Volume One, Chapter Seven: Her Good Days Have Come to an End

Just as the sword was about to pierce through, a dart swiftly followed and shattered the blade—everything happened in an instant.

Song Huai stood protectively in front of Ruan Liuzheng. "Madam Lu, are you alright?"

Ruan Liuzheng recognized him as one of Chu Yunze’s men. She shook her head and said, "Thank you, Lord Song. May I ask if you’ve identified who these assassins are?"

Song Huai replied, "If I do find out, I will definitely inform you."

Meaning they still couldn’t tell who was trying to assassinate her.

Her heartbeat hadn’t settled; besides Ruan Yingying, she couldn’t guess anyone else who would hate her enough to want her dead.

"May I ask about the wound on Madam Lu’s face..."

Since she hadn’t worn her veil inside the sedan chair, she hurriedly put it on when he asked.

"It was caused by the assassin."

Song Huai didn’t press further. After safely escorting her back to the Lu residence, he returned to the palace to report.

However, when mentioning the injury on her face, Song Huai paused and said, "Before entering the palace, Madam Lu had no wounds on her face. Afterwards, before the assassin even laid a finger on her, I drove them off."

Chu Yunze rubbed the jade finger ring between his fingers.

"Are you saying that the Empress injured her, nearly disfiguring her?"

At that moment, Cui Zhongyu spoke up, "Your Majesty, our family also noticed the Empress’s furious outburst in the hall today."

So it was Ruan Yingying who struck her.

Chu Yunze’s grip tightened, and the jade finger ring shattered, shards piercing his fingers, yet he felt no pain.

Cui Zhongyu said, "Your Majesty, I will summon the imperial physician immediately."

Chu Yunze said, "No need. It’s true I haven’t visited the Empress for some time. Let’s go to Changning Hall."

In recent days, rumors circulated that the Emperor favored the Empress, leaving Lu Chengze despondent and irritable.

Ruan Liuzheng couldn’t quite grasp her feelings. Ruyan brought her medicine along with some candied fruit.

She drank the bitter, puckering medicine in one go but didn’t eat the candied fruit.

Ruyan asked, "Young Madam, why don’t you eat the candied fruit?"

"Although the medicine is bitter, it masks the bitterness in my heart. The physical pain helps me forget the heartache, even if only for a moment."

How could she say such sorrowful words? Ruyan’s eyes reddened as she wiped away tears discreetly.

"By the way, Young Madam, Master and Madam will visit you today. Don’t be so downhearted—Little Young Master might come too."

But Ruan Liuzheng no longer held such hopes; she had been disappointed time and again over these two years.

Still, with her family coming to see her, she had to dress well. She couldn’t bear to make her parents worry.

Ruyan applied rouge to her. Already beautiful, even casual grooming made her striking; now, with special care, she was even more captivating.

Her skin was porcelain-white, her features exquisitely delicate. Though seemingly fragile, her figure retained a subtle allure—truly a rare beauty among women.

"No wonder His Majesty was once so infatuated with Young Madam," Ruyan couldn’t help but praise.

Ruan Liuzheng covered her mouth.

"Enough, if anyone hears you, your life won’t be worth a straw."

Ruyan quickly admitted her fault, "It was my loose tongue, Mistress."

"Alright, go see if Master and Madam have arrived."

Ruyan went to check and returned breathless after a moment.

"Young Madam, I heard you were ill. The Empress said she would come to see you, and His Majesty even accompanied her to the Lu residence. Master and Young Master are waiting in the main hall to receive them."

Before Ruyan finished, Nurse Liu arrived.

"Young Madam, today His Majesty and the Empress personally came to visit you at the Lu residence. Mistress asked me to invite you to the main hall."

This wasn’t a visit—it was more like torment.

Everyone gathered together, and she dreaded facing them.

Yet she had no right to refuse.

Ruan Liuzheng said, "Alright, let’s go."

With Ruyan’s support, she moved slowly toward the main hall, each step exhausting her. Cold sweat broke out on her temples.

Without her noticing when he appeared behind her, Lu Chengze, perhaps impatient with her slow pace, suddenly lifted her into his arms.

"If we offend His Majesty and the Empress, neither of us will bear the consequences," he said coldly.

"I don’t misunderstand your concern for me, so don’t worry," she replied.

Her cousin Lu Chengze was already dead; this man was now half her enemy.

"Good that you know your place. You’re my wife now. Don’t seduce His Majesty anymore, do you hear me?"

Ruan Liuzheng ignored him, unwilling to waste her breath.

She remained silent.

As Lu Chengze carried her inside, Chu Yunze and Ruan Yingying had just taken their seats; the Ruan family and Madam Lu were all present.

Everyone’s expressions changed as they saw Lu Chengze holding Ruan Liuzheng.

Chu Yunze wore a dark robe, his face like a painting, his brows and eyes naturally noble and cold. At this moment, his face was expressionless.

Lu Chengze set her down and bowed to the Emperor and Empress.

"My wife is unwell and was delayed. Please forgive us, Your Majesty and Empress."

Ruan Yingying stepped forward, grabbing Ruan Liuzheng’s hand. "Sister, how are you? It’s all my fault for not noticing your injuries. Why didn’t you tell me?"

Ruan Liuzheng calmly pulled her hand back. "Empress, there’s no need to worry. I’m nearly recovered."

Her pretentious attitude was truly disgusting.

Chu Yunze said cryptically, "You two seem so affectionate, it’s truly enviable."

Lu Chengze draped his arm around Ruan Liuzheng’s shoulder.

"You flatter us, Your Majesty."

Chu Yunze’s gaze was cold and sharp as he lowered his head to sip his tea.

Ruan Liuzheng had no desire to listen to their conversation and instead focused on the Ruan family.

But both her parents looked only at Ruan Yingying.

"Empress, today I personally made your favorite osmanthus cake. Would you like to try some?"

"Mother, I always know you care for me the most."

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