Tang Dynasty: Starting at Xuanwu Gate, this prince is better off not being one.

A gust of wind blew by, making Cui'er shiver all over.

Feeling the warm breath on her ear and looking at the boy who had to stand on tiptoe to get close to her ear, she was filled with fear.

"Uh..." Wenren An, who was leaning against the eaves, almost spat out a mouthful of blood when he heard Li Yu's words.

For some reason, whenever Li Yu said those words, he felt an urge to punch him...

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"Cui'er?"

When Yang woke up from her sleep, there were still tear stains on her face.

Wiping away the tears on her face, she felt a warm sensation on her body and thought it was Cui'er who had put her coat on.

After all, apart from Master Daoyue and Cui'er, no one else has been able to find this place.

Just as she was about to stand up, Madam Yang smelled a scent she didn't recognize, like the sachet that some noble young master wore at his waist.

She sniffed carefully and realized the smell was coming from her own clothes, so she looked down.

That one glance was enough to wake her instantly from her sleep.

A purple outer robe? Could it be that Li Yuanji has found this place?

She lifted the robe with trepidation, looked it over, and then breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Although this robe is made of sable fur, it is much smaller than Prince Li Yuanji's outer robe, and the patterns on it are relatively simpler.

Who found this place?

Madam Yang raised her head and looked around. She noticed that a young man was flirting with her maid not far away, while under the eaves, another young man in black was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.

Seeing this, she was startled.

But before she could guess what was going on, Li Yu heard the commotion and came over.

"Nephew greets Aunt!" Li Yu greeted Yang with a smile as he approached her.

Seeing Li Yu approach, Yang tried to get up, but fell to the ground several times.

Seeing this, Li Yu hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, but the stubborn woman pushed him away and barely managed to get up by supporting herself with her hands on the ground.

"Who are you? Why are you calling me aunt? Are you one of the King of Qi's people?" Having long been prepared to die, Madam Yang was truly fearless at this moment, asking Li Yu three questions in a row, leaving him somewhat bewildered.

"Aunt, don't panic. I am Li Yu, the heir of the Prince of Zhao." Li Yu was pushed so hard by Madam Yang that he stumbled. He didn't know where she got such strength.

"The King of Zhao?"

Yang was stunned for a moment, but her eyes immediately turned cold again: "The King of Qi and the King of Zhao have always been at odds, and he has even framed the King of Zhao many times. Why would you come to see me out of kindness? Besides, how did you find this place?"

The series of questions made Li Yu very happy; he knew that this woman must know a lot.

Suppressing his excitement, Li Yu decided to cut to the chase and said directly, "I'm here to save you from this predicament."

Upon hearing this, Yang's pupils contracted.

Because she was often bullied and bruised by Li Yuanji, Yang rarely left the mansion except to pay respects to her parents at this time of year.

Fearing punishment from his father, Li Yuanji ordered everyone in the Qi Prince's residence not to spread rumors about his misdeeds.

Therefore, apart from the people of the Qi Prince's Mansion, the only person who knew about this was Master Daoyue.

Could it be...?

As soon as the idea crossed Yang's mind, she immediately shook her head in denial.

Master Daoyue was a close friend of my father and someone who watched me grow up; he would never betray me.

Who would that be?

"Stop guessing, can't I just see it with my own eyes?" Li Yu was speechless, realizing that people really do become fools when they act impulsively.

"Impossible!" Clearly, Madam Yang refused to admit she was a fool: "The Prince Qi's mansion is heavily guarded outside, and there are also skilled fighters inside. Moreover, Li Yuanji is a martial artist. How could a mere youth like you sneak into the mansion and witness me being humiliated?"

At this moment, she no longer cared about her dignity and blurted out all the doubts in her heart.

"Sigh!" Li Yu sighed softly, "I'm telling you, even if I didn't know, now that you've said it, I know everything..."

Upon hearing Li Yu's words, Yang realized she had misspoke, and her pretty face instantly turned bright red with shame and indignation.

A moment later, she suddenly squatted down with her knees drawn up to her chest and burst into tears.

"You all just bully me! Li Yuanji bullies me, his men bully me, and even you, a little kid, are bullying me."

Yang buried her face between her knees and cried uncontrollably, just like a wronged young girl.

Although Li Yu is only an eleven-year-old boy now, having lived for more than twenty years in his previous life, he still felt somewhat reluctant to see this scene.

Just as I was about to go up and comfort her, I saw Yang suddenly raise her head.

Immediately afterwards, she pulled out a dagger from somewhere, held it to her neck, and stared intently at Li Yu.

"Don't……"

Knowing Yang's intentions, Li Yu tried to step forward to stop her, but it was obviously too late, because the tip of the dagger had already pierced through, and a stream of bright red blood slowly flowed down her fair neck to her chest.

Just at this critical moment, a pebble suddenly flew over and hit Yang's wrist, which was holding the dagger.

"Ah!" came a cry of pain.

Yang's hand instantly lost its strength, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Li Yu reacted extremely quickly, rushing forward and snatching the dagger from the ground.

Patting his chest in relief, Li Yu rolled his eyes at Yang, who was rubbing her wrist, and said, "No? Do I really look that much of a jerk?"

"That's right! You Li family members are all bastards! I wish you were all dead!"

Squatting on the ground, Yang was so emotional that she cried and cursed at the same time, which made Li Yu want to join in and curse a few words with her.

Damn it! This Yang woman is too honest! After all that cursing, the most vicious words she used were "die," "bastard," or "go to hell"...

No way! Wouldn't that just let that bastard Li Yuanji get away with it?

Then Li Yu also cursed loudly, "That's right! That son of a bitch Li Yuanji deserves to be torn to pieces! I curse him to have sores on his head, pus flowing from his feet, and that his children be born without an anus, and that he will be raped to death by seven or eight strong men every time he goes out..."

Li Yu was cursing so enthusiastically that even Yang, who was also cursing, stared at him in disbelief.

"Your insults are disgusting."

Almost unable to bear it any longer, Wenren An leaped to Li Yu's side and covered his mouth tightly.

“Wuwu!”

Li Yu was so tightly covered by Wenren An that he could barely breathe. He pinched Wenren An's hand several times before he was able to break free.

After calming himself down, Li Yu didn't hold a grudge against Wenren An for almost suffocating him. He raised an eyebrow at Madam Yang and said, "What? Not going to scold me anymore? In that case, I'll just say it directly."

"Auntie, you wouldn't want my grandfather to find out that Master Daoyue is secretly keeping the remains of the former dynasty's royal family, would you...?"

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