou, Your Majesty showed no interest at all. He summoned me on this trip and didn't even mention it once. All he talked about were trivial matters concerning women and domestic disputes." At this point, the King of Lanling raised his head, pursed his lips, and said word by word: "Your Excellencies, the ruler is foolish, we cannot but be cautious."

  Everyone understood his meaning and nodded in unison, "The Duke is right!"

  Yang Shoucheng stood outside, watching the people in the study discussing this matter, and slowly, he rubbed his neck stiffened by the cold wind.

  He turned his head to look at the sky, and as he looked, he also had a desolate and melancholic expression, unsure of what to do.

  In the Western Garden, Zheng Yu sat upright in her bedroom.

  After being forced to move here, she became even more depressed. Listening to the whispers of the maids around her, Zhang Gui's mood was extremely irritated. She thought to herself: Those slaves must be discussing and ridiculing me!

  She sprang up at this thought. Just as she rushed to the door, she stopped and called out: "Someone come! Help me change my clothes, prepare the carriage, I want to go back to Zheng Fu."

  "Yes."

  The maids had just finished preparing everything when they saw Zheng Yu standing there motionless.

  She has been like this lately, and the maids exchanged a glance, lowering their heads.

  Zheng Yu stood stiffly, thinking desperately: What's the use of going back to Zheng Fu? What's the use of going back to Zheng Fu now? The current Gao Chang Gong is not the same as when he was engaged to her. At that time, her mother could still speak loudly or softly to him. Now, even if the head of the Zheng family were to meet him, they would probably nod and bow their heads. She went back to seek help, but they wouldn't be able to help, and would only scold her instead.

  The news that she was forced to move to Xiyuan by Gao Changgong the next day spread to Zhengfu, and both the clan leader and her mother would send someone to scold her, to curse her for being incompetent!

  She thought for a moment. She suddenly turned her head, took two steps forward, and stopped again to say to the maid beside her: "Wen'er, didn't you cook bird's nest congee for me today? Go heat it up and bring it over."

  "Yes."

  Before long, the bird's nest congee was brought over. Zheng Yu looked at the steaming hot congee and his eyes sparkled as he smiled: From today on, I'll bring a bowl of congee to him every night. Sooner or later, he will be unable to resist the kindness and won't be able to help but drink it down.

  Yang Shoucheng stood outside the study, an hour had passed, and they were still discussing inside. Hearing the faintly transmitted voice, he thought: I don't know when they will discuss it until. Such a big thing. It's just that it's hard to discuss for several days. Just as he was thinking this way, his eyes caught two familiar figures. He narrowed his eyes and looked over there steadily.

  The figure with his back to him was Zhang Gui. She was blocking someone and saying something. The person she was talking to was Queen Zheng.

  Thinking of the county king's words and deeds, Yang Shoucheng narrowed his eyes and stared intently.

  Langling King returned to the mansion and entered the study, while Zhang Yi, who was idle and bored, began to move around outside. As soon as she arrived at the garden gate, she met Zheng Yu, who was holding a bowl of hot soup and had a gentle and kind expression on her face.

  Zhang Qi took one look at Lang Ling Wang's attire and knew they had important matters to discuss. Seeing Zheng You arrive, he didn't step aside as usual, but instead stood there, smiling at her: "A You, are you here to deliver porridge to Chang Gong?"

  In the darkness, she stood tall and elegant, even without much light, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes still shone with a captivating glow. Unfortunately, the emperor's intentions were hard to fathom, even though she had sent Zhang Yi's portrait to him through Shi Kaitu's hands. However, after meeting Gao Zhan today, his words seemed to convey no hint of such intentions, which was truly disappointing. Originally, she thought that although Gao Zhan had seen Zhang Yi before, and not just once, having that vivid portrait by his side, reminding him day and night of the beautiful woman who had slipped through the net, would surely tempt him, especially since he was known to be lustful and fond of making moves on imperial relatives.

  Jian Zhang Qi asked herself, Zheng Yu's face turned slightly pale. She bit her lip and wanted to say a few words to ease the tension, but the deep-seated resentment in her heart still made her sneer: "What, can't come?"

  Hearing the unpleasant tone in her voice, Zhang Qi smiled slightly and said, "I can come." Under the night sky, Zhang Qi tilted her head slightly, and at this moment, Zheng Yu suddenly discovered that when he saw this woman again, she not only became more beautiful, but also exuded a quiet glow all over her body. This quietness came from confidence and peace, and was no longer the excessive flaunting beauty of their meeting over a year ago, which actually revealed a kind of restless anxiety.

  What gave her such confidence, who made this illegitimate child, destined to be a plaything for others, this quiet and peaceful woman? Gao Chang Gong is simply a shame among the nobility! He cherishes this low-born woman so much that he has betrayed his honor as a noble!

  In a fit of jealousy and hatred, Zheng Yu said in a shrill voice: "Zhang Shi, don't be so smug! In this place, it's not your turn to be proud yet!"

