Yang Chengrong was still trying to persuade Long Xuanmo when she suddenly felt a light tug at her sleeve. Turning around, she saw Hua Ziyu gently shaking his head, which caused her expression to grow stern.

Even though Zhang Meixing was at fault, her crime did not warrant death!

Yet these princes and nobles were so quick to take her life, utterly disregarding the lives of common people. Just as my sister said—too arrogant.

Hua Ziyu understood that Yang Chengrong had misunderstood him, but he didn't explain. Instead, he looked meaningfully at Long Xuanmo and said, "Prince, Ms. Yang is well-known for her kindness and compassion, and she abhors killing. I ask you to please consider Ms. Yang's wishes and perhaps administer a severe warning instead of harsh punishment."

From a young age, my cousin has always kept his distance from women, especially those who are lovesick over him. And Zhang Meixing dared to drool over my cousin; no wonder my cousin is uncontrollably angry.

Once my cousin gets angry, not just he and Yang Chengrong, even the Emperor himself cannot do anything against him.

However, from what I've observed, my cousin seems to care deeply for Ms. Yang. Hopefully, for her sake, he will contain his rage.

Being warm and compassionate to others, but indifferent and cold towards him—Long Xuanmo was extremely displeased inside.

Upon hearing Yang Chengrong and Hua Ziyu address the man as 'Prince,' Madam Zhang Liao and Zhang Meixing were terrified to the point of going pale and trembling uncontrollably.

Meanwhile, Zhang Meiju, having snapped back to reality, approached Long Xuanmo with sparkling eyes and a swaying, willow-like waist. Her voice, deliberately soft and syrupy sweet, yet coy, rang out: "Zhang Meiju has seen the Prince. My younger sister is naive and has offended the Prince. I beg you to spare her.

I will never forget this great kindness and favor from the Prince!" As she finished speaking, she curtsied flirtatiously to Long Xuanmo but, for some reason, her body suddenly swayed, and she tumbled towards his embrace.

She knew perfectly well that by swaying her exquisite waist and speaking in a syrupy tone, the young men of the village would be utterly bewitched by her. Since the Prince was a man, he would undoubtedly be unable to resist her charm.

Once she became the Prince's woman, no one would dare look down on her. As for Yang Chengrong, what did she count for? She wasn't even worthy to carry her shoes.

Zhang Meixing, who had known Zhang Meiju for years, was well aware that she had no intention of genuinely pleading for her. Seeing Zhang Meiju falling towards the Prince, she was so angry that she ground her teeth, wishing she could tear apart that hypocritical beauty's face.

The Prince was hers! How dare this wretched girl try to steal the Prince away from her? She deserved death!

Consumed by jealousy and annoyance, Zhang Meixing not only forgot that Long Xuanmo had just ordered her execution, but she also forgot her fear and trepidation, fixated only on how to punish Zhang Meiju once she got back.

Madam Zhang Liao's face lit up with joy upon witnessing the scene. Her eldest daughter was indeed clever and astute. With the Prince's support, their Zhang family would soon rise to great heights.

Long Xuanmo saw right through Zhang Meiju's little tricks. Initially, after listening to his cousin's advice, he was willing to let the other woman go. But now, her sister shamelessly flaunted herself in front of him. His handsome face became as cold and icy as his rage boiled inside. With a flick of his leg, he kicked Zhang Meiju away.

Zhang Meiju, fully expecting the Prince to catch her and even to tenderly inquire if she was unwell, was dumbstruck when the Prince kicked her away without a word. It was only when intense pain surged through her body that she returned to her senses.

"Prince, spare my life! I beg for the Prince's mercy!"

Was this Prince even a man? How could he be so cruel to a beautiful and delicate woman like herself? No, more like a cruel kick! It hurt so much.

Madam Zhang Liao stood there in shock. Not only had they failed to win over the Prince, but her eldest daughter had also been kicked away by him. If it weren't for landing on a pile of sand, she would've been severely injured.

Zhang Meixing, on the other hand, reveled in schadenfreude. You wretch, aspiring to steal the Prince from her, see now? This is the payback you deserve! It serves you right!

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