May this scumbag husband, who favored his concubine over his wife, rest in peace.

"...I don't know."

Lu Chengyuan remained silent, waiting for him to continue.

Wen Jing took a sip of tea and said, "It doesn't matter that the border war is over and the General's Mansion is no longer as glorious, but there are always people in the capital who fawn over the powerful and bully the weak. My mother and my wife don't care about these people, but you know the personalities of Tianming and his wife, not to mention Yuan Shu."

Wen Jing looked directly at Lu Chengyuan: "If Yuan Shu marries you in the future, there will inevitably be gossip in the capital. As her elder brother, I absolutely cannot stand by and watch her suffer."

Wen Yuanshu suffered a lot after marrying into the Marquis's family. Now she is no longer like before, telling her every grievance she suffered at home.

Therefore, he needs to think more deeply.

Therefore, he wanted the General's Mansion to regain its former prestige.

Before Lu Chengyuan could speak, a series of hurried footsteps approached.

The two of them turned to look at each other.

The person who arrived was Wen Heng.

Without saying a word, Wen Heng slapped Wen Jing across the face.

Wen Jing neither dodged nor avoided the blow, taking it head-on.

Upon seeing Wen Heng, Lu Chengyuan's brow twitched.

He came here today with no intention of taking Wen Jing away!

"You unfilial son!" Wen Heng was still not satisfied and slapped him again.

A trickle of blood slowly oozed from the corner of his lips.

"Do you know how much trouble it would cause for the Great Zhao if Huyan Zhuo really died in the capital! You've been on the battlefield, don't tell me you don't know how many people die in a battle!"

"For your own selfish desires, you're going to drag so many people to their deaths! All the lessons I've taught you over the years, have you forgotten them all?!"

These words left Wen Jing speechless and unable to lift his head.

Wen Heng angrily flicked his sleeve and turned to look at Lu Chengyuan: "Take this man away. Kill him if he deserves it, dispose of him however you wish!"

After saying that, Wen Heng turned and left, seemingly determined not to get involved anymore.

Wen Heng's words were so harsh that Lu Chengyuan subconsciously looked at Wen Jing, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

Wen Jing acted as if nothing had happened. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips before looking up at him and saying, "Let's go."

Lu Chengyuan sighed: "Why are you doing this? Yuan Shu will marry me in the future, and I will naturally not stand by and watch her be bothered by those rumors."

Wen Jing smiled wryly and simply said, "I am Yuan Shu's older brother."

He was Wen Yuanshu's older brother by blood, and in his presence, Lu Chengyuan was always an outsider.

Lu Chengyuan pursed his lips: "That day, you left as soon as you saw me, you must have felt relieved."

Although his martial arts skills were profound, Wen Jing was a veteran of many battles. If Wen Jing was determined to kill Hu Yanzhuo, it was not impossible for him to do so.

Wen Jing chuckled twice, but didn't answer him. Instead, he stood up and said, "Let's go. What, do you expect me to do it by myself?"

Lu Chengyuan twitched the corner of his mouth.

I've never seen anyone so proactive.

Left with no other choice, Lu Chengyuan, who had already finished his shift, had to return to the Embroidered Uniform Guard headquarters.

Wen Jing was no stranger to prisons, and he had already sat down on the straw mat.

“I will report to His Majesty again tomorrow,” Lu Chengyuan said, looking at him with a complicated expression. “...Do you have any words for me to pass on to my family?”

“I left a letter in the study. Please tell my wife when you get back. She will understand once she reads it,” Wen Jing said, looking at him steadily. “Treat Yuan Shu well, and don’t let her know about this matter.”

Lu Chengyuan pursed his lips.

"Ah."

He turned and left: "I have some bedding, I'll get it for him. I'll try my best to satisfy whatever he wants to eat or drink, or any other requests he may have."

"Yes."

-

Lu Chengyuan left the dungeon and stood at the door for a long time without moving.

When Qi Rong came over and saw him, he couldn't help but sigh: "Young Master, how are you going to face Miss Wen now?"

They arrested someone's own older brother...

No matter how open-minded Wen Yuanshu was, she could never feel at ease.

Lu Chengyuan also let out a long sigh.

How could he know?