Yu Shumo had thought from the very beginning that Yu Zhixue was unworthy of his master. She was a shameless woman who had carried on with another man before she was even married and had lost her chastity. If His Highness the Crown Prince hadn't shown her mercy, the Marquis Jingyuan's Estate would have cast her out long ago—or, failing that, drowned her in a pond.
His Highness the Crown Prince had saved her life and even married her, granting her the supreme honor of becoming Crown Princess. But how had Yu Zhixue repaid him?
She had actually schemed behind his back, accusing the Crown Prince of secretly carrying on with the Prince Jiujiang's Heir's wife. She had cemented the charge that His Highness knew of his true origins all along and was plotting treason against the court, driving the Crown Prince into even greater peril and landing him in prison.
From that day on, Yu Shumo had hated Yu Zhixue to the bone. He wanted nothing more than to drink her blood and peel off her skin.
That wretched woman!
Now that His Highness the Crown Prince had cleared his name and returned to the Eastern Palace, she should have known better than to do anything but return the Eastern Palace Private Treasury and then kill herself to atone. Instead, she'd just sat there waiting for him to come collect it. She had no shame at all.
Yu Shumo's little eyes glinted with icy menace. He pursed his lips, revealing a sinister, vicious malice.
For the sake of His Highness the Crown Prince's reputation, he certainly wasn't going to brazenly march into Yu Zhixue's in-laws' home, Duke Changguo's Estate, and demand the Eastern Palace's property back.
First, Yu Shumo led a hundred newly recruited Eastern Palace guards to the