[Hetu][Heavenly Demon][Episode 4 Chapter 1]

Chapter One: Trouble at the Prince's Mansion
The uproar was widespread. Although many commoners were unaware of the true situation, only knowing that golden light had shone outside the capital

for half a month , this strange phenomenon remained a topic of conversation. Very few knew the truth.

Thus, all sorts of speculations flew around, with all sorts of absurd claims. In this peaceful era, there was no

literary inquisition , so the people's speculations were quite bold, and rumors spread far and wide, making it impossible to know which

were true.
Inside the quiet Prince Zhen's mansion, the commotion and unease of the previous days were gone. Since Prince Zhen, Yang Shu, awoke, officials from the capital

had been arriving droves to visit him. However, the previous worries and anxieties had subsided. After all, the Prince Zhen's lineage was

a very influential group in the capital; their centuries-old reputation as the leading martial family was no joke. In contrast,

the Duke of Jing, far away in Jiangnan with little power, was at most given a few verbal greetings; his fate was merely a

polite .
In the back courtyard, Yang Cun's room remained tightly closed. After recovering from his injuries, Yang Shu

refused the officials' earnest visits, citing his uncle's lingering injuries. Apart from Wang Dong entering the room once, no one else knew Yang Cun's

current condition. Gao Lianxin was constantly worried; in this unfamiliar environment, Yang Cun was practically her only support.

But now Yang Shu was strictly forbidding visitors, so Gao Lianxin could only wait outside, anxiously praying for Yang Cun's speedy

recovery.
Inside the room, Yang Shu stood before the sickbed, frowning. Looking at the unconscious Yang Cun, he sighed and

said, "Uncle was truly reckless. How could he so rashly agree to Lin Guan's request? That fellow isn't a good person either; what is his intention

in keeping Uncle's spirit?"
"Your Highness, what are these?" The servant stood behind him, looking bewildered at

the strange sight .
Yang Cun lay with his eyes closed, his face serene. If it weren't for his slightly pale complexion, one would have no idea that anything was wrong.

Strangely, the three inner cores on Yang Cun's body began to rotate around him while he was unconscious

. One of the three, originally pure white, had become a strange half-black, half-gold color, seemingly

repelling the other two. Its seemingly calm rotation appeared somewhat agitated and uneasy.
The bed was surrounded by incomprehensible talismans. Even Yang Cun's neck was covered with

strange All the patterns appeared ordinary, but occasionally flashed with light. These paper talismans

protected Yang Cun completely, or rather, completely isolated him from the outside world. In an unseen space, an invisible net

tightly enveloped Yang Cun, making it impossible for anyone to approach.
"It seems to be set up by my uncle's old friend..." Yang Shu said, raising his hand slightly forward. Just as he was about to reach into the bed

, all the paper talismans and the patterns on Yang Cun's body suddenly blazed with black light. An unknown

force abruptly stopped Yang Shu's movement.
"That's easy, just cut it open." The Earth Slave sneered, reaching out and grabbing at the air. The terrifying greatsword

instantly appeared in his hand, gleaming with cold light.
"Don't be reckless!" Yang Shu raised his hand to stop the Earth Slave's actions, pondering for a moment before saying, "Forget it. Although

I don't know where that person came from, it seems he doesn't intend to harm my uncle.

I also don't know what my uncle and the forest steward talked about. Let's wait a bit longer."
"This thing will be gone in a few cuts, why wait? Just wake him up and ask him directly!" The Earth Slave was

a little impatient, but still listened to Yang Shu and put away the greatsword.
"What exactly is that thing?" Faced with this strange sight, even the well-informed Yang Shu shook his head

helplessly . This technique was truly ingenious. He had long heard that extraordinary people and strange talents emerged all over the world, including some

masters who understood Taoist methods. Yang Shu had initially scoffed, but seeing with his own eyes that a few paper talismans could form

such a wondrous array, he became somewhat curious.
"Let's go." Yang Shu observed for a while longer, then turned and left the room with the servants, instructing his guards to keep

a good watch before closing the door tightly.
"Miss Gao, aren't you going to rest?" Yang Shu paused slightly as he stepped out of the room, but quickly regained

his composure.
At the edge of the corridor, Gao Lianxin waited expectantly, peeking nervously through the opening and closing of the door. The stunningly beautiful woman, a gift from heaven,

