After dealing with the Lu clan.
Zhu Ying and the other two slowly withdrew from the Cold Palace's main hall. The doors were immediately shut behind them, leaving only the Lu clan inside, howling madly.
But.
Zhu Biao stood nearby with worry written across his face.
He looked at Zhu Ying, wanting to speak, yet seeming hesitant.
"Don't worry."
"I was only frightening the Lu clan just now, making sure she wouldn't die too easily."
Zhu Ying had clearly seen Zhu Biao's concern and explained.
Hearing this.
Zhu Biao breathed a sigh of relief, then said with some guilt, "Xiongying, it isn't that I still wish to protect them. It's simply because they are, after all, my blood relatives. Besides, I cannot let you bear the name of slaughtering your own brothers."
"From now on."
"After they are exiled to Qiongzhou, I will no longer concern myself with whether they live or die."
"Whether they can survive will depend on themselves, but you must not personally act against them."
Clearly.
Zhu Biao feared that Zhu Ying would directly deal with Zhu Yunwen and his two brothers. If Zhu Ying gained the reputation of killing his own brothers, it would not be a good thing.
"They are not worth my personal intervention." Zhu Ying smiled faintly, unconcerned.
Without their status as imperial clan members, crushing Zhu Yunwen and his two brothers would be as easy for Zhu Ying as stepping on ants.
Seeing this.
Zhu Biao said nothing further.
"Your Imperial Grandfather has already said that once the imperial examination ends, the Ministry of Rites will select a date for your ceremony of acknowledging your ancestry within the next few days. Yu'er, Wen Xi, and the others will all attend."
"As descendants of the imperial clan, all of you will have