Chapter 46: The Consequences of Showing Off (1)

  "Ah!!!!!!!!! A heart-wrenching scream echoed from within the Jinwang Fu in the Imperial City."

  Huā Xiǎng Róng's face was covered in sweat, and with great effort, she turned her head to look at Xiāo Yuè Hán, who was applying medicine to the wound on her buttocks: "Bastard! Are you trying to murder me?!?!" Ah, Róng'ér, how could you swear in front of him? Don't you want him to fall in love with you? Huā Xiǎng Róng: What's wrong with you, who told you to arrange for me to get 40 big slaps and still make me show off by competing for the Labor Cup, Moonlight Award... I'm a female lead, but not an all-powerful one, I'm also very fragile...

  Xiao Yuehan's expressionless face glanced at her, continuing to apply the medicinal paste on her almost bloody buttocks and waist with increasing force.

  "Ow! Ow!" Hua Xiang Rong was in so much pain that her eyes were filled with tears: "Be gentler... can you or can't you put medicine on it, if not then call Ling Dang to come and help me with it, ah... it hurts! Damn it! Xiao Yue Han you bastard! Don't apply any more... Ahh!!"

  Xiao Yuehan's hand was still helping her apply the medicine, coldly gazing at a pair of small hands tightly clutching the bed sheet beneath her, as Hua Xiangrong's entire body trembled in pain.

  "Forty big slaps is already considered light, stupid woman!"

  "Huh...huh?" Hua Xiang Rong was taken aback, turning her head to glare at the man with a dark face who seemed very displeased: "Who did you call an idiot? Hey, get it straight, today you clearly saw that it was your brother Rong Wang who intentionally framed me! From the moment the Emperor gave me the Night Glow Cup, he had already planned it out! He wanted to implicate you through me, didn't he?"

  "When His Majesty gave the order for the marriage between Huang E and Gongsun Long, you stood up to stop it without any consideration, was this also part of their plan?"

  The voice behind her grew colder, and the hand applying medicine to her poor butt also grew heavier. Suddenly, Hua Xiang Rong's eyes welled up with big drops of sweat, biting her lip, but no longer crying out in pain.

  Today... when the Emperor bestowed marriage on Gong Sun Long Qing, that she was not her... but she couldn't say any explanatory words.

  After a while, Xiao Yuehan withdrew his hand and turned to wash the bloodstains and ointment off his hands in a nearby golden basin. He then gazed at Hua Xiangrong's dazed eyes with a faint smile, saying coldly: "The Lonely King should indeed admire your fearless demeanor, as well as how you clearly saw through Rong Wang's every move. But what's even more worthy of admiration is that after suffering such great torture, you still managed to put on a show for the sake of saving face for the Lonely King! Hua Xiangrong, you're becoming increasingly complicated! Tell me, how should the Lonely King look at you?"

  Hua Xiang Rong raised her eyes and looked into Xiao Yue Han's icy and piercing gaze.

  In front of a man with a heavy heart and great ambition, the woman who should not be too sharp is that even if she tries her best to maintain him, he will not tolerate her. Such a man absolutely does not like being protected by a woman's charge, which would only make him more cautious about her.

  Hua Xiang Rong suddenly smiled softly, with some effort propping herself up, her buttocks still pitifully exposed to the air, but her eyes were gentle, with a hint of grievance as she looked at Xiao Yue Han: "Your Highness... I only acted on impulse today, not wanting you to be manipulated by others. Moreover, I knew you had been watching the night light cup in my hand, so I knew you must have seen something unusual. I was just following your thoughts, I didn't think of it myself, and I'm not as clever as you thought. I just wanted to stay by your side all the time. As for that Cup Moon Reflection, it's just a legend I've heard, absolutely not...

  Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept across her face. Hua Xiang Rong was shocked and looked up to see Xiao Yue Han standing in front of her, his hand grasping her chin, his icy gaze piercing into her eyes. She stared back at him, bewildered by the complex and icy colors in his eyes. Before she could finish speaking, she had already forgotten what she wanted to say next.