Shengjing Noble

Zi Yu stepped back and the door was closed.

The bathtub was filled with mist. Yan Qinghuan scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on her face. The warmth in her eyes faded away, leaving only a sharp edge.

That man is elusive and has great martial arts skills. Perhaps he can be used by her in the future.

……

It’s dawn, inside Jing’an Temple.

A black figure stood with his hands behind his back, standing on the rooftop, gazing at the mountains and forests outside the temple, as if thinking about something.

"My lord!" The man in the gray robe fell behind him, knelt on one knee and bowed, saying, "I have brought what you want, but..."

He was about to say something but stopped himself. Fu Mulan turned around and looked down at him with a cold look in his eyes.

"Why don't you dare to speak?"

Su Mu looked embarrassed and reported in a low voice: "This medicine is very strong. If you take one pill, you will be impotent for half a year. Your Highness, you are not interested in women. If you are too hot, you can use other methods to regulate it. Taking medicine may hurt you..."

Fu Mulan's eyes turned cold, and a strong sense of oppression came over him, forcing Su Mu to not dare to say anything more.

"Who said I want to use it? Put this thing in Lu Cheng'an's water. He must be thirsty after working all night."

Su Mu looked up in surprise, feeling confused.

Why would his prince do such a cruel thing to a mere General of the Household?

"Put the whole bottle in there." Fu Mulan added.

"Ah?" Su Mu clenched the small medicine bottle in his hand. There were ten pills in it!

By this calculation, Lu Chengan is most likely "useless"!

How big is this hatred?

……

Chenshi.

Yan Qinghuan woke up from a nightmare and sat on the bed with horror in his eyes. He still felt a lingering fear when he recalled the scene in his dream where his parents' heads were hung on the city wall.

When the maids heard her scream, they all pushed the door open and came in.

Huairou saw that she seemed frightened, and immediately stepped forward to ask: "Master, are you okay?"

Seeing their worried faces, Yan Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, shook off the gloom and smiled.

"It's okay, I just had a nightmare."

"The dream turned into the opposite, which means that the master has good fortune today." Zi Yu comforted with a smile.

"Master, today is the first day of your marriage. You should offer tea to your in-laws, and you should get dressed early to avoid being picked on." Feicui reminded in a low voice.

Pearl also agreed: "Yes, going to the front hall early to wait will also make our master appear more polite and well-educated."

Yan Qinghuan's originally gentle face suddenly turned cold, and she ordered, "Zhenzhu, go to the kitchen and ask them to add another Linglong Bao."

Pearl was stunned for a moment, then said hesitantly, "It's usually the servants who comb the master's hair..."

"Don't you understand what I am saying?" She said in a dignified tone.

Pearl immediately lowered her head and said, "Yes, I'll go right away."

Then she turned and left the room.

In her previous life, Zhenzhu had tampered with her hair when she was combing it. When she lowered her head to offer tea, her hair fell apart and the pearl hairpin on her hair fell into the teacup. She was extremely embarrassed for a moment.

Chen took the opportunity to humiliate her and punished her by making her kneel on the ground and serve ten cups of tea.

After Zhenzhu left, Ziyu helped Shen Aoxue dress up.

She lowered her head and asked in a low voice: "Master, did Pearl do something wrong?"

Yan Qinghuan looked at the mirror, her eyes sharp as thorns.

Before she died in her previous life, she found out that since Yan Yurou entered the mansion, she had been ordering Zhenzhu to put slow-acting poison in her food, which caused her to lose all her martial arts and become bedridden.

She whispered, "Don't ask too many questions, just keep an eye on her."

Hearing this, Zi Yu understood and stopped asking questions.

Yan Qinghuan looked at the expensive gilded jade headpiece on the table and said coldly, "If you don't want to wear this one, go get the cheapest velvet headpiece."

"Yes."

After finishing dressing and having breakfast, Yan Qinghuan was approached by a servant who invited her to the front hall for tea.

He slowly put down the spoon, wiped the corners of his mouth, and stood up gracefully.

