In Fengyu Tower, the crowd was restless, and everyone was extremely angry.

There are many people here who were classmates of Tang Xiuyan back then, and they know best how much Lu Jiuqing paid for Tang Xiuyan. It was these people who were the most angry. Because they had witnessed it with their own eyes, they could no longer accept that what Tang Xiuyan was talking about was not a thing.

"Miss Lu, you are so good, but he is not worthy of you."

"In just a short time, he has been taking concubines and humiliating his wife. Even a word of ungratefulness is not enough to describe his excess."

"You are a scholar in vain!"

"Gentle scum!"

……

The crowd was furious, and everyone was fighting for Lu Jiuqing.

Lu Jiuqing looked at this scene with a rare emotion in his heart. There are so many scholars in the world, and not all of them are heartless people like Tang Xiuyan. Most of them are still sincere.

Lu Jiuqing looked at everyone, silently remembering each face in his heart, and said softly: "I know everyone is doing it for my own good, but this matter... is our family matter. Regardless of the banquet, he is My husband."

"I hereby implore you not to have any prejudice against him because of me. If the friendship between you is ruined because of me, a little girl, then I will never be able to afford it."

The people around her felt very distressed when they saw her like this, and they felt more and more that Tang Xiuyan was a bastard.

Yang Yuheng was still rational and calmed down the people around him, and everyone suddenly became quiet.

"Everyone, I know you are all aggrieved for Miss Lu, but it will not do Miss Lu any good if the quarrel continues like this. She is Mrs. Tang now, and she still has to go back to live in the Tang Mansion."

Everyone suddenly realized this and looked at Lu Jiuqing with more and more sympathy.

Yang Yuheng walked up to Lu Jiuqing and said in a deep voice: "Miss Lu, if you need any help, just tell us. As long as we can do it, we will never refuse."

Lu Jiuqing's eyes were a little red, and he looked at these scholars with emotion. He pushed back a step, bowed deeply, and said word by word: "Young masters are interested!"

Yang Yuheng said quickly: "Miss Lu, please don't do this, we can't bear it."

Lu Jiuqing shook his head: "You can afford it."

This is the rare sincerity she has received in her two lives, and she cherishes it very much.

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Coming out of Fengyu Tower, Xia Ying still had a look of shock on her face.

She looked at Lu Jiuqing beside her and murmured: "After today, Tang Xiuyan may be dead in the hearts of scholars all over the world. I am afraid that the name of the number one scholar will become a stigma."

Lu Jiuqing said nothing, this was the effect she wanted.

Tang Xiuyan had forgotten many things, so she asked him to recall them.

Lu Jiuqing and Xia Ying returned to Tang Mansion calmly, but as soon as they entered the gate, they felt something was wrong in the atmosphere.

When they arrived in the front hall, Lu Jiuqing finally knew something was wrong.

Qiuyue, who was supposed to be at the Ninth Prince's Mansion, actually appeared here.

I don't know why, but Lu Jiuqing, who had a big wound just now, raised his hand to cover his wound, and an inexplicable feeling of guilt surged into his heart.

She carefully glanced into the hall, lowered her voice and asked, "Qiuyue, are you alone?"

Qiuyue's eyes fell on her face, she frowned, and then pointed to the front hall helplessly: "Miss Lu, His Highness is inside."

Lu Jiuqing: "..."

Is it too late for her to turn around and leave now?

Just as he was thinking this, Mo Xiao's cold voice came from the front hall: "Get in!"

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