HRPM – Chapter 69 Winning Over the Fourth Prince (5)

Seeing Xiao Yu’s anger, Zhu Jiu realized he had misjudged the prince’s intentions. Cold sweat broke out across his back as he hurriedly knelt down to apologize.

“I had no intention of bribing Your Highness. You handle matters with fairness and strictness—how could you possibly accept bribes? These are merely humble gifts from me out of admiration, for Your Highness’s enjoyment. Since Your Highness is presiding over the Imperial Household bidding, you will naturally act impartially. I will certainly follow the proper rules in the bidding.”

“Hmph. Good that you understand. Take all of this back.”

Seeing how his display of authority had frightened Zhu Jiu, Xiao Yu couldn’t help but feel amused inside.

This Zhu Jiu was truly a despicable sort—ugly, cunning, and opportunistic, bullying the weak while fearing the strong. Without the wealth accumulated by his ancestors, someone like him would never have achieved anything significant.

Thinking of Jin Luoluo’s charming smile, Xiao Yu felt his thoughts stir.

Hmph, using the back door didn’t necessarily require money. It wasn’t that he couldn’t bend the rules—if Jin Luoluo wanted special treatment, she wouldn’t need to give him anything; he would gladly let her pass.

“Dong… dong… dong…”

A strange sound echoed from afar. Xiao Yu frowned and listened carefully.

Why did it sound like a funeral bell?

“This is outrageous! Who dares to conduct a funeral outside my residence?” Xiao Yu flew into a rage and summoned his attendant guard, Yaoguang.

Yaoguang immediately went out to investigate.

After being bored for so long, Yaoguang returned with an excited expression as he reported, “Fourth Prince, a woman has come outside claiming to be your future third sister-in-law. She insists on barging in, but the gate guards refused to let her enter. So she bought a funeral bell and is loudly ringing it at the entrance. The guards have already tied her up and brought her here—she’s waiting outside for Your Highness’s judgment. Should we prepare the tiger bench and chili water, give her a harsh punishment, and then throw her into a brothel?”

Their master was famously tyrannical—who would dare offend him?

Thus, the Fourth Prince’s residence was always spoken of with awe, and no one ever dared to provoke it. This had long bored the restless guards.

Now, someone actually dared to ring a funeral bell at their gate—like stroking a tiger’s head—and it was even a woman.

Their master, who had no habit of showing mercy to women, would surely torment her mercilessly.

At last, there was a good show to watch. Out of “kindness,” Yaoguang had informed everyone in the residence.

Now, people from all over the Fourth Prince’s residence were sneaking over in excitement, eager to see how their tyrannical master would deal with that woman.