On our wedding night, my wife acted strangely.

The Regent's Palace had many side rooms, so many that Lin Yi couldn't even count them all.

The side room where Luo Qingyu lived was actually the wing room in Lin Yi's inner courtyard.

According to custom, this is where concubines should live.

But Lin Yi had no concubines, so the room remained empty.

A large red "double happiness" character was pasted on the window frame, radiating a glaring mockery under the candlelight. The maid Xiuzhu wiped the fine sweat from her temples, tidied the bed, and walked to the table to speak to Luo Qingyu.

"Madam, the bed is made, but it has a bit of a smell. I'll have them bring a new silk quilt tomorrow."

Luo Qingyu suddenly flew into a rage, slamming her fist on the table: "You bastard! You should call me Miss!"

Xiuzhu was so frightened that she immediately knelt on the ground: "Ah! Miss, please calm down, this servant deserves to die..."

"You just wait and see! I've never been some damned Regent's Wife! My heart belongs to A-Jin, and my body should belong to him too! It was that beast Lin Yi who forcibly took it from me."

"Yes, I understand." Xiuzhu felt extremely wronged.

Luo Qingyu felt a pang of pity seeing her like this, sighed, and said, "Sigh, get up. Xiuzhu, we grew up together, we're like sisters. Now that we've encountered such a great change, we must work together even more."

Luo Qingyu helped her up, and the two women sat down at the table.

Xiuzhu asked, "Miss, what will we do from now on?"

"What to do? Revenge, of course! The humiliation Lin Yi inflicted on me today, I will repay a hundredfold one day!"

"But... Lin Yi even dared to hit Ah Jin, how can we get revenge?"

Luo Qingyu was preoccupied with revenge and didn't pay much attention to how Xiuzhu addressed Nangong Jin.

She thought for a moment, then suddenly sneered, "Ha, do you think Lin Yi can keep this up for long? He hit a prince, His Majesty will be furious, and with one charge against him, he'll be dead without a burial place! In the end, the Lin family's military power will still belong to A-Jin!"

"What if Lin Yi doesn't plead guilty?"

"Disagree? Ha! The imperial edict is law; does he dare to rebel?"

For a woman so naive and inexperienced, rebellion was a very distant and unrealistic concept.

Xiuzhu nodded.

Luo Qingyu suddenly remembered something and said, "Xiuzhu, go and get me some paper money. I need to write two letters."

"Yes." Xiuzhu stood up and quickly brought over the brush and ink.

Luo Qingyu lightly raised her wrist and began to write.

After she finished writing, she folded the letter and handed it to Xiuzhu.

"Xiuzhu, send one of these letters to my father, and find a way to send the other to Ajin. Remember, you must be quick!"

"Yes! I'll deliver the letter first thing tomorrow morning!"

"Yes." Luo Qing nodded emphatically.

Lin Yi, as long as His Majesty finds out what you did today...

You can just wash your neck clean and wait to die.

......

The next morning, Lin Yi was woken up by the fat man.

This grandson didn't even need to announce himself to enter the Prince's mansion; he just came in through the back door.

After entering, ignoring the maids waiting for Lin Yi to get up in the courtyard, he roared, "Big brother! Get up and dig up the ancestral graves!"

Luo Qingyu was also awakened by the shout. She turned over in a huff and said, "Who the hell has angered this brute this time? He's pathetic."

Xiuzhu nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly.

yard.

The fat man shouted once but there was no response, so he simply pushed open the door.

"Big brother, I'm going in!"

The fat man entered the room and saw Lin Yi grimacing as he put on his clothes.

Actually, he had gotten up a long time ago, but ancient people's clothes were very troublesome to put on, with buttons inside and out, and he didn't know which one to button.

He pondered it over and over again, but after trying for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out.

The fat man rushed over and ripped open his disheveled clothes.

"Oh my dear brother, do you really need to wear this tattered stuff yourself?" The fat man turned around and shouted towards the door, "Guards! Guards! What kind of people are you? Making the prince wear his own clothes!"

As soon as she finished speaking, maids dressed in brightly colored long dresses filed in one after another, carrying various toiletries.

The girl at the front was the prettiest, wearing a pale yellow dress, and she walked with a swaying gait, very well-behaved.

Lin Yi remembered her name; she was an elderly person in the family.

The fat man pulled Lin Yi's hand away from his crotch and said, "Brother, what are you shy about? These are all your personal maids. Come on, hurry up and help the prince get dressed."

"Yes."

Yifei put down the copper basin in her hand and came to Lin Yi.

Her expression was natural, without the shyness of a young girl seeing her beloved possession. She took the clean clothes from another maid behind her and helped Lin Yi put them on one by one.

Lin Yi opened his arms and thought to himself, "The ancient times were so much better."

Although in modern times, as long as you have money, you can enjoy this kind of service.

But ultimately they are different.

Because in modern times, no matter how much money you give someone, they won't feel any sense of recognition towards you; they'll just treat it as a job.

However, in ancient times, these maids were Lin Yi's "personal property," and he had "ownership" over them. He could do whatever he wanted to them.

Some wealthy and noble families even kept playthings like "beauty paper" and "beauty bowl".

Soon, Lin Yi was dressed and sat in front of the dressing table, letting Yi Fei comb his hair.

As for the other maids, they were responsible for cleaning the rooms, folding the quilts, and wiping the tables.

"Your Highness's hair is getting better and better, I like it very much." In the bronze mirror, Yifei's face, hidden behind Lin Yi's head, smiled secretly.

Lin Yi, however, was not used to it.

Such long hair, what kind of behavior is this?

If you go out to get into a fight, you'll probably get grabbed and dragged around, right?

And it's so thick and dense, you'll get lice if you don't wash it for three days.

No, I'll find some time to shave my head and go completely bald, and I won't wear a hat when I go out.

That's what a damn spoiled brat looks like.

He ignored Yifei's flirtatious glances and said to the fat man sitting at the table, gulping down his herbal tea, "Fatty, didn't your dad beat you up when you got back?"

The fat man put down the kettle, wiped his mouth, and said, "I also find it strange. Shouldn't he have been punished with a ruler for his thoughts? But the old man was actually quite happy and went straight to the Military Command first thing in the morning."

"Heh, I told you your dad's a smart man, didn't I? Did you get everything done?"

"It's done. Fatty sent a few trusted men to the Northern Border last night, but the old man is in charge of the Divine Machine Battalion. I guess it's almost done by now."

"Alright, then let's go to the Luo family and get the betrothal gifts back."

......

The residence of Luo Hongtu, an assistant secretary in the Ministry of Personnel.

The vermilion gate was imposing and majestic, with two imposing stone lions standing at the entrance. The two large gilded characters "Luo Mansion" hung above the gate, demonstrating the owner's status and position.

To be honest, the position of Yuanwailang is not a high-ranking official; at most, it is only a sixth-rank official.

There are at least eighty or a hundred officials like this in the capital.

The reason why Luo Hongtu was able to live in such a luxurious mansion was because he had established a relationship with the Regent's Palace.

Early in the morning, the area in front of the Luo family mansion was still deserted, with only two servants dozing off against the stone lions.

Suddenly, a series of chaotic footsteps came from the street corner.

The two servants shuddered and, still half-asleep, looked towards the street corner, only to see a large group of people suddenly appear.

The two leading figures were a tall and handsome man dressed in a black brocade robe.

The other was a behemoth, like a moving mountain of flesh, with a face full of fat, walking in a zigzag gait, swaying back and forth.

It was Lin Yi and Fatty Wang.