looked exhausted. Her white and red dress accentuated

her incredibly graceful figure, still alluring and captivating. However, her stunning face was now filled with weariness

and worry. Despite her bare face, she was still breathtakingly beautiful, but her captivating eyes always held

traces , a pitiful look that could break one's heart.
Beside her, two petite and lovely figures were nestled together. Seeing Yang Shu come out, An Qiao immediately

looked , her tear-filled eyes peeking at the room with concern. The young girls, just beginning to experience

the joys of first love, hadn't even had a chance to savor the sweetness of their newfound affections when Yang Cun suffered this tragedy. For

them , this blow was devastating.
Anning stayed by her sister's side, comforting her, her heart

aching .
"Your Highness, how is... how is Duke Yang?" Gao Lianxin asked anxiously,

tears streaming down her beautiful face before she could finish, her voice choked with sobs, perhaps unwilling

to show her panic and anxiety in front of the powerful Yang Shu.
"Sister, don't cry..." Anning whispered, but An Qiao cried even harder, her

silent sobs filled with unspeakable worry. Naive and clueless, she didn't know what to do, letting

her tears flow while worrying whether her weeping would anger Yang Shu.
"Uncle is out of danger, but he hasn't woken up yet." Yang Shu didn't have time to say more. In his view,

Gao Lianxin, who came from a brothel, was of low status and not a suitable match for the Yang family. The two young ladies were even lower

in status and didn't need his attention. However, since Yang Cun had brought them back, he wouldn't be too negligent out of courtesy

.
Gao Lianxin was extremely anxious. Facing the inherently aloof Yang Shu, the difference in their social status made her

afraid to even speak loudly. The worry she had been carrying for days was unbearable. She mustered her courage to beg Yang Shu

to let her in for a glimpse, but the barely perceptible indifference in Yang Shu's eyes made her feel inferior and fearful, and she

almost lost the courage to speak.
An Qiao's situation wasn't much better. Already shy, she

was Although she was naive, it didn't mean she couldn't see the perfunctory attitude in Yang Shu's eyes. In this

era of strict social hierarchy and male supremacy, she didn't even have the courage to ask questions like Gao Lianxin had.

All she could do was pray that Yang Shu would recover quickly.
An Ning, less perceptive than the two girls, saw her sister crying so hard she was almost beside herself, and boldly asked

Yang Shu to let her sister in for a quick look. Just as she hesitated, a young guard in blue rushed over

, wiping sweat from his face, and said nervously, "Your Highness, Prince Rong just sent me to inform you that the

Emperor is traveling incognito to visit the Duke of Jingguo. His sedan chair has already left the palace gates. Please prepare to receive him."
"I know!" Yang Shu remained expressionless. The Emperor's incognito visit should be

an honor right? However, Yang Shu felt no joy at all. The strange thing was that Prince Rong had

secretly informed him first; could it be that this wasn't just a simple visit?
Gao Lianxin, who had overheard this, knew better than to plead and immediately excused herself.

Before leaving she glanced at the tearful An Qiao, silently weeping, and took her friend with her. Yang Shu

nodded approvingly, then quickly withdrew some of the guards from the almost overflowing backyard. He returned to his study and changed into simple home clothes.

He sat at his desk, holding a rare manuscript, but couldn't concentrate on it. His only thought was

the deeper meaning behind Prince Rong's actions.
As he sat lost in thought, just as night fell and the willows began to sway, a tense yet excited shout came from the gatekeeper:

"His Majesty the Emperor has arrived! His Highness Prince Rong has arrived!"
Hearing this, Yang Shu immediately snapped out of his reverie, hurriedly leaving his study and arriving at the courtyard. Seeing

the two approaching, he feigned surprise and bowed, saying, "Your subject Yang Shu greets His Majesty and Prince Rong."
"Prince Rong, no need for formalities." Leading the way was none other than the elderly Emperor, dressed in simple grey

robes, seemingly an ordinary citizen. Yet, the oppressive aura emanating from him was still terrifying.

