On our wedding night, my wife acted strangely.

In the field.

Cai Ming was trembling all over as Wang Pangzi kept calling him "old eunuch dog".

As the saying goes, the eunuchs around the emperor are more powerful than the provincial governors.

He has been serving the emperor since he was young. Over the years, everyone who sees him respectfully calls him Eunuch Cai.

That fat guy is something else; he always calls me Old Cai and that old eunuch when he shuts up.

This leaves Cai Ming, who has enjoyed a glamorous life for half her life, with no way to save face.

"Rebellion! Rebellion! You're plotting a coup!" Cai Ming screamed. "Guards! Seize this traitor who's spouting such nonsense!"

The eunuchs behind him looked at each other, pushing and shoving each other, none of them daring to step forward.

Just kidding, that's Fatty Wang over there, the living Yama who can kill a bull with one punch!

A bunch of eunuchs who can't even have children, aren't they just offering themselves up as food?

"A bunch of useless trash! I've wasted my time raising you!" Cai Ming was furious. He took two steps forward, pointed at Wang Pangzi's nose, and yelled, "Wang Chongyu, don't think I won't touch you! Let me tell you, this isn't over! I..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Fatty Wang take two steps forward, making the bluestone paving stones wobble under his feet, with a sinister smile on his face that sent chills down one's spine.

"Not over yet? Even Fatty thinks it's not over yet!"

The fat man grabbed the finger that Cai Ming was pointing at and gently bent it.

"Click!"

A crisp sound.

"ah--!!"

"My hand! My hand!" Cai Ming clutched his deformed finger, jumping up and down in pain, tears and snot streaming down his face.

He never dreamed that this fatso would actually dare to make a move!

And they were so ruthless, breaking his fingers right off the bat.

"What are you yelling about? It sounds like your mother just died." Fatty Wang shook his hand in disgust, as if he had touched something filthy. "I told you to shut your mouth, but you wouldn't listen! In all of Beijing, no one dares to disobey me!"

As he spoke, he walked towards Cai Ming again.

Cai Ming was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly, but the group of eunuchs behind him retreated even faster, rushing out of the moon gate in just a few steps.

"You...you stay away! I am a member of the palace! If you dare to hurt me, His Majesty will not let you off!" Cai Ming shouted, his voice trembling despite his fierce but weak words.

"Your Majesty? It's Your Majesty again? Go to hell!" Fatty Wang sneered and kicked Cai Ming in the stomach again.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Cai Ming flew backward like a tattered sack, crashing heavily several meters away, clutching his stomach and unable to catch his breath for a long time.

Nangong Jin, who was lying on the ground, was dumbfounded.

It's one thing for that fat bastard to hit himself, after all, it's a matter between juniors.

But who is Cai Ming? He is the most trusted servant of the Emperor, and in a sense, his reputation represents the Emperor's reputation.

Hitting Cai Ming was tantamount to slapping the Emperor in public.

Has this Fatty Wang gone mad?

Does he really think his father can protect him?

Or is it that Lin Yi, who looks like a fool, can protect him?

Isn't he afraid that his father will be furious and wipe out both families?

Lin Yi leaned against a pillar in the corridor with his arms crossed, his attitude relaxed and unperturbed.

Because that's the effect he wanted.

The attack on Nangong Jin was merely a personal grudge.

But attacking Cai Ming was purely a political move to establish authority.

He wanted everyone to know that his Regent's Palace was not a place where just anyone could run wild; even the emperor's dogs had to tuck their tails between their legs.

However, after today, the government and the public will surely be shaken, and officials will be united in their hatred of the enemy. It is unknown whether Wang Tienan can withstand the pressure.

Fatty Wang kicked Cai Ming away, but still wasn't satisfied. He strode over and stomped on Cai Ming's chest.

When the 300-pound weight pressed down on him, Cai Ming felt as if his internal organs were about to be squeezed out of his anus.

"You old eunuch, I'll ask you one more time, what the hell did you just say? You want to punish my Wang family for overstepping their bounds?" Fatty Wang lowered his head, the flesh on his fat face squeezed together, his eyes narrowed into slits.

This means he's contemplating murder.

"No, I wouldn't dare, I'll never dare again..." Cai Ming cried out in pain, tears and snot streaming down his face. He had completely lost the air of a powerful eunuch. He mumbled incoherently, begging for mercy, "Please spare me, young master... I was blind to your greatness... I can't say anything nice..."

"Now you know you're wrong? Too late!" Fatty Wang pressed down harder on his feet.

"ah!!"

Just then, Lin Yi, who had been silent all along, finally spoke.

"Fatty, that's enough."

His voice was flat, revealing no emotion.

Hearing Lin Yi's words, Fatty Wang reluctantly lifted his foot and spat on Cai Ming again: "You old dog, you're lucky to be alive. If it weren't for my brother's kindness, I would have stepped on the shit out of your mouth today."

Lin Yi walked slowly to Cai Ming, looking down at him with his usual indifferent tone: "Eunuch Cai, you've come at the wrong time. The fat man is drunk and causing trouble. You saw it yourself, he even dared to hit a prince. You're just a servant, don't go running into his fists."

These words sounded like advice, but they were actually a knife to Cai Ming's heart.

What does it mean to "dare to hit even a prince"?

What does it mean to say "you are a lackey"?

For a eunuch of his rank, this was a blatant humiliation!

Cai Ming lay on the ground, convulsing in pain, and soiled himself with excrement and urine.

But he dared not say another word and could only force himself to stand up, letting the two eunuchs behind him who were not terrified help him up.

"I...I'll remember what happened today!" Cai Ming stammered, uttering a harsh threat before preparing to flee with his men.

But just as they turned around, the tightly closed door to the bridal chamber creaked open from the inside.

Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to it.

Luo Qingyu was wearing a plain-colored robe, her thighs, stained with blood, were exposed to the air, and her hair was disheveled.

Her stunningly beautiful face was completely bloodless, and her eyes stared blankly at the scene.

She stood quietly at the doorway, the night wind blowing her robe and hair, making her look like a white lotus swaying precariously in the wind, so fragile it was heartbreaking.

Nangong Jin had been completely despondent, but when he saw Luo Qingyu appear, hope rekindled in his eyes.

He struggled to his feet, ignoring the pain, and stumbled toward Luo Qingyu.

"Qingyu!"

Nangong Jin strode over, grabbed Luo Qingyu's shoulders, and roared, "Did that beast Lin Yi force you? Speak up! If you nod, I'll take you to the palace to file a complaint with the emperor right now!"

"That's just how this era is; there's no crime that can't be prosecuted! Even marital rape is unacceptable!"

"Say something!!"