Shocking Harem Road: The Legend of Concubine Yi

Chapter 92 Beauty, Country 2
The dim light shone in through the thick yellow curtain, reflecting his face.

From his face, she could not read any emotion, any thought.

Perhaps, I will never understand what he is thinking!Thinking of this, Lin Yuhan couldn't help but sighed.

"Why are you sighing?" He asked without looking at her.

"No, it's nothing!" She quickly lowered her head, afraid that his thoughts would be seen through by him.

But he never said a word again.

The night is so quiet, quietly swallowing all the words.

"Your Majesty—" Lin Yuhan couldn't help but speak.

"What's the matter?" He glanced at her.

Lin Yuhan looked at him, collected himself, fastened his clothes, got up and knelt in front of him.

He didn't know what she was going to do, but because he was upset, he didn't think much about it.

Lin Yuhan naturally didn't know his mood, so he mustered up the courage to speak out.

"Your Majesty, please call Mr. Zhuang into the palace!"

Ming Xuanyu sat up in shock, Lin Yuhan didn't dare to look up, she was afraid to see him angry.

"Your Majesty, Mrs. Zhuang is not what others say. She is a very good person. She is the first person in the palace to smile at the concubine. She told the concubine that you are a good person, the emperor. Serve you with peace of mind!" Lin Yuhan didn't know why he had the courage to say these words.

"Your Majesty, Mrs. Zhuang has served you for more than half a year. Don't you know what kind of person she is? Even if she is disobedient, she must have done it unintentionally. Please forgive her for her helplessness." If you don’t save her, are you going to let her continue to fall into the brothel? Or let her stay in Yiwang’s Mansion—” Lin Yuhan couldn’t bear to go on, she was very scared, and when she finished speaking, she was very scared and trembling all over. , she also heard her own voice trembling.

There was silence again.

He lay back, leaning on the high pillow, clenched his hands involuntarily, looking at the woman in front of him, he didn't know what to say.Do I really have the heart to let Xinyi let her do so many things?Especially let her go to Prince Yi's mansion?

He closed his eyes and did not speak.

"Your majesty, this concubine knows that she deserves death, but, but, the only one who can save Mrs. Zhuang right now is you, the emperor! Concubine can only speak tonight! Please save her!" Lin Yuhan Keep kowtowing, long hair hanging from the back to the front.

"Zhuang Xinyi committed a felony. My aunt thought she was the first offender, so she was punished lightly. She was just kicked out of the court. If it were someone else, they wouldn't have enough heads to chop off!" His tone was so blunt and ruthless that she couldn't help shaking Even more powerful, dare not say a word.

He glanced at her and said: "You pleaded for her because you are grateful, I, don't care about it anymore!"

"Thank you, thank you, Majesty Long En!" Lin Yuhan gradually became conscious, but she still didn't dare to raise her head.

He yelled, and Zhang De came in, and was ordered to take Lin Yuhan out of the bedroom.

He was the only one again!
Lin Yuhan pleaded for her because he didn't know the whole story and was just worried about her.However, I know everything, whether it is the cause or the possible result.And all of this was arranged by himself, why didn't he think that she was just a weak woman?
Back then, when you handed over the fatal edict to Lan Zhen, did you ever think that she would die because of it?
That day, when Pai Xinyi left the palace, did you ever think that she might also—

He sighed helplessly, speechless.

In such a late night, he wasn't the only one who couldn't fall asleep.

It has been several days since Xinyi arrived at Prince Yi's mansion, and Ming Xuanting ordered her to be placed in a small courtyard to the west of his hospital.Although she sorted out books, poems and paintings for him in the study during the day, or accompanied him to go out to meet guests, her treatment seemed not commensurate with the work she was doing.She was always uneasy about his arrangement.However, when we get along with him, I can't feel his ulterior motives at all.

"It seems that I have really judged the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain!" She sighed.

That’s right, he was helping me by accepting me here.No matter what others think of him, I should not misunderstand him!
"Use your own heart to feel, use your own mind to judge, so that you will not be biased!"

It was with this kind of psychological construction that Xinyi began to really observe Ming Xuanting with her own eyes. What kind of person is he?How does he view the current situation?How do you plan to deal with it?
These questions are not only what those who appointed her want to know, but also what she herself wants to know.

He also has his own secrets, even though he usually behaves so differently, he is still hiding something.Xinyi wants to know, what kind of heart is hidden under his indifferent appearance?

He usually has a lot of guests, all kinds of people in the court and in the field have contact with him.Usually, he always talks about random anecdotes and other things when chatting. He doesn't talk about government affairs with others, as if he doesn't like talking about court affairs with those guests.Could it be that he really has no intention of being a big position?If he didn't have that thought, but was forcefully involved, wouldn't that hurt him?

Xinyi gradually began to blame herself, and the more she got along with him, the deeper her sense of guilt.

However, for the person she loves, she can only do this.

It will be August soon, but the weather is still so hot this year, and there is no sign of it getting cooler.

The power of Qiuhu really cannot be underestimated!

