Avoiding the crown prince's eyes and ears, Wang Gan made his way to Yun Qinwang Fu, wrapping himself in a cloak and entering through the back door. As someone of his status, he had come specifically to explain to Yun Qinwang why he didn't attend the crown prince's banquet, while also revealing Zhu Yan's misdeeds.

  He didn't directly explain why he went to the Crown Prince's mansion for a banquet, but instead used the tenth prince's identity in the military to first report on the military situation and strongly recommend a pair of father-son soldiers who had repeatedly made achievements in battle. Then, from the father-son soldiers' array, he lamented his own family's misfortune, saying that they had given birth to an unfilial son. Pretending to be helpless, he brought up the matter of his useless son provoking Lin Ming a few months ago, and then casually mentioned Zhu Yan...

  Yun Qin Wang couldn't understand the meaning behind Wang Qian's words, and when he mentioned Zhu Yan, the tenth prince's face slightly darkened. He was not aware of the conflict between Lin Ming and Wang Qian's son on the assessment day, nor did he know that it was instigated by Zhu Yan.

  "General Wang has worked hard, go back and rest early." Yun Qinwang said expressionlessly.

  "Yes, I will take my leave." Wang Gan's goal had been achieved. As a mid-level commander in Tianyun City with a position that was neither too high nor too low but extremely sensitive, Wang Gan had always carefully protected his official hat and his own head, and he had done it very well.

  Tianyuncheng, branch of the Zhu family...

  Zhu Yan wore a white outfit, leaning against the bed with his hair disheveled, staring blankly out the window. His gaze seemed to penetrate through the layers of buildings and saw the brightly lit Taizi Well. He knew that today's Taizi Mansion was holding a grand banquet, and the protagonist of this banquet was Lin Ming.

  Thinking of Lin Ming, Zhu Yan's hand, which was originally placed on the bed sheet, clenched into a fist. The good brocade sheet was actually torn apart by Zhu Yan.

  A few days ago, he was seriously injured in that battle! The Red Lotus Refining Hell is originally a technique that overdraws the body, damaging the meridians, and with Zhu Yan's insufficient cultivation, it was already a huge burden on his body to barely execute it. Then, Lin Ming's long-planned shot came back, causing even greater damage to Zhu Yan's body!

  Physical injuries can be easily cured with spiritual elixirs, but damage to the meridians is difficult to recover from. This kind of injury will become an obstacle for him to break through the Condensed Meridian stage!

  "Damn it!"

  "Pong!" The swan feather pillow under Zhu Yan suddenly burst open, and countless snow-white feathers fluttered around the room like snowflakes.

  "Ah!" Lan Yun Yue was startled, covering her mouth and retreating to the side. Zhu Yan's unpredictable temper made her feel not even a bit safe; one moment he was calm and quiet, the next he would suddenly turn into a raging beast.

  Lan Yunyue's exclamation made Zhu Yan suddenly look over at Lan Yunyue.

  As soon as Lan Yunyue's eyes met Zhu Yan's gaze, she felt a chill run down her spine. The gaze made her feel like Zhu Yan was going to kill her right then and there.

  "Regret it?" Zhu Yan asked coldly.

  "What's there to regret?" Lan Yun Yue was somewhat flustered, she took a deep breath and tried her best to calm down her voice.

  "You know what I mean." Lin Ming's current success is already many times more dazzling than Zhu Yan's, and his future achievements will undoubtedly far surpass Zhu Yan. Zhu Yan thinks that with Lan Yunyue's utilitarian heart, she will regret it extremely later on.

  "The Crown Prince's mansion is holding a banquet, and he's inside. You can go find him now. That kind of banquet, with all sorts of high-society people gathered together, the noble ladies inside are dressed elegantly, with refined manners... isn't that exactly what you want? You can go right now."

  Zhu Yan's voice was calm with a hint of coldness, Lan Yun Yue listened with a racing heart, she knew that today's Zhu Yan was on the verge of losing control, if she really said one word "regret" he would do something unpredictable in his anger.

  Lan Yunyue was now like sitting on pins and needles. She bit her lip and said, "I no longer have the qualification to regret."

  Zhu Yan burst out laughing, revealing the cold and sinister teeth at the corner of his mouth. "You're very honest, at least you didn't hypocritically say you regret it. Good, you don't have the qualifications to regret now. Since that's the case, take off your clothes!"

  "What?" Lan Yunmo's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously grabbed her collar. "Zhu Yan, we're not married yet." "Married? Lan Yunmo, you still don't seem to understand your own status and identity. Do you think you're a princess who should be pampered? I haven't touched you because I respect you, but you at least need to have the qualifications that make me want to respect you! Has your heart ever been with me for even a moment? Now, prove it to me, take off your clothes!"

  "Zhu Yan, you..." Lan Yunyue's heart skipped a beat, and she unconsciously leaned towards the door. Before this, although Zhu Yan was naturally gloomy and gave off a dangerous aura, in fact, he had never laid a hand on Lan Yunyue. In reality, most of the time he presented himself as a gentleman.

  But today, Lan Yunyue had no doubt that Zhu Yan would rape her, for the defeat on the battlefield and the frustration of his future, he was like a raging beast.

  Zhu Yan saw Lan Yunyue's small movement and said in a low voice, "Although I'm injured, it's enough to deal with you. I advise you not to move towards the door anymore. If you take another step, I won't mind taking action myself."

  "Zhu Zhu Yan", Lan Yun Yue bit her lip tightly, and there were already tears in her eyes. Her fingers grasping the collar of her clothes had turned white due to excessive force.

