Chapter Thirty

  Huainan King Sheng angrily left, and Murong Chen and others knew that the matter of Murong Yi's remarriage could no longer be concealed. Murong Chen had already accepted the betrothal gifts, and the marriage was a done deal, leaving no room for Murong Yi to resist. Moreover, the wedding date had been set today after discussing with King Nanqing, and it would not be long before Murong Yi would be sent into the palace of King Nanqing in a sedan chair through the back door.

  Although she was only a concubine, King Nanqing gave enough face to Murong Chen, allowing Murong Yi to live alone in a separate courtyard, and that as a noble concubine.

  Jiang Yue and Murong Yin were afraid that Murong Yi would disagree, so they secretly arranged for several skilled guards to protect Murong Yi's courtyard as early as two days ago. As long as Murong Yi made any move, they would be informed.

  The breeze blows gently, and the branches sway gently.

  The air blowing in from the window is fresh and cool, but it's mixed with too many flavors.

  Murong leaned against the recliner in front of the window, her eyes tightly closed and her lips pursed. Murong Chen's movements were swift, but what they overlooked was that she knew martial arts. Two days ago, she had already sensed that someone was secretly monitoring her every move. Originally, she thought it was because Murong Chen was afraid she would harm Murong Yin again, but now it seemed he was actually afraid she would escape!

  King of Southern Qing?

  Nan Qing Wang Gong Fei, this person is ruthless and venomous, making people's eyes widen in shock. He has the most sinister means, and not a single woman who caught his eye can escape unscathed.

  Furrowing his brow in concern, this matter has become somewhat difficult to handle.

  Xiao Ya brought in a pot of freshly brewed tea and saw Murong Yi closing her eyes to meditate, so she let out a soft sigh.

  Upon hearing Xiaoya's soft voice, Murong Yi opened her eyes and looked over, her expression gentle and relaxed. Where was the sorrowful look on her face? "What's wrong, why are you sighing?"

  "Miss, what should we do?" Xiaoya looked worried and had not slept all night, but she still couldn't think of a solution. Was she going to watch Miss marry the King of Nanqing? She had met the King of Nanqing at the Huainan Wangfu a long time ago, a man with a gloomy face, whose gaze would make people tremble with fear.

  Murong Yi shrugged and smiled lightly: "Whatever." Nowadays, she was only worried about one thing. If she wanted to leave quietly, from the time she left the Huainan Wangfu, leaving had already become not so simple. Perhaps, from the time she left the Huainan Wangfu, Nanqing Wang had already set his sights on Murong Yi.

  "What's 'liang ban'?" Xiaoya asked in confusion, what does "liang ban" mean?

  Murong Yi seemed to be in a good mood, and explained to Xiao Ya: "It means to observe the changes quietly." Jiang Yue and others wanted to see her flustered appearance, right? Sorry, she was a person who never got flustered. She casually glanced at the direction of Lin'an Institute, and He Lan Ting should be taking action now, right?

  "Why don't you go ask the Crown Prince for help? I can see that the Crown Prince seems to be different towards you, Miss. If you were to ask him, he might be able to lend a hand and save you." Xiaoya looked at Murong Yi with a mixture of tears and laughter, feeling anxious and at a loss.

  Is He Lan Ting? Murong Yi's mouth curled up, and He Lan Ting would absolutely not lend a hand to save her. This man was very dangerous! And also very ruthless! However, he only had a slight interest in her body. Vaguely, her keen intuition reminded her that although He Lan Ting seemed interested in her body, it wasn't that simple! A man who had seen all the beauties in the world, how could he suddenly be interested in her body?

  "Xiao Ya, have you been feeling down these past two days? I have a great way to lift your spirits." Murong Yi's mouth curved into a smile, and a glint of light flashed in her eyes.

  Xiao Ya was taken aback for a moment.

  "On some people's wounds, pour oil and sprinkle salt." Murong Yi's smile retracted, the curve of his lips suddenly becoming cold and evil.

  ……

  "How could she not have any reaction at all?" Mu Rong Yin wondered secretly. She had originally thought that after Mu Rong Yi knew about the matter, she would cry and make a big fuss, but unexpectedly Mu Rong Yi didn't care about it at all, and instead remained as calm as usual.

  Jiang Yue frowned tightly, "What's wrong with this woman, she's different from before?"

  Not the same? Murong Yin nodded, indeed it was different from before. If it were the previous Murong Yi, she would absolutely not be so calm and composed. She would definitely have come crying and begging on her knees. Unfortunately, Murong Yi now seemed to not care at all!

  Is it because you have control over something, so you dare to be so arrogant?

  Just as the two of them were speculating about why Murong Yi had changed so much, Murong Chen suddenly kicked in the door and gave each of them a slap on the face. The force was so great that they didn't even have time to react.

  "You two scoundrels! It's all because of you that things have turned out so well! You've actually managed to provoke the Emperor of Ziyu Country. The Emperor already knows about what happened with Yin'er seducing the Emperor two days ago. In the grand hall, in front of all the officials, the Emperor scolded me. Now that the Emperor is pursuing this matter, it's unavoidable that it will lead to conflict between our two countries. I must give the Emperor a satisfactory answer today!" Murong Chen was furious, his old face flushing red. Having been an official for many years, he had never had a day as embarrassing as today, and even feared losing his position!

  The Emperor's anger is not trivial. Although he is not a person of the Imperial Nation, he also knows that when the Emperor gets angry, there must be casualties!

  "What?" Jiang Yue and Murong Yin were both shocked, even disbelieving. The events of that night had already passed for several days, how did the Crown Prince bring it up again? And even took it to the Emperor? "Master, what should we do now?"

  "What can be done? The three of us will go and kneel to beg for Emperor Xuan's pardon! If we cannot obtain Emperor Xuan's forgiveness, then we can only give up on Yin'er! Even you, I must abandon!" Murong Chen gritted his teeth.

  Jiang Yue was shocked and lost color, "Master, Prince Chen would never be so ruthless and heartless! Moreover, this matter has nothing to do with Yin Er, it's all because of that cheap woman Murong Yi, if she hadn't been plotting against Yin Er behind her back, how could Yin Er have possibly offended Prince Chen!"

  Murong Yi's face was deathly pale, her heart shattered. He Lan Ting was ruthless towards her, but how could he be so merciless? Was she really that worthless? Murong Yi, it was all because of Murong Yi! "Father, if the Crown Prince wants to feel better, why not drive Murong Yi out of the manor or hand her over to the Crown Prince to deal with?"

  "What a mess! Murong Yi is going to marry the King of Nanqing soon, and even her father can't move now! If I could let her take your place in suffering, I wouldn't hesitate. But..." Murong Chen's face was gloomy, he had brought trouble upon himself, originally thinking that the Crown Prince wouldn't investigate what happened that night, who knew the Crown Prince not only investigated but also made a fuss to the Emperor!

  ……

  Lin'an Temple

  Helan Ting looked at Murong Yi, who suddenly appeared, slightly surprised. At this moment, she didn't look flustered or even terrified? She came to see him, was it to ask for something from him?

  Murong Yi smiled faintly, her eyes gleaming with a seductive light. "I've heard that the Crown Prince is well-versed in chess, and I have some basic knowledge myself. Why don't we play a game together? It'll be a good way to pass the time."

  In He Lan Ting's deep, bottomless black pupils, there seemed to be dark clouds swirling with faint, dim light. Almost instantly, one could guess what she was thinking: perhaps she had come to witness the good show that would unfold soon! "Just in time, this king has nothing better to do." Looking at her calm demeanor, could it be that she was a master of chess?

  Digression

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