Yang Wenguang, how dare you!

When State Uncle Yang received word that Yan Xuanjing and the siblings Ning Sang-sang and Ning Hui had gone to the Hundred Flowers House, his gaze turned icy. He hurled his teacup to the floor. Yan Xuanjing and Ning Hui were the men he had set his sights on. How could he let women defile their untouched bodies?

"Go on watching them. Stop Yan Xuanjing and Ning Hui from bedding any brothel women," he ordered the guard kneeling before him, his voice low.

The guard respectfully nodded his assent, then rose and hurried away.

After the guard left the room, a young man emerged from the inner chamber and slowly approached. "Please don't be angry, my lord. It wouldn't do to damage your health. The Sixth Prince and Fourth Young Master Ning will be yours sooner or later."

Imperial Uncle Yang looked at the approaching young man, whose face was full of ingratiating smiles. He immediately reached out and pulled him into his arms. "If only Yan Xuanjing and Ning Hui knew their place as well as you do."

"They don't know how good you are, my lord. Once they do, they won't be able to leave you," the young man said with bashful coyness, his eyes full of invitation.

Seeing the invitation in the young man's eyes, State Uncle Yang instantly lost more than half his anger. He pinched the young man's cheek and smiled. "Such a sweet tongue. All my affection hasn't been wasted on you."

The young man's smile grew brighter. He wrapped his arms around State Uncle Yang's neck, his breath fragrant as orchids. "I would gladly ease your worries, my lord."

Imperial Uncle Yang's smile deepened, and his hands began to wander. Sounds that would make anyone blush soon filled the room.

Lady Li, State Uncle Yang's wife, had come to see him. Hearing those sounds from inside, her face immediately darkened. Beneath her sleeves, her hands clenched into fists, her nails digging into her flesh.

That damned man was growing more shameless by the day, carrying on with some male fox-spirit in broad daylight. Sooner or later, he would die on top of a man.

After standing angrily outside the door for a while, Lady Li recovered her dignified expression. She turned and left as though nothing had happened.

The guards stationed outside were already accustomed to this. They calmly watched Lady Li leave.

Lady Li returned to her room with a dignified expression. Only after she sat down did her face twist. She wrung the handkerchief in her hands out of shape, her heart filled with anger, resentment, and humiliation. She had never imagined she would marry such a beast in human skin.

Men had always kept three wives and four concubines. She did not care how many concubines her husband took, but this husband of hers sought out men. That made Lady Li feel utterly disgusted.

Thinking of how, throughout their marriage, she had not only been forced to endure his illicit affairs with his male favorites but also suffered his abuse, Lady Li was consumed with resentment. She angrily smashed the teacup on the table against the floor. Sooner or later, that damned man would get his retribution!

Chu Yuzhu arrived by carriage at the gates of the State Uncle's Residence. Once it stopped, Zijuan helped her down. Then she led a group of guards toward the residence with fierce determination.

The gate guards were startled by this sudden show of force. Before they could react, Chu Yuzhu barged into the State Uncle's Residence with her men, angrily shouting, "Go drag that old wretch Yang Wenguang out here!" As she shouted, she ordered her guards to smash things.

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Imperial Uncle Yang was being intimate with his male favorite when a guard's scream, like a pig being slaughtered, came from outside. "My lord, something terrible has happened! The Third Princess has forced her way in with her men! They're smashing everything!"

Imperial Uncle Yang's face instantly darkened. He shoved the male favorite off him, sprang from the bed, dressed, and stormed toward the door.

What was that lunatic Chu Yuzhu doing running wild in the State Uncle's Residence? He hadn't offended her!

Imperial Uncle Yang hurried to the front hall and found wreckage strewn everywhere. Priceless antique vases had been smashed to fragments, exquisite ornaments littered the floor, and the entire hall was such a mess that there was nowhere even to set foot.

The culprit, Chu Yuzhu, sat arrogantly in the seat of honor with one leg crossed over the other. Looking thoroughly displeased, she ordered her guards to smash anything that could be smashed.

Blood rushed to State Uncle Yang's head, his face turning the color of pig liver with rage. He roared, "All of you, stop at once!"

The guards paid him no heed. They obeyed only the Third Princess and went right on smashing things.

Imperial Uncle Yang trembled with fury, inwardly cursing them. Like dog of a master, like dog of a servant. There wasn't a single decent soul in the Third Princess's Residence! At that moment, he had entirely forgotten that he was no decent soul himself.

