Resisting the Wind and Splendor

"A-Li!" Lu Fengjin's eyes darkened, and he said unhappily, "Do you know how much power your fourth brother has built in the Northern Frontier these past few years? He has endured humiliation and hardship in the Northern Frontier, and now that he has returned, he is determined to avenge his disfigurement! At a time like this, you still dare to act recklessly?"

Chu Yueli looked at him, her feelings complicated.

Is it true that no matter what she says or does, he sees it as unreasonable?

Given this situation, what is there left for them to discuss?

"Your Highness, I am tired today and it is inconvenient for me to entertain you. Please leave." She picked up the wooden box and turned to leave.

Lu Fengjin's expression was unfriendly. He took a long stride and blocked her way: "With a formidable enemy at hand, do you have to speak to me in this manner?"

“If Your Highness considers Prince Mo an enemy, then he is only Your Highness’s own enemy. I am but a weak woman and am not qualified to be his enemy.”

So, what does their struggle have to do with her?

"Back then, it was your scheme to lure my fourth brother to the northern frontier that disfigured him. Do you really think he could forget such a deep-seated hatred?"

Isn't she always so meticulous? Why is she so naive this time?

"He came to see you for revenge. You don't actually think he wants to have tea and chat with you, do you?"

“I told you, King Mo came here to ask for your hand in marriage, not to have tea and chat.” Chu Yueli felt more and more that she couldn’t communicate with him.

Why was this never noticed before?

Lu Fengjin grew even more impatient: "The Duke's mansion has no other young ladies, so who can he marry? Ali, stop making a scene!"

A hint of surprise flashed across Chu Yueli's beautiful, jewel-like eyes: "Could it be that in Your Highness's heart, I am not a woman?"

"You've been by my side for years, who doesn't know you're mine? Looking across the entire Eastern Mausoleum, who would want to marry you?"

Lu Fengjin wasn't trying to be sarcastic; he was just genuinely impatient and didn't want to continue arguing with her.

Chu Yueli's hypocrisy and affectation instantly extinguished any pity he had felt for her that had just rekindled.

Zisu couldn't bear to listen any longer and blurted out, "Your Highness, Prince Mo, he..."

"Zisu, go check if the herbs I dried are stored away properly." Chu Yueli interrupted her. She's really forgotten the pain once the wound heals; doesn't she know how much it hurts when Prince Jin kicks someone?

Zisu pouted, and finally said reluctantly, "Yes!"

He glared at Lu Fengjin again, then turned and left without even bowing!

Lu Fengjin held his breath and sneered, "The servants in this manor don't even know the basic rules! How did you, their master, raise them?"

Chu Yueli laughed: "Doesn't Your Highness like people who break the rules the most? Zisu was just trying to please Your Highness, so why is Your Highness unhappy?"

Lu Fengjin's face immediately turned hot, and he became even more annoyed.

Ali would never have spoken to him in such a sarcastic tone before; she has truly changed!

But despite his anger, he didn't forget the purpose of his visit.

"Fine, I won't pursue her rudeness, but Ali, now that Fourth Brother has returned, you can't possibly be unaware of his intentions towards us! If we turn against each other at this time, wouldn't that be exactly what Fourth Brother wants?"

Chu Yueli lowered her eyes, looking at the wooden box in her hand: "I really don't know what he's thinking."

Even she couldn't fathom what the King of Ink was thinking today, given his actions.

"You are his enemy, so what could he possibly want with us?"

Seeing that she was staring at the wooden box in her hand, Lu Fengjin couldn't help but frown: "What exactly did he give you?"

Chu Yueli remained expressionless: "The betrothal gifts."

"Enough!" Lu Fengjin grew increasingly impatient. "Ali, don't you find this boring? You're wasting my patience like this. Do you really think I can tolerate you without limits?"

"It seems Your Highness never likes to hear the truth." Chu Yueli felt utterly speechless. Let's leave this topic at that. She asked indifferently, "Very well, may I ask what brings Your Highness to the Duke's mansion today?"

Seeing that she was finally willing to speak to him seriously, Lu Fengjin's anger subsided.

He sighed and softened his voice: "Ali, I won't hold it against the fact that the guards from your Duke's mansion injured Yuan'er that night. Let's make up! Go and tell Father that our wedding date will remain unchanged. We will hold the wedding as planned next month."