His aged and frail body standing beside the plump Prince Rong gave one the illusion that Prince Rong

was a spendthrift, leaving his father so hungry.
"Greetings, Brother Rong," Prince Rong smiled kindly and returned the greeting. Although both were princes, there was a difference between royal

princes and princes of other surnames, but he seemed unconcerned, maintaining a consistently humble and polite attitude towards Yang Shu.
"How is Wenjing?" The old emperor, seated in the main hall, coughed a few times and immediately asked with concern

. Wenjing was Yang Cun's courtesy name; this form of address subtly revealed the old emperor's closeness to him.
"Uncle has not yet awakened," Yang Shu thanked the emperor for his grace, but shook his head and sighed as he spoke of Yang Cun's condition.
"The Duke of Jingguo is a lucky man, Father need not worry," Prince Rong quickly interjected. He had been visiting the Yang residence most frequently

lately , even though the entire capital knew of his close relationship with Yang Shu, his frequency

was higher than that of minor officials trying to curry favor. His continued attentiveness, even though it was the Duke of Jingguo who had fainted, was

somewhat surprising.
"Alas, Mingcheng's only son." The old emperor sighed deeply, saying with a touch of melancholy, "If

something were to happen to Wenjing, how could I face Mingcheng? Wenjing is a descendant of loyal and valiant men. If the Yang family line in Jiangnan were to end here,

I would have no face to face my ancestors in the afterlife, no face to see the meritorious officials of the Yang family who founded the Great Hua Dynasty, and my

ancestors in the netherworld."
"Your Majesty is benevolent." Seeing the old emperor sighing with sorrow, Prince Rong immediately spoke up in a conciliatory tone. Yang Shu

, being cold-hearted, was not used to such flattery, but he still played along a little, at least not saying anything discouraging

.
Recently, there had been constant unrest on the border. The Khitans had been harassing the border, sending out waves of

cavalry to roam the front lines, causing considerable headaches. What was even more infuriating was that not only the royal army, but even some small units

treated the Great Hua defenses as nothing. Groups of young men from the tribes also came out to plunder, causing one disaster after

another Daily reports of battle came from the front lines, causing the three men present to frown, their worry

mixed with resentment.
At this moment, at the main gate of the Yang residence, a young man in fine clothes hummed a tune, sitting in a carriage

surrounded by a large crowd as he slowly passed by. The young man's fair face was now flushed, clearly showing signs of intoxication;

his steps were unsteady, his speech was somewhat stuttering, and even his eyes were a little dazed. Those around him were also mostly

drunk, but they flattered him, making him feel almost euphoric.
"Who goes there?" At this moment, the soldiers guarding the gate saw the group and immediately shouted alertly. This

alley was inhabited by the wealthy and powerful; now that Yang Cun was unconscious, Yang Shu had strengthened security. Under normal circumstances

, they wouldn't have dared to question people in the street like this.
"Open your dog eyes! Don't you recognize the Crown Prince?" Before the young man could speak, a group of

guys immediately started jeering. Although they were still vaguely aware that the plaque read "Prince Zhen's Mansion," the alcohol had seemingly

made them forget where they were.
"Greetings, Crown Prince!" Zhao Qinli had been here before, and some of the gatekeepers remembered him. Seeing the Crown Prince

among these drunkards, they quickly knelt down in a deep bow.
"Oh, Prince Zhen's Mansion! Haha, let's go get a few drinks!" Zhao Qinli swayed, his head spinning.

Seeing the guards so respectful, he immediately became excited and led a group of drunkards, who could barely walk,

into the mansion. The gatekeepers wanted to announce their arrival, but they were immediately stopped by the group, and could only helplessly watch as they

swaggered into the mansion.
This group was relatively self-disciplined. Although they were drunk and unsteady, they didn't do anything except wander

around . Before long, they strolled to the backyard. The garden was truly exquisite, and the small pavilion nestled among the greenery

was particularly charming under the moonlight. Zhao Qinli, immediately filled with a sense of grandeur, shouted for everyone to sit down and

ordered the steward to bring some wine and food. And so, they brazenly continued their feasting and revelry at Yang Shu's residence.
The group was already snoring with drunkenness; after a few more drinks, some, unable to hold their liquor, had already passed out on the ground. The group

swayed and staggered, while Zhao Qinli's speech became slurred and incoherent. He stood up unsteadily

, yet he drank heartily with everyone, completely oblivious to the fact that he was in someone else's residence.
The steward and servants inside the mansion were all so frightened they didn't dare breathe. Even after being shouted at, they dared not approach.