  She said in a trembling voice: "You lost to Lin Ming on the battlefield, and you thought of humiliating and raping the woman Lin Ming used to like, just to vent your anger and take revenge on Lin Ming! Is this your martial arts spirit? Zhu Yan, is this how you get psychological comfort, just to release your pent-up emotions?" "What are you talking about?" Zhu Yan's face completely fell, Lan Yunyue's words pierced his heart, hitting his weak spot. He wanted to move against Lan Yunyue today precisely because he was repressed to the extreme and had no choice but to vent and take revenge.

  He hated, hated Lin Ming's everything, he urgently needed to find even a little bit of victory over Lin Ming, for example, thoroughly possessing the woman Lin Ming had liked but never got before, in order to vent his evil spirit!

  But his thoughts were pierced by Lan Yunyue's sharp words, seeking a sense of superiority in women, making Zhu Yan feel extremely pathetic!

  He was so angry that he became completely flustered!

  He was circulating his true yuan, just about to pounce over, when the door was knocked and the old servant's voice came from outside "Young master, the tenth prince has arrived."

  "Hmm?" Zhu Yan's eyebrows furrowed, and the True Essence that had been raised also gradually subsided.

  Lan Yunyue, who had been tense to the extreme, let out a sigh of relief when she heard this voice. Her body leaned against the wall and slowly slid down, her back already sweating. A month ago, the name "Tenth Prince" was almost her nightmare. At that time, one sentence from him almost made Zhu Yan cancel their engagement and divorce her. But now, hearing about the Tenth Prince's arrival made her feel relieved.

  Zhu Yan quietly got up, put on his formal clothes, and saw the tenth prince who had to be neat and tidy in the main hall, unless he was seriously injured or bedridden with illness, they would meet in the bedroom.

  Just as Zhu Yan had finished dressing, a chaotic noise of footsteps came from outside.

  The door was pushed open and the tenth prince stood at the entrance with several attendants. His face was calm, showing no joy or anger.

  "See you later, Your Highness." Zhu Yan bowed and paid his respects, while Lan Yunyue also stood up, bowed, and retreated to the corner of the house.

  Logically, when a subject greets the king, the king should say something to excuse him from bowing, but the tenth prince didn't say anything and Zhu Yan's body remained bent.

  "Do you know Wang Yigao?" The tenth prince suddenly said such a sentence that sounded absurd and confusing to Lan Yunyue.

  Zhu Yan suddenly understood that the tenth prince was referring to the matter on the day of the autumn festival, otherwise the tenth prince would not have suddenly mentioned Wang Yigao, a small character. Apparently, due to Lin Ming's rise to fame, Wang Yigao was questioned by his father and confessed, and then it reached the ears of the tenth prince.

  "Yes." Zhu Yan admitted. He was clear in his mind that Lin Ming would be inclined towards the Crown Prince, and it was probably because of that matter. He didn't take the initiative to speak out at first, but now, he still got known by the tenth prince.

  "Very well, I'll tell you why Lin Ming was so easily swayed by my third brother. Do you know who rescued Lin Ming from Wang Yigao's hands back then? It was my third brother! Adding flowers to brocade is nothing compared to sending charcoal in the snow. In the two years since you joined me, you haven't achieved anything, but instead gave a great gift to my third brother. Did you know that tonight, Qixuan Valley has already begun assessing Lin Ming as a core disciple?"

  "As long as he passes, he will be a core disciple!" Zhu Yan's heart fiercely throbbed once, Core Disciple!

  This is what he didn't dare to think of. In the entire Tianyun Country, there was only one native-born core disciple, Qin Xingxuan!

  As for the others, they were people from a mysterious martial arts family.

  "Zhu Yan, do you know the value of a core disciple of the Wu Fu to me and Third Brother?" The tenth prince's face looked somewhat ferocious. A core disciple of the Wu Fu would enter the Seven Mysteries Valley, and in the future, they would either stay in the Seven Mysteries Valley or be sent back, appointed as the master of the Seven Mysteries Wu Fu or the Seven Mysteries Envoy.

  Lin Ming would be fine if he stayed in the Seven Profound Valleys, but if he were to be sent back and become the Master of the Seven Profound Martial House or the Envoy of the Seven Profound, that would be disastrous!

  The Tianyun Kingdom, as a subordinate country of the Seventh Mystic Valley, the master of the Seventh Mystic Martial Mansion and the Seventh Mystic Envoy's status must surpass that of the Emperor!

  If Lin Ming were appointed as one of the Seven Marquises or a Prefectural Governor, and openly supported the Crown Prince, then he would not have even half a chance to contend for the throne!

  But if the fight for the throne fails, it may cost his life!

  Zhu Yan clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails digging deep into the flesh. Core disciple! How is this possible?! If Lin Ming were to become the master of the Seven Profound Martial House or the Seven Profound Envoy one day, he would be able to crush him like an ant, and at this thought, he felt a deep sense of despair.

  Can this grudge be avenged?

  Lan Yunyue was leaning against the wall, her face full of confusion. Could Lin Ming really become a core disciple?

  In the future, he will become the master of the Seventh Xuanwu Prefecture of Tianyun Country, or the Seventh Envoy for her. This kind of person is simply a legendary figure that is too far away from her.

  At this time, the tenth prince also noticed Lan Yunyue. He had thought that Lan Yunyue was a maid, but upon noticing the exquisite clothes on her body, he realized his mistake. "Are you Lan Yunyue?"