The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Lu Jiuqing did not return to his courtyard, but left the Tang Mansion with Xia Ying.

Xia Ying originally wanted to take her to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, but Lu Jiuqing refused.

Lu Jiuqing took Xia Ying to an inn called Fengyu Tower.

Xia Ying looked up at the inn and frowned: "If the girl doesn't go to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, I can take her to a better inn. This Fengyu Tower looks a bit shabby."

Lu Jiuqing shook his head and said softly: "You don't understand!"

She was about to walk in, but Xia Ying stopped her, took out a handkerchief, and said softly: "Girl, cover your face."

Tang Xiuyan slapped him hard, and within a short while, the redness and swelling on his face turned purple, which was a bit shocking to see.

Xia Ying thought to herself, if His Highness saw this, she would be very distressed.

Lu Jiuqing shook his head again and said lightly: "What are you covering up? It's not necessary."

With the injury on her face, she walked into the Fengyu Tower with a swagger.

Other inns are somewhat noisy, but this Fengyu Tower is extremely quiet, with no one talking. In stark contrast to this quietness, is the bright light all over the building.

Xia Ying couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the girl insisted on coming here because this inn was quiet?

Lu Jiuqing lowered his head and went in. He lowered his voice and said to the person at the counter, "Trouble, please give me an upper room."

The person at the counter was a young man of about twenty years old, wearing a blue gown, holding a book in his hand and reading attentively. After hearing what Lu Jiuqing said, he replied without raising his head: "Sorry, the upper room is gone."

Lu Jiuqing pursed her lips: "Then, are there any other rooms?"

The young man said casually: "There are still two rooms in the lower room. The conditions are a bit rough, but they can be lived in."

Xia Ying next to her said softly: "Girl, we still..."

Lu Jiuqing: "Then I need a lower room."

Xia Ying: "..."

The young man finally put down the book in his hand and looked up: "Then I will take you to...Miss Lu?"

When the young man saw Lu Jiuqing's face, his eyes widened in surprise. Then his face was full of surprise, and his attitude suddenly became much more enthusiastic: "Miss Lu, why are you here? I haven't seen you since you got married... …”

The more the young man talked, the more he felt something was wrong, and asked doubtfully: "Why, why do you live here?"

Isn't she married?

Lu Jiuqing lowered his head, turned slightly sideways, and said softly: "Take me to the room first."

The young man pursed his lips and walked out from behind the counter. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw half of Lu Jiuqing's bruised cheeks.

The young man's eyes widened for a moment, and his voice became louder unconsciously: "Miss Lu, what's wrong with your face? Who hit you?"

Lu Jiuqing quickly raised his head and looked at him anxiously: "Mr. Yang, please keep your voice down, don't yell, don't yell."

"I'm fine, no one hit me."

Yang Yuheng frowned: "You were obviously beaten."

Lu Jiuqing saw that many people in the hall had already put down their books and looked over here. He said to Yang Yuheng as if praying: "Can you not say it here?"

Yang Yuheng closed his eyes, thinking that the girl was thin-skinned, and saying this here would embarrass her.

"Miss Lu, come with me."

Yang Yuheng took Lu Jiuqing to the second floor and opened a door: "Miss Lu, please."

Lu Jiuqing stood at the door without moving and said softly: "Isn't this the upper house? What I want is not the upper house."