Normally, the arrival of the Crown Prince should have been announced, but now that the old emperor was here, who would dare disturb them without Yang Shu's order?

They could only hope that these young masters would quickly finish their food and drink and not cause any trouble.
At this moment, an incomparably beautiful figure appeared in everyone's sight, her graceful figure making

every step she took a sway. Her flawless oval face, her stunning beauty, and the faint sorrow in her beautiful

eyes , along with her delicately wiping away tears, made her appear like a fairy from a painting.

Even Zhao Qinli, a seasoned womanizer, couldn't help but be captivated

. Although his mind was still hazy, his drunkenness instantly subsided. Such breathtaking beauty, like a celestial being, was a rare sight even in the capital.
"That…that girl, look!" Zhao Qinli immediately stood up, pointing to the woman walking slowly towards them.

His breathing was heavy as he spoke, and he could even vaguely feel an intense urge rising in his lower body, a urge long since

numb .
"So beautiful..." The group of drunkards, their minds already clouded, immediately

surrounded the woman at Zhao Qinli's excited shouts.
The group of drunkards quickly surrounded the exceptionally beautiful woman, startling Gao Lianxin, who was crying.

Looking at the group of men exuding an air of frivolousness, she couldn't understand why such people were appearing in the usually solemn Prince Zhen's mansion

. She was filled with both shock and fear. "Who are you?"
"Little girl, with the moonlight on, have a drink with us!" Zhao Qinli, no longer bothering with pretense of refinement,

found the young beauty increasingly captivating the closer he got. He chuckled lewdly and couldn't wait to take Gao Lianxin

's hand.
The others, seeing this, all chuckled lewdly. The Crown Prince's status was incredibly high. He'd slept with

countless , but ordinary women held no interest whatsoever. He'd been with countless courtesans of the capital,

and lately had become somewhat numb to it, so he'd been cultivating his virtue for a long time. But seeing such a rare beauty, his lustful

nature resurfaced. This girl would likely suffer the same fate as other women tonight, being violated.
"Who are you?" Gao Lianxin appeared delicate, but her heart was strong. Her past attempt to poison Yang Cunjin for

revenge showed she wasn't a submissive coward. How could she allow them to take advantage of her?

With a flick of her hand, she pushed Zhao Qinli, sending him staggering.
"Oh, a pretty little girl, quite charming, I like her!" Zhao Qinli could barely stand, but his smile grew

even more lewd. He found the girl increasingly beautiful, his eyes brimming with wicked desire. Gao Lianxin

's resistance seemed to excite him even more; he was all too adept at this kind of harassment of respectable women.
"Little girl, it's your good fortune that our Grandson has taken a liking to you!" A sycophant beside her was

practically drooling, spouting flattery while his hands began to grab at Gao Lianxin without restraint

.
"You scoundrel, get away!" Despite the tear stains on her face, Gao Lianxin was extremely stubborn.

Before he could reach out, she immediately pulled a hairpin from her hair and stabbed it into his hand.
The sycophant cried out in pain, blood gushing from his hand! But Zhao Qinli remained unmoved, his eyes

practically devoid of anything but lust. Gao Lianxin's fierce resistance only excited him more,

and he rushed forward without hesitation, trying to grab Gao Lianxin who was retreating against the wall!
"You scoundrel!" Gao Lianxin was equally unyielding, and in her shame and anger, she swung her hairpin and plunged it into the back of his hand!

"Ah..." Zhao Qinli screamed in agony, the long hairpin almost piercing his palm. The pain instantly

sobered hysterically shouted while rubbing his hand, "Rebellion! This woman! Seize her!

