Chapter 42: I've Developed an Iron Heart

  Humiliated by Jiang Zhe again at Deqing's place, Muyong Yin was so angry that she wanted to die. But she refused to be outsmarted by Muyong Yi like this! She found out from the servants' mouths that Muyong Yi had arrived at Nanqing Wangfu, and without caring about her appearance, she rushed out in a hurry, asking for directions along the way until she finally found this place.

  It turned out that Murong Yi was right in front of him!

  "You're really cruel, aren't you satisfied seeing me like this?!" Murong Yin angrily shouted. Her eyes were completely red, and she didn't even see who was in the room. Having lost her innocence and being forced to marry a servant, she was already filled with anger and terror, and had no way to vent it out.

  Murong Yin saw Murong Yiguan sitting there, bright and beautiful, elegantly drinking tea. Anger and hatred arose in her heart, she rushed up, wanting to kill Murong Yi! She had to kill Murong Yi to relieve the hatred in her heart.

  Just as she was about to rush forward, the guard who had been quietly standing behind King Nanqing suddenly stepped forward and blocked her way.

  "Wretched? You just got married last night, became the legitimate wife, where is the wretchedness? This is your good fortune. Nan Qing Wang is here, Second Sister should restrain her temper." Murong Yi coldly gazed at Murong Yin's disheveled state, reminding her in a chilly tone.

  Murong Yin's eyes were filled with hatred, and she didn't think twice as she stormed into the main hall. After hearing Murong Yi's words, she shifted her gaze to the master seat, where a man with an extremely beautiful and delicate face sat. He was smiling at her, but his gentle smile only made her feel fearful. Yes, fearful! Wasn't he the infamous South Qing King who was known for being unpredictable? The same South Qing King who had changed Murong Yi's fate overnight?! Her body trembled uncontrollably as she collapsed to the ground, biting her lip and staring at the man.

  "I didn't think you'd be even more ruthless than I imagined, to the point of poisoning your own sister. Even if they were disrespectful to you or harmed you in the past, why must you be so venomous towards them?!" Gong Feng took a deep breath, his eyes filled with disgust as he looked at Murong Yi from head to toe. The last shred of doubt he had just moments before was now completely gone - how could he have thought she was innocent just a moment ago?!

  "The King of Huainan, this is the residence of the Duke of Southern Qing." Murong Yi reminded in a cold voice.

  The palace is surrounded by a moat.

  Murong Yin's defeated face, her spirit which had been drained instantly began to return, she was tearfully looking at Gong Fei, pleading with a voice choked with sobs: "King Nanqing, I am innocent, please spare me." She desperately pleaded, hoping that King Nanqing would be moved by pity and let her off. She was afraid of Jiang Congde, for the rest of her life she absolutely could not entrust herself to him, otherwise her future days would be dark and hopeless.

  "Don't you want to marry Jiang Congde?" asked Gong Fei with a smile and a soft tone.

  Murong Yi's eyebrows slightly moved.

  Murong Yin nodded desperately: "As the daughter of the prime minister, how can she marry a servant?"

  "As far as I know, you are already Jiang Congde's woman." Gong Fei said with a smile.

  "No... no... it's all Murong Yi's scheme, Jiang Congde humiliated Minyu without her consent! King Nanqing, please spare Minyu!" Murong Yin shook her head desperately, trying to explain, and she absolutely couldn't just sit back and wait for death.

  The air around quietly changed, cold air surrounded everyone. Murong Yi raised her eyes and quickly swept a glance at the all-smiling Gong Fei, he... was really a very frightening person.

  "But it was I who arranged your marriage to Jiang Congde. Jiang Congde is a man of great importance to me, not some simple servant. Allowing you to be his wife is a sign that I hold you in high esteem. And yet you resist, are you dissatisfied with my decision?" Gong Fei leaned forward slightly, still wearing a gentle smile as he asked. But each word was like a sharp icicle piercing the hope that Mu Rongyin had just begun to build.

  Gong Ling's face changed slightly. Was Gong Fei protecting Murong Yi? He secretly took a glance at Murong Yi, so venomous like her, did Gong Fei really like her?

  Murong Yin was terrified, her body constantly retreating backwards. She gritted her teeth and the tears that had welled up in her eyes stopped short of falling. She didn't dare say another word to beg for mercy; she absolutely believed that Nan Qing Wang would kill her!

  "See King Wang! I'll take the blame." Jiang Congde hastily ran over, seeing that Murong Yin was indeed here, and immediately knelt down on both knees to apologize.

  Murong Yihuan's whole body trembled with fear, staring at Gong Fei as if she had never seen a man who made her so frightened.

  Gong Fei smiled and shook his head, "Take good care of your woman, take her out of this king's sight."

  "Yes, yes." Jiang Congde didn't dare to delay for a moment after hearing the order. He roughly grabbed Murong Yin and said, "You little wretch, how dare you behave wildly in front of the prince?"

  When Jiang Zhe touched her body, Murong Yin was greatly shocked and cried out: "Don't, I don't want it. Murong Yi, you can't do this to me."

  Upon hearing this, Murong Yi stood up elegantly and walked towards Murong Yin. She bent down and whispered in Murong Yin's ear: "In all these years, when you and Jiang Yue were secretly plotting against me, trying to harm me, did you ever think of today? If I were you, I wouldn't make a fuss. Just serve your husband well."

  "You……" Murong Yin was stunned, her eyes fixed on Murong Yi. Even as Jiang Congde dragged her away without any tenderness, she still stared at Murong Yi until the door closed behind her, her mind replaying Murong Yi's words over and over again. How long had Murong Yi been planning to see her in such a wretched state?!

  "Murong Yi, you really have a heart of stone." Gong Ling looked at Murong Yi's stunning face and sneered.

  Murong's eyes sparkled with a hint of movement, what if she was iron-hearted?

  The room finally quieted down.

  Murong Yi turned around to face Gong Fei again, smiling: "I don't know if the King of Nanqing has time, can he go with me and the King of Huainan to the Charm Shadow Tower?"

  Gong Fei Rou smiled and nodded, "Since Y'er has brought it up and asked me to accompany her, I naturally have the time."

  What's wrong? Murong Yi's eyes dimmed slightly, and she automatically ignored it.

  Jing Lian's face turned cold and pale, her heart secretly scolding, unaware of shame!

  "Going to the Meiying Building? I'll go take a look at the excitement too." The tightly closed door was pushed open again, and Xuan Yuan Sword, wearing a dazzling bright red robe, flashed in. A plump and delicate handsome face appeared before the eyes of the three people in the main hall.

  Murong Yi looked at Xuan Yuan Sword, and his mouth twitched again. Why couldn't he get rid of him no matter where he went?