Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

In a restaurant in the capital, Jin Shu held up half of his severed finger, his eyes dark and unclear.

At this time, a man dressed as a secret guard flew in from the window, knelt in front of him and said: "Sir, the identities of those two people have been found out."

"Oh?" Jin Shu raised his head, "Who is he?"

The secret guard replied: "He is from Prince Yi's Mansion. That man is Prince Yi's bodyguard, and the pregnant woman is Princess Yi."

"What?"

Jin Shu stood up suddenly, and half of the fingers in his hand fell to the ground out of shock.

"That woman is actually Princess Yi!"

He repeated word for word, his lower and upper lips trembling a little.

Who is Lu Yuan? That is the myth of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a person who enjoys the authority of one person below ten thousand people. Not to mention that his father is the prime minister, even the current emperor would not dare to offend him at will.

He actually almost killed Lu Yuan's princess and child!

His scalp suddenly felt numb, and his body collapsed to the ground as if it were boneless. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He dared to compete with Lu Li for women because he knew that Lu Yuan didn't like Lu Li and rarely cared about the Lu family's affairs, so he dared to do whatever he wanted.

But Gu Panxia is Lu Yuan's princess, and she is also pregnant with Lu Yuan's flesh and blood. If he is not careful today, something will happen to Princess Yi and the child in her belly. Not to mention him, the entire Prime Minister's Mansion will probably be affected. There is no day of peace.

"Young Master, the Shangshu Mansion will hold a flower viewing banquet in two days. The Prime Minister has asked the Young Master to attend."

"Flower viewing banquet?" Jin Shu took a deep breath and frowned slightly, "I am a grown man. If you are attending a flower viewing banquet, go back and tell the Prime Minister that I won't go."

"This..." The secret guard was a little confused: "Now, the Shangshu Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion are going to get married. The Prime Minister has said that it would be better for the Young Master to go there."

Speaking of getting married, Jin Shu's lips instantly turned up into a sneer.

"Getting married? Didn't she, Lin Fanghua, clamor for Prince Fei Yi not to marry? Let her decide who she wants to marry. Anyway, I won't join in the fun."

Jin Shu is a well-known swinger, and he knows everything about the beauties in the capital. What's more, Lin Fanghua's affection for Lu Yuan is simply Sima Zhao's heart. It's hard for him not to know.

"But……"

The secret guard wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Jin Shu waving his hand.

"No buts, I won't go if I don't want to, and I won't marry that woman. What the hell?"

Thinking of the engagement day, when Lin Fanghua called him a loose man in front of everyone, and cursed him to die on a woman's belly sooner or later, making him lose face in front of everyone, he became very angry.

Although he likes beauties, he only likes obedient beauties. He really disdains women with empty skins like Lin Fanghua.

Thinking of what happened today, he felt agitated again.

Fortunately, they only wanted half of his finger. Even if Zhao Bin killed him on the spot, his father would probably be speechless afterwards.

He lowered his head to pick up the half of his finger, ignored the secret guard kneeling on the ground, turned around and walked out of the private room.

"Sir, where are you going?"

The secret guard stood up and wanted to follow him, but Jin Shu said without looking back: "Where to go? To Prince Yi's Mansion, of course."

The secret guard was stunned, "Go, why are you going to Prince Yi's Mansion?"

"What are you doing?" Jin Shu stopped, looked back at him, and said word by word: "Of course I'm going to bear my thorns to apologize."