I'll beat her to death!"
This was terrible! The Crown Prince had actually been injured! Everyone else panicked at the sight. Taking advantage of

this steadied herself and quickly ran back to the side room in the courtyard. With Zhao Qinli's scream, everyone

came to their senses and hurriedly chased after Gao Lianxin. Zhao Qinli was covered in sweat from the pain, but his lust remained

undiminished. Seeing that alluring figure, he immediately endured the pain and continued to chase after her.
The courtyard of the side room erupted in chaos. The guards, seeing the strange scene and Gao

Lianxin rushing in, immediately asked alertly, "Miss Gao, what's wrong?"
"Brothers, save me!" Gao Lianxin cried out in terror, quickly standing before the door. Why

were these frivolous fellows appearing in the usually solemn Prince Zhen's mansion? This was a question she couldn't understand.
Lately, the young, beautiful, and demure Gao Lianxin's devoted demeanor had captivated these guards, who

, aside from occasional fantasies, also held her in high regard. The sight of her with the young ladies had become the most touching scene

in the Yang family . Recently, due to the Duke of Jing's affair, the atmosphere in the mansion had been oppressive.

Seeing Gao Lianxin being harassed by these drunkards, the guards had lost all patience. They

rushed forward, roaring and beating the troublemakers.
How could a group of drunken playboys be a match for the fierce and ruthless soldiers? The first few

who were quickly beaten to the ground, screaming in pain. At this moment, Zhao Qinli and the others caught up. Seeing

the scene before him, his face darkened with rage, and he shouted, "Ah, you audacious dogs..." "
How dare you act so presumptuously in the Prince's mansion!" The three or five soldiers didn't care about anything else. Although Gao Lianxin was brought by Yang Cun

, the two branches of the Yang family were of the same lineage. Seeing their family member insulted, they naturally wouldn't be polite, and the group immediately rushed

forward . Besides, when had such an absurd thing ever happened in the Prince's mansion? No need for further words, they would capture him first.
"You lot!" Although Zhao Qinli was drunk and unsteady on his feet, in a fit of rage, two inner cores suddenly appeared around him.

In a single exchange, he sent one of the soldiers flying several meters, coughing up blood. With such cultivation,

his earlier injury was purely due to alcohol-induced carelessness; ordinary guards were no match for him.
"You audacious servant..." The two or three eunuchs who had been cautiously following him, in their rage, surprisingly possessed

cultivation levels of the first or second Dan realm. After all, they were people close to the Crown Prince; how could they all be useless drunkards? Naturally,

a few of them were quite skilled.
Although the retainers were all incredibly brave, they were caught off guard by this sudden turn of events. In the blink of an eye,

they were utterly defeated and humiliated. The Crown Prince, weakened by wine and women, was even more ruthless in his attacks. Even...

No matter how lazy and ignorant he was, being born into the royal family

meant ordinary guards. With a single move, Zhao Qinli had broken the bones of three guards, leaving

them unable to rise from the ground in agony.
"You brat, you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to drink the penalty cup!" Zhao Qinli and his men fought for a while, managing to

subdue all the guards. However, several of his纨绔子弟 (sons of wealthy families) were also injured. He ignored

his groaning companions on the ground, his eyes lighting up as he immediately fixed his gaze on Gao Lianxin.
"You rude scoundrel!" Gao Lianxin's face paled instantly, her teeth clenched, her hand gripping the sharp hairpin tightly

, both shocked and furious! Her beautiful body trembled, her palms sweating profusely. Although outwardly delicate, Gao

Lianxin's expression was cold. If the hairpin in her hand couldn't protect her, she would rather commit suicide than allow this

scoundrel to defile her purity.
"How dare you! How dare you, such lowly scoundrels, run wild in the Prince's Mansion!" Just as they were

approaching , a thunderous roar suddenly resounded. Accompanying this thunderous roar, a

strong figure clad in armor appeared abruptly in front of Gao Lianxin, unleashing a palm strike at Zhao Qinli without reservation.
"Ah, Your Highness, be careful!" A young eunuch, anxious for his master, disregarded the terrifying internal force of the fourth-level Dan realm cultivator and

immediately threw himself on top of Zhao Qinli.
Struck by the blow, the young eunuch coughed up blood and was sent flying more than ten meters away until he

crashed into the wall, leaving a large pool of blood before dying! The air was still thick with blood mist. The strength of this attack

was far beyond what they, as mere novice, could withstand. Not only Zhao Qinli, but everyone else was terrified, their faces drained of color, and they hastily

retreated . Tragically, no one even glanced at the loyal young eunuch who had protected his master.
"You audacious scoundrel!" Yang Tongbao stood before Gao Lianxin, his face icy, gripping the broadsword at his waist. He roared,

