The scene in front of Lu Hetian stood out like a sore thumb.
Lihua had been avoiding him by hiding at the Palace, yet Ji Qingyuan was able to chat so happily with her.
A fit of intense jealousy boiled within him and he was about to explode.
He had completely forgotten about being in the Palace at that moment and that he was under the public eye.
He strode up to Ji Qingyuan and grabbed him by the collar. Then he gave Ji Qingyuan a heavy punch without any explanation.
When the womenfolk saw what had transpired, every one of them went pale with fright.
Ji Qingyuan was a gentle scholar. He would never be able to go up against an opponent like Lu Hetian who was a great general with vast experience in battle.
Moreover, Ji Qingyuan's gaze was focused on Ling Lihua and he did not notice the imminent danger.
By the time he realized what was happening, Lu Hetian's iron fist had come smashing onto his handsome face.
