When Lu Fengjin stepped down from the carriage, his hair was slightly disheveled. It was obvious that he and the young woman inside had engaged in no small amount of physical contact.
He hadn't expected that the moment he looked up, he would see Chu Yueli standing in the wind, watching him.
A breeze swept past at that exact moment.
Chu Yueli's white robes fluttered lightly in the wind, maintaining her usual ethereal and otherworldly grace.
In contrast, look at himself. He had once been unrestrained and carefree, yet today he had been left in such a disheveled state by Tuoba Feiyuan.
He climbed down from the carriage, and Tuoba Feiyuan shoved the curtain aside right behind him.
She, too, looked up the moment she emerged, catching sight of Chu Yueli not far away.
That stunning, breathtaking face made Tuoba Feiyuan's gaze sink.
She withdrew her gaze, glared at Lu Fengjin standing by the carriage, the anger in her eyes burning even hotter. The smile at the corner of her lips was dripping with sarcasm: "Ha, the pretty little wife at your home is waiting for you. Why are you still pestering me?"
She leaped down from the carriage, her gaze, carrying a hint of lingering hostility, slamming into Chu Yueli: "For the debt of that slash, one day I will return it to you with interest! Those who violate me, Tuoba Feiyuan, shall be hunted down no matter how far away they are! Chu Yueli, you just wait for me!"
With those words, she turned and left, showing truly not a shred of reluctance.
Lu Fengjin's footwork shifted, his tall, imposing figure instantly blocking her path.
He gripped her wrist and said with displeasure, "The army's schedule brooks no delay. Stop making a scene. We can talk about whatever it is when we return to the capital."
"You scoundrel, I've already made myself very clear to you! I am not Chu Yueli. I won't be like those women, willingly serving you alongside other women just for your power and status."
"If you want that kind of hypocritical affection, go find her instead. Why are you clinging to me?"
Tuoba Feiyuan struggled with all her might, but she could not break free from Lu Fengjin's powerful grip.
"Let go! Don't use the hands that touched her to touch me!" But Lu Fengjin still did not let go. Driven mad with rage, Tuoba Feiyuan suddenly raised her hand and swung it hard across Lu Fengjin's face.
*Slap.*
The surrounding soldiers were so shocked their breathing stopped. They stood there dumbfounded, not daring to take even a full breath.
Even Zisu was terrified, her entire body turning ice-cold.
He was, after all, the exalted Prince Jin, the Emperor's own son!
No matter how willful Tuoba Feiyuan was, she had no business laying a hand on the Prince. Did she have a death wish?
Sure enough, Lu Fengjin's eyes turned bloodshot with rage. The five fingers gripping Tuoba Feiyuan's wrist tightened steadily: "Have you grown tired of living, hmm?"
Tuoba Feiyuan was momentarily startled by the fury in his eyes, but she still maintained her haughty expression: "You think I'm afraid of death? Lu Fengjin, if you have the guts, kill me!"
Instead of killing her, Lu Fengjin hoisted her up over his shoulder and tossed her into the carriage.
Soon, the sound of tearing fabric came from inside the carriage, followed by the young woman's shrill cry: "Lu Fengjin, what are you doing? Let me go! Let me go... you jerk!"
Outside, every single soldier kept his head lowered.
The sky above remained clear with a gentle breeze and not a single cloud in sight.
Yet everyone's heart felt inexplicably heavy.
Miss Li was still right here! And she was the future Princess Jin personally acknowledged by the Emperor himself!
Yet Prince Jin was currently in broad daylight, right in front of all the soldiers—and even in front of the future Princess Jin—abandoning himself to passion with another woman inside a carriage...
When Lu Fengjin stepped down from the carriage again, it was already the time of an incense stick later.
Of course, he hadn't actually done anything with Tuoba Feiyuan inside; his self-control wasn't that poor.
Yet this time when he came down, not only was his hair slightly messy, even his clothes were in disarray.
He looked even more disheveled than before.
The soldiers were still waiting.
Under the sunlight, however, that plain white figure was gone.
"Where is Ali?" he asked, looking at a nearby guard.
The guard's cheeks flushed slightly as he said with a complex expression, "Miss Li has already departed with General Chu's troops."
Lu Fengjin's expression darkened; he hadn't expected this at all.
He never imagined that Chu Yueli would be so petty this time, flying into a rage over such a minor issue.
Not only was she petty, but she was also willful. Did she not know that unauthorized departure from the army is a capital offense?
"I've truly spoiled her rotten!"
Furious, Lu Fengjin flicked his sleeve and snapped, "Set off immediately for the capital!"