Seeing State Uncle Yang enter, Chu Yuzhu waved her hand to stop the guards. Then she rose angrily and strode up to him. Without another word, she delivered a resounding smack across his face and cursed, "Yang Wenguang, how dare you set your sights on a man I want!"

Imperial Uncle Yang had never expected Chu Yuzhu to slap him the moment she approached. Caught unprepared, he took the blow squarely. His expression immediately darkened, and his eyes burned with anger as he looked at her. "Third Princess, what is the meaning of this? When have I ever set my sights on a man you wanted?" he demanded in a low voice.

That damned Chu Yuzhu actually dared to hit him. Sooner or later, he would have her killed!

"Yang Wenguang, don't play dumb with me," Chu Yuzhu said coldly. "I already know about your Longyang Preference, and that you set your sights on Yan Xuanjing. When you couldn't have him, you resorted to despicable tricks and poisoned him, ruining his looks and crippling both his legs. Yang Wenguang, I truly underestimated you!"

Imperial Uncle Yang froze at her words. He had never expected Chu Yuzhu to know about his Longyang Preference, much less his designs on Yan Xuanjing and the poisoning. Panic stirred in his heart, but he forced himself to look calm and stubbornly denied it. "Third Princess, I am a normal man. I have no Longyang Preference. Nor did I poison the Sixth Prince. You must investigate this thoroughly rather than falsely accuse an innocent man."

"Falsely accuse?" Chu Yuzhu sneered. "The letter spelled it out plainly. You conspired with Yan Xuanjing's guard to poison him, and you still dare deny it?"

Imperial Uncle Yang's eyes flickered. "Third Princess, who sent you this letter?" he asked in a low voice. "Someone is clearly framing me! Please don't believe it!"

"Framing you?" Chu Yuzhu gave a mocking laugh. "Do you think I would believe your lies? Guards, search Yang Wenguang's residence and bring out all those male favorites of his!"

"Yes, Your Highness," the guards answered in unison, then turned and left.

Yang Wenguang's expression instantly turned ugly. "Third Princess, you are trespassing on a private residence," he said darkly. "I will lodge a complaint against you with His Majesty!"

Chu Yuzhu smiled disdainfully. "Go ahead. I'd like to see whether Father sides with an outsider like you or his own daughter."

With that, Chu Yuzhu returned to the seat of honor and sat down, leisurely waiting for the guards to bring in Yang Wenguang's male favorites.

Chu Yuzhu's attitude infuriated Yang Wenguang half to death, but there was nothing he could do about her. She was the emperor's most beloved daughter, and not only did the emperor dote on her, the current empress dowager did too. With those two great Buddhas protecting her, no one in the Capital could keep her in check. He stared at Chu Yuzhu darkly for a while, then suddenly remembered the male favorite still in his room. He immediately turned to leave the hall.

Seeing this, Chu Yuzhu immediately ordered in a low voice, "Guards, stop Yang Wenguang. Don't let him leave the hall!"

For Yang Wenguang to leave now, he must have a guilty conscience and want to hide the male favorites in his residence. She would never let him get his way.

The instant Chu Yuzhu finished speaking, two guards blocked Yang Wenguang, preventing him from leaving the hall.

Yang Wenguang's face turned utterly grim. Beneath his sleeves, his hands clenched into fists. Chu Yuzhu was truly hateful!

"Yang Wenguang, you'd best stay quietly in this hall. Don't even think about hiding those male favorites. I won't give you the chance." Chu Yuzhu's voice came from behind him, tinged with mockery.

Hearing Chu Yuzhu's arrogant words, Imperial Uncle Yang's eyes blazed with anger. The thought of making sure she never left the State Uncle's Residence crossed his mind.

But once he remembered her status, State Uncle Yang abandoned the thought. Many people had seen Chu Yuzhu come to his residence. If she disappeared here, he would have no way to account for it to the empress dowager and the emperor.

Then State Uncle Yang remembered that the male favorite in his room was very clever. Whenever he left, the young man knew to hide in a secret chamber on his own. Moreover, all his male favorites were hidden in secret chambers within the residence that no one but he could find. State Uncle Yang immediately felt reassured.

That bitch's curs certainly wouldn't find his male favorites. Once her men turned up nothing in his residence, he would go to the emperor and complain about the Third Princess rampaging through his home. With that thought, State Uncle Yang's anger subsided a little.