  She suddenly raised her voice, and Zhang Qi seemed to be stunned for a moment. She had been quiet enough these days, quiet to the point of being completely different from her usual self. Could it be that she was really showing off? Obviously not.

  She tilted her head, and Zhang Qi couldn't help but smile as she called out to Zheng Yu in a gentle voice: "Ayu, you've lost your composure." After one sentence, Zheng Yu took a deep breath and calmed down. Zhang Qi looked at the bowl of soup in her hand and said: "Chang Gong is discussing official business and doesn't want to be disturbed. Ayu, there's no need for you to send this congee over." She paused before adding: "If you really must send it, why not give it to me instead?" However, whether she would pour it away or put it aside was anyone's guess.

  Zheng Yu sneered: "Zhang Shi, don't forget, I am the Princess of Lanling." She looked at Zhang Gui with a cold gaze, sizing her up from head to toe before saying in a chilly tone: "You're much more noble than some people who are promiscuous and have slept with many men!"

  How piercing these words are!

  Zhang Qi furrowed her brow and shook her head, retreating to one side. Seeing her give way, Zheng Yu straightened her back and walked in with a proud air. As she walked, she heard Zhang Qi say quietly behind her: "Ayu, now that you don't have a husband who wants to marry you, right?" Her voice was calm and quiet, as if stating a fact. "Even if Long Gong didn't touch you, even if you're still a virgin, those husbands who used to like you and wanted to pursue you are all gone, aren't they? You probably don't know how ugly you've become after wallowing in resentment and jealousy for two years."

  Zhang Qi's tone was too ordinary, but precisely because of her ordinariness, she naturally hit the nail on the head, precisely because of this not being a vicious criticism, precisely because she said what even Li Ying in the past wouldn't dare to say, suddenly, Zheng Yu got angry!

  With a loud "bang", she raised the bowl of soup in her hand and smashed it heavily towards Zhang Qi. Feeling something was off, Zhang Qi quickly dodged out of the way just as she let out a shrill cry and pounced on Zhang Qi's face, clawing at it!

  Although Zheng Yu's action was sudden, Yang Shoucheng had been observing from the side for a long time and had already approached the two. Seeing this, he took a quick step forward, stretched out his arm to push Zheng Yu away, and then protected Zhang Qi behind him.

  With a "thud", Zheng Yu was slammed heavily into a tree by him, and in the midst of the pain that made her grit her teeth, the door to the study burst open and Lang Ling Wang rushed over in several swift strides.

  He rushed in front of Zhang Qi, stretched out his hand and pulled her over, looked her up and down before frowning and saying: "What's going on?"

  It was asked by Yang Shoucheng.

  In fact, he didn't need to ask, one look at the scene made it clear what had happened.

  Yang Shoucheng was about to speak, when Zheng You, who had just recovered from the pain, lifted her head. She looked pale and stared at Langling Wang, who was tightly holding Zhang Qi, with big tears falling from her face.

  Although she had long known that this scene would happen, although she had long known that no matter what she did, he couldn't see it, and he would always only pity that hypocritical and pretentious woman instead of opening his eyes to the truth. But even though she was clear about everything, facing it again, seeing Lang Ling Wang wholeheartedly protecting Zhang Qi once more, Zheng You still felt a sharp pain in her chest.

  In pain, she slowly squatted down, covering her face with both hands and sobbing.

  What is she going to do? What is she going to do? She's now desperate and wants to leave, but Yang Jing and Luo Yuanzhao have already abandoned her, what is she going to do?

  Is it going to be like this, marrying out a younger son of a small family or a merchant? And for the rest of my life, I have to lower my head to that cheap woman Zhang and her sisters born out of wedlock, not just one, but several heads!

  What is she going to do? She has no way out, who will tell her what to do?

  Zheng You covered her face with her palm, crying in despair and silence. Anyone could see that she was in extreme sorrow. The King of Lanling furrowed his brow, signaling the generals and Zhang Qi to disperse before walking up to Zheng You.

  When her sobs subsided, the low voice of Langling Wang quietly came from the night sky, "Ayu, don't humiliate yourself anymore. Let's part ways amicably."

  He stared at her, speaking slowly: "You also know that I killed people when I was a child. Once I made up my mind, nothing could stop me. Now you can choose to leave or stay. If you leave, you can preserve your reputation and everything else. But if you wait until I'm done with you, you'll have nothing left."

  Zheng Yu didn't answer him, she just sobbed and wept silently.

  The King of Lanling lowered his head and stared at her, asking: "Ayu, is it really interesting to drag on like this?"

  Slowly, Zheng Yu raised her head. Her eyes were red and swollen as she stared at the empty space in front of her, muttering: "Good."

  What? She agreed? The King of Lanling stared at her unblinkingly for a moment.

  Zheng Yu raised her red and swollen eyes, but didn't look at him. Instead, she used a handkerchief to wipe them and said hoarsely: "Give me three months' time. Once I've arranged my retreat, I'll divorce you."

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