Xinyi has lived in the Valley of No Thoughts for many years, this is her second summer in the capital.Last year's weather was fairly normal, and it was much cooler by this time of year, so she lived comfortably.But this year's continuous heat is really unbearable for her.Ming Xuanting saw that she often involuntarily raised her hands to fan the wind or wipe her sweat, so she asked someone to put ice cubes in the place where she stayed for a long time to keep warm.

Leaving aside the fact that the heat has not retreated for a long time, and the thunderstorm has not left, this makes her feel even more uncomfortable.

Early in the morning, Ming Xuanting went out, saying that he was going to Prince Mu's Mansion, but Xinyi didn't go because she felt unwell because of her menstruation.In the morning, she has been lying in bed resting.After noon, she went to Ming Xuanting's study to continue sorting out the poetry collections that were not finished yesterday.

Not long after, she began to feel tired again, so she fell asleep on the desk.

The windows were still open, and the hot wind gradually turned into a cool wind, because there were clouds in the sky, and soon there were lightning and thunder, and the wind was strong.The wind blew and knocked against the bars of the windows, too, but she was too fast asleep to hear them.

Suddenly, a thunderclap split the sky, and she yelled "Ah", squatting under the table covering her ears, shouting non-stop, tears streaming down her face.

I don't know whose shoulder, who's embrace, made her quiet.

The moment the thunder woke her up, a flash of lightning shone into her eyes, and she seemed to see the person who raised a knife and hacked her mother to death.At that time, a flash of lightning struck the murderer's face, and that look suddenly flashed back into her mind.

The fight that night kept going back and forth before her eyes.

She was afraid, and always felt that that person, that person was always by her side!
Since that night, every time there was such a night of lightning and thunder, she always curled up alone, closed her eyes and covered her ears, praying that every thunderstorm would pass quickly.The more it came to such a time, the more she missed her relatives.I want to track down the murderer and avenge my relatives, but I am so weak that I can't even save my life, how can I take revenge?
She has been plagued by such fears for nearly ten years, and she has lost count of how many times she has experienced them.It's just that whenever I tremble with fear, the nursery rhyme my mother often sings to her and her younger brother seems to echo in my ears.The mother's smile gradually replaced the memory of that horrible night in her eyes, and she would slowly sing along, singing that song with tears in her eyes.In the singing is the happy scene of the family in the past. Those lost happiness made her fall asleep, let her forget all the pain and loneliness, and let her immerse herself in the illusion of nothingness.

At this moment, the warm embrace of this person replaced the mother's singing.

Gradually, she began to calm down, no longer trembling, no longer afraid.

I don't want to leave him, I really want to be embraced by him like this all the time, I really want to just fall into a dream like this.

When she opened her eyes, she sat on the ground in shock, opened her mouth wide, and stammered: "My lord, my lord—"

His expression was very anxious due to excessive concern, and his hands were still on her shoulders, refusing to relax.

"You, what happened?"

She hurriedly stood up, but asked back: "My lord, you, why did you come back so soon?"

She didn't dare to look up, she didn't want to face him.

My own weakness, I don't want to be seen by others!

He held her arm tightly and asked, "Is something wrong? Please tell me!"

"No, no, nothing!" She wanted to get rid of him, but his hand didn't mean to relax at all.

His eyes seemed to have more penetrating power than that of lightning, as if he could directly look into the depths of her heart.She was afraid of being seen through by him, afraid of being understood by her, so she turned her head away and dared not look him in the face.However, he did not allow her to hide, did not give her a chance to escape.

"Dead relative Zhuang," he slowly uttered these four words, and she stared at him in surprise.

"Dead relative Zhuang, who is yours?"

She turned her head away, unwilling to answer.

The two fell into silence like this, and occasionally a few drops of rain hit the banana leaves outside the window.

Her face was pale, perhaps because of her body!

From entering the room just now, from hearing her screams entering the room, his heart has been pressed by a huge stone.He doubted her past, although he knew her "life experience", but he was always in doubt.Especially the meeting at Huangze Temple that day made him even more suspicious of her origin.

But now, with her so helpless in front of him, he didn't know what to think, so he just wanted to—

In her still trance, she was pulled into his arms again.

I couldn't hear anything except the sound of rain hitting plantains outside the window.

She wanted to push him away, but at the same time she felt a little dependent on him, maybe because he was the only one who used his care to dispel the fear in her heart for so many years.

Feeling that she didn't resist, he relaxed his heart slightly and held her tighter.

A moment of peace, something she hadn't had in years.

Pleasing others, guarding against others, guessing others' thoughts, hiding your own thoughts, there is no moment of peace like now, and no need to think about anything like now.

Even if this person is not the one he loves, he gave himself rare peace.

The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the sun sprinkled its infinite light through the thick clouds to the world and into this warm room.

"My lord, look—" She suddenly turned her head and saw the pillar-like sunlight piercing through the clouds, the sunlight radiated out in regular patterns, and the warm air under the golden light surrounded them.

He looked back at her smile, retracted the hand that was about to reach out, and said with a smile: "Yes, this sunshine is really refreshing!" The dark clouds have been dispelled by the sunlight at this moment.

(End of this chapter)