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Lu Mingzhan had endured countless hardships, finally completing the ritual of three kneels and nine kowtows amidst the astonished and mocking gazes of many. He had returned to Lu's Mansion at last.
Dragging his battered body, he thought that after suffering such humiliation, he could brush past this incident and still remain the Eldest Princess's Consort, restoring everything to its former state. At that moment, a hint of relief and joy appeared on his pale face.
Just as he was lost in his own fantasies, a steady middle-aged voice suddenly rang out clearly in the noisy environment.
Hearing the voice, everyone looked up to see a carriage approaching Lu's Mansion at a leisurely pace before finally stopping at the entrance.
A middle-aged man dressed in a gray robe stepped down from the carriage. With a respectful demeanor, he bowed to Prime Minister Lu and announced loudly, "I am the steward of Princess Residence, sent here by Her Highness to handle an important matter."
Prime Minister Lu furrowed his brow slightly, a flicker of confusion crossing his eyes. Before he could ask, the steward continued, "I have come to collect Master Lu's clothing and belongings from Princess Manor, as well as his writing materials. Please allow the Prime Minister and Madam to check and receive them."
The expression on Prime Minister Lu's face instantly darkened. His brows knitted tightly, anger blazing in his eyes as he demanded loudly, "What does the Princess Consort mean by this?"
The steward looked somewhat surprised, seemingly not expecting that the Prime Minister was still unaware of the situation. He hurriedly explained, "Does the Prime Minister not know? The Princess Consort has divorced Master Lu. However, considering Master Lu's sincere apology today, Her Highness has decided to forgive him for his previous offenses. This Divorce Certificate grants Master Lu his freedom; from now on, they are free to marry others and have nothing to do with each other."
Upon hearing this, Lu Mingzhan felt as if struck by lightning, unable to believe his ears.
His eyes widened in shock and despair. "Wasn't it supposed to be forgiveness? Is it just like this? I... I sacrificed so much..." he murmured, his body trembling slightly.
For the Third Prince and for the Lu Family, he had endured the mocking gazes of those around him, their gloating looks, and the sharp whispers that pierced like needles.
He had thought that all this humiliation would lead to a turning point, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be nothing more than a cruel joke.
At that moment, the pain coursing through him surged like a tidal wave, and the tension that had been tightly wound in his heart finally snapped with a loud "pop." His vision darkened, and he collapsed unconscious.
"Son!" Lady Lu exclaimed in panic upon seeing this. She hurriedly reached out to support her son, her voice trembling as she called out, "Someone, help my son into the inner courtyard to rest, quickly fetch a doctor!" Her eyes were filled with worry and urgency, tears welling up in her gaze.
Outside Lu's Mansion, many dignitaries listened intently to the steward's words, and soon a flurry of discussions erupted among them.
"The esteemed Legitimate Son of the Prime Minister has been dismissed by the Princess Consort with just a Divorce Certificate. Truly, the world is full of surprises," one official lamented, shaking his head.
"It seems this Eldest Princess is quite ruthless; she calls for a divorce without any regard for feelings," another nobleman chimed in.
Prime Minister Lu could hardly bear to listen to the various comments. His face turned ashen, and his anger simmered like a volcano ready to erupt. He immediately shouted, "Silence! Close the door!"
With his command, the gates of Lu's Mansion slowly closed, shutting out the cacophony of voices.
The Prime Minister's Residence, which had been quiet for days, was thrown into chaos at the sight of the Legitimate Eldest Son's disheveled return.
Already overwhelmed by matters concerning the Third Prince, Prime Minister Lu now loathed Yun Qingyu to his very core. He gritted his teeth and silently roared in fury, "Yun Qingyu, I will not rest until you are destroyed!" His eyes burned with hatred as if he wished to devour Yun Qingyu whole.
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