"How dare you run wild in the Prince Zhen's Mansion! Surrender now!"
"You…" Zhao Qinli was startled by the sudden appearance of this man, his face pale, his steps unsteady,

his mind still foggy from the alcohol. The only thing he knew at that moment was that he, the high and mighty Crown Prince, had not only

been injured by a woman but also dared to be so rudely addressed by a lowly person—it was utterly humiliating.
"Surrender, you scoundrel!" Yang Tongbao's face darkened, and he charged forward without further ado. Gao Lianxin stood

trembling From the words spoken earlier, she had vaguely discerned the identity of this lecherous man before her, and a

sense of unease welled up within her, but she was too nervous to utter a word.
What gave her a strange sense of reassurance was that Yang Shu had sent Yang Tongbao, the top expert in the mansion, to guard Yang

Cun's bedside. This ensured Yang Cun's safety. However, this small act of kindness made her overlook

the serious consequences of offending the young boy before her.
"You scoundrel..." Yang Tongbao roared, his figure moving with lightning speed. Just as the massive hand that could split mountains and shatter rocks was about to

grab Zhao Qinli, a deep, chilling cold suddenly swept through the air. The instant chill startled

Yang Tongbao, who was already at the fourth level of the Dan realm.
"What's all this commotion..." A deep, powerful shout rang out, and in a flash, an

elderly man in fine clothes appeared between the two. With a mere flick of his sleeve, the old man forcefully pushed Yang Tongbao, who possessed the cultivation of a fourth-level Dan cultivator, back several steps.
"You..." Yang Tongbao stumbled back a few steps, and before he could even shout angrily, upon seeing

who it was , he immediately knelt down, saying in a trembling voice, "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!" Upon hearing this, Gao Lianxin's legs went weak,

and she also immediately knelt down, respectfully performing a deep salute.
"Li'er, what's wrong?" The old emperor's expression turned solemn, his brows furrowing slightly. Looking at the group of spoiled brats and

the disheveled eunuchs, he couldn't help but ask a chilling question, though his words betrayed

his heartache for his grandson.
"Grandpa!" Zhao Qinli was so frightened that his lips were pale, and he spoke incoherently. But seeing

the old emperor suddenly appear, he was overjoyed, yet also worried.
"His Highness the Crown Prince is here. Yang Shu greets you!" At this moment, Yang Shu and Prince Rong also arrived. Seeing the

strange and the people groaning in pain all over the ground, both of them were slightly surprised. However, Yang Shu's expression was much calmer.

In terms of cultivation, he could definitely have arrived before the old emperor, but if he did, it would be as if he had

stopped Yang Tongbao, and he would probably have to give a perfunctory answer, which would be difficult to explain.
"Qinli, why are you here?" The old emperor felt sorry for his grandson, but seeing the disheveled scene and his grandson's

unsteady drunken state, his mood clearly became somewhat displeased.
"Grandfather, I...I'm fine, I just wanted to pay my respects to Prince Zhen..." Zhao Qinli stammered.

Although he had always been a playboy, he always pretended to be a good boy in front of his grandfather. The situation was so

chaotic now that he didn't know how to explain, especially after drinking so much wine, his words were incoherent.
"Send the Crown Prince back!" The old emperor paused for a moment, then suddenly stopped asking questions.
"Yes!" Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Prince Rong quickly helped up the already frightened Crown Prince, said goodbye,

and walked towards the gate of the mansion. It was still unclear what had happened, but judging from the old emperor's gloomy expression,

it was definitely not a good thing.
"Your Highness!" Yang Tongbao was still kneeling on the ground, and when he saw Yang Shu approaching, he hurriedly lowered his head. At this moment, Gao

Lianxin was leaning against the wall, her face pale, trembling with fear. Such a disaster had left her mind

numb, and she didn't even know how to think.
This unexpected calamity had not only injured the Crown Prince but also disturbed the emperor's incognito travels. After comforting the An sisters

to rest, the older Gao Lianxin remained uneasy. Even though she couldn't see Yang Cun, she

instinctively wanted to wait outside. However, this led her to encounter the drunken and disorderly Crown Prince. Even though she was in the right, and

the other party had acted indecently first, Gao Lianxin had no hope for fairness or justice. In this

era of absolute power, it was simply a pipe dream.
Yang Shu remained silent, standing aside watching the people unconscious in the garden, seemingly oblivious to everything.
The old emperor was equally silent. After looking around, he saw Gao Lianxin's radiant beauty amidst her panic,

and seemed to understand something instantly. His face darkened, and without a word, he put his hands behind his back and

mumbled as he walked out, "I'm returning to the palace. No commotion is allowed today."
"Understood," Yang Shu respectfully saw him off, as if nothing had happened.
The injured playboys and eunuchs in the backyard were sent back to the palace, and the wounded guards were

sent for treatment. Yang Tongbao knelt helplessly, not daring to move, while Gao Lianxin remained trembling and waiting outside Yang Shu's room.