"I'll be there soon."

"Yes, the slave will leave."

The servant left, and Shen Aoxue ordered sternly: "Huairou, Zhenzhu, follow me to serve tea. Ziyu, Feicui, put all the valuables in the house into boxes and lock them up. Huaicheng, you will immediately transport all the dowry to the Princess's Mansion for placement."

Everyone said in unison: "Yes!"

……

Yan Qinghuan walked in front gracefully, while Huairou and Zhenzhu followed behind with their heads lowered. The three of them walked through the corridor and finally arrived at the front hall.

Lu Cheng'an, Lu Chao, Chen, the second young master Lu Chengjie, and the third young lady Lu Sisi were already sitting inside waiting.

Today, all the blood-sucking worms were present, staring at Yan Qinghuan at the door with greed and viciousness in their eyes, as if they wanted to eat her alive without even spitting out a bone!

Seeing her step into the door, Lu Chengan took the initiative to greet her with a gentle and affectionate smile on his face.

"Huan'er, my husband was drunk last night and didn't want to disturb you, so I stayed in the side room. It's my fault for neglecting you. Please don't blame me, Madam."

His proactive explanation seemed deliberate, as if he was guilty of a crime.

Yan Qinghuan looked indifferent on the surface, but he was sneering in his heart.

If I hadn't seen him and Yan Yurou making love and rubbing each other's flesh with my own eyes last night, I would have been deceived by his innocent appearance.

She smiled faintly, her porcelain-white skin glowed faintly under the sunlight, and her eyes and eyebrows showed the charming and attractive posture of a young woman.

Her tone was full of resentment and she deliberately mocked him, "You even missed the wedding night. Luckily you were just drunk. Otherwise, looking at the dark circles under your eyes, I would have thought you had spent the night with other women."

Lu Chengan's dark brown eyes trembled noticeably, and he looked embarrassed at being exposed.

Upon hearing this, Chen Ruyu slammed the table and scolded, "Yan Qinghuan, since you are already a wife, you should serve your husband wholeheartedly. Last night, Cheng'an was drunk and you didn't stay by his side to take care of him. Today, you are still complaining and suspicious. How can you be a virtuous woman? I don't know what rules the etiquette nanny beside you taught you!"

Hearing this, Yan Qinghuan first glanced over with a cold look in her eyes, then walked around Lu Chengan and stepped forward.

"This princess's etiquette nanny is a female official of the first rank beside the Empress Dowager, and the wet nurse of the current emperor. I wonder if my mother-in-law has any opinions about her. If she has any advice, I will personally convey your words to the nanny when I enter the palace another day."

Chen's face turned ugly, and she didn't dare to talk about etiquette anymore. After all, she couldn't afford to offend the emperor's wet nurse.

But she didn't want to let Yan Qinghuan be proud, so Chen snorted coldly, sat up straight, raised her head, and looked arrogant.

"A bride has to offer tea to her parents-in-law the next day, but you, on the other hand, even ask the elders to wait for you. You are so arrogant!" she scolded coldly.

Yan Qinghuan's eyes were filled with emotion when she heard this. She curled her lips and smiled lightly, saying, "According to the rules of Daxia, after this princess gets married, she should pay respect to her parents-in-law, and they should return the respect. In other words, although I have to offer tea to them, you two should also return the respect and offer tea to me after the ceremony."

Chen was immediately furious, slamming the table and shouting, "What nonsense! Cheng'an, look at the wife you married. On the first day of marriage, she asked the elders to offer her tea. What a big deal! Those who know you would think you are a princess, and those who don't would think you are the Empress Dowager!"

Lu Chengan said seriously: "Qing Huan, you are my wife, how can you let my parents offer tea to you?"

Yan Qinghuan sneered and asked back, "Lu Cheng'an, I am the Princess of Chaoyang appointed by the Emperor, and my status is equal to that of a Duke. If you want me to serve tea according to the rules, then I should return the gift according to the rules. If you think what I said is wrong, why not ask the Minister of Rites to come and make a clear judgment?"