However, she was still a young girl, and so many things had happened overnight, leaving her confused and

unsure how to cope.
The three who had originally intended to discuss military matters were no longer interested in continuing after this disturbance, and the old emperor was clearly in a bad mood when he returned to the palace

. The usually well-behaved Crown Prince had truly lost face this time, especially with Prince Rong watching.

This was definitely not a good thing for the Yang family. Yang Tongbao understood this simple truth, and Gao Lianxin, being as intelligent as she was,

quickly realized the situation after her initial panic. When Yang Shu returned, she immediately knelt down, her face as white as paper, and said, "

This commoner has caused trouble, please, Your Highness..."
Before she could finish, Yang Shu, with a stern face, hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand without hesitation and said, "Alright,

Miss Gao is my uncle's close friend. It is my fault for not taking good care of her during this fright in the manor. Guards, help Miss Gao to her room to rest."
Gao Lianxin trembled and dared not speak, returning to her room with the help of the maids. Yang Tongbao, however, dared not

apologize, and Yang Shu said nothing more, telling him to continue guarding the place. The situation tonight was indeed not good. Yang Shu frowned

as he looked at the ruined courtyard, and without saying much, returned to his own quarters.
Back in her room, Gao Lianxin remained absent-minded. At that moment, the maids, while preparing her bathwater, said with

smiles , "Miss Gao, please don't worry. Although the Prince is angry, he's not angry with you."
"What?" Gao Lianxin was completely dazed and couldn't help but drift off into thought. She was well aware of her lowly status,

and she and the An sisters already felt uneasy living under someone else's roof in the Prince's mansion. Now, having caused such trouble, although she felt secretly bitter and

distressed, she was even more worried about what trouble she might bring to the Yang family and Yang Cun.
"Although our Prince is cold on the outside and doesn't talk much, he's a real man." Another maid

spoke of Yang Shu with a shy blush, her face flushed, looking like she was in love. She said with admiration and affection, "

The Prince's anger is definitely not because of Miss Gao. He doesn't agree with the idea that beautiful women are a source of trouble. He

has never been interested in women."
"Isn't that right?" The slightly older maid, preparing a change of clothes, also had a

charming

know, although the other party is a member of the royal family and may be the future emperor, our Prince is not someone to be trifled with.

Moreover, even the current emperor wouldn't dare to be so disrespectful to our manor. So, although the Prince doesn't say it, he

must be very unhappy inside."
From the two maids' kind words of advice, it was clear that they, who were just beginning to experience love, liked Yang Shu. Although

the difference in their status prevented them from having any expectations, it couldn't stop the beautiful feelings of the young girls. However, Gao Lianxin was still

very uneasy. After all, this matter was caused by her. She didn't know what Yang Shu thought, but she understood that she had brought trouble to

the Prince's Mansion . Even if Yang Shu and Yang Cun had no complaints, she would still feel guilty and anxious all day long.
The old emperor sat in his carriage, eyes closed in deep thought. After a long while, he suddenly

sighed : "Jinliang, issue an edict to the Eastern Palace: the Crown Prince's behavior was frivolous and immoral after drinking. He is to be confined for a month, facing the wall in repentance."
"Yes!" The old eunuch, Jinliang, who was driving the carriage, immediately nodded.
"Also," the old emperor pondered for a long time, then softly instructed, "Send the imperial physicians to take a look. I

saw that Li'er's hand wound bled a lot; it needs to be treated properly."
"Yes!" The old eunuch replied briefly.
"Prince Zhen, the Yang family..." The old emperor continued to ponder with his eyes closed, muttering a few words softly, but his

brows furrowed slightly...

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