C139 Trap(2)

Xiao Yi Bei used a bit of strength, fearing that if she rushed into the room, she would run into a concubine or a noble wife or daughter who was resting while listening to a play, making her feel even more awkward.

The woman suddenly let go of him and stopped fighting him. She let him rip her robe off her shoulders, causing her front lapels to split open. Then she rushed straight into the room and even kicked the door shut without any airs.

The door that was kicked shut slammed into him heavily and quickly, directly smashing into his nose. Not only did it smash open his eyes, it even almost failed to stabilize his body, and he stretched out his arms to try to keep his balance for a while before he could barely keep his head up.

His anger had reached its peak, and his usual mild temper had turned into a boiling oil over the fire. He kicked the door open with a kick, and rushed in without a trace of politeness, not even with the last shred of apprehension he had for the people inside. After all, the sound of the door slamming shut was quite loud. If there had been a female imperial concubine within, she would have been so terrified that she would have screamed out upon entering the room.

"Du Ying, what are you playing with me?"

He angrily flung the torn robe from his hand and used his other hand to cover his aching and numb nose. Only then did the pain gradually recover and spread.

In addition to the fact that the great windows in the room were closed and the light was dim, he could not make it out clearly at all. He could vaguely make out a beautiful bed with three curved legs, and on it, there seemed to be a person lying diagonally, facing the back of the bed. The person on the bed was covered with an extremely thin layer of silk, and the only thing he could see was the rise and fall of her waist, which made her look like a slender woman.

What Xiao Yi Bei was thinking was: Why is Du Ying still alive?

When the Emperor first brought Xiao Mulin into the palace, he went to the Emperor in embarrassment and panic to admit his wrongs. In his experience, all he had to do was cry and admit his wrongs and receive a reprimanding, and everything would be fine.

In the end, the emperor did not scold him with a scowl nor did he listen in detail. He waved his hand after saying a few words, his eyes extremely cold as he said, "Leave this child to Jiang Ci to raise. Tell the people that Jiang Zheng's consort gave birth to her eldest grandson. The rest is not allowed to be leaked out!"

"Then... Where's Du Ying? "

The emperor's anger seemed to have been suppressed below the surface of the ice. He jumped up to his face and sneered: "Are you still thinking about that courtesan?" No matter how elegant she was, she was still a prostitute! "In this world, there will never be another person like him, so just give up on this idea. Not to mention, you are still a storage monarch. Even if you end up becoming a general, you shouldn't hope to meet that woman again!"

Xiao Yi Bei's heart chilled as he recalled Xiao Yi Xiu's mother — everyone said that she had sacrificed herself for her husband. However, his mother suspected that her father had silenced her …

He did not dare to ask again, and no one in the palace dared to mention Du Ying to him.

But how could she still be alive? Even if royal father's tone at that time was misleading, Du Ying wouldn't have strutted around the palace. With his father's character, even if she was allowed to live, she would have secretly locked her up and never seen the light of day again.

Moreover, her existence was indeed a big stain on his life. He was actually in favor of royal father's action of silencing him, but in this aspect, he was never able to be so ruthless.

"Du Ying!" She lifted off the thin layer of yellow silk, and what she saw was dazzling snow-white skin, a graceful undulating figure, and black hair that had been dissolved.

He froze there, unable to process his thoughts. He instantly felt that something wasn't right — no matter how fast Du Ying's movements were, she couldn't take off her body in an instant. Moreover, this woman had so far been completely still, as if she was in deep sleep.

He stared at this alluring and strange scene for only a moment. What ignited in his heart was not love and passion, but great fear. Subconsciously, he extended his hand to grip the woman's shoulder, wanting to look at her face.

The man's clear and bright laughter instantly sounded. "Imperial Concubine didn't enter this room? In the woman's room, it would be inconvenient for Ben Wang to enter. Third Queen Mother, please go in and take a look for Ben Wang's sake. "

The fear in Xiao Yi Bei's heart rose to the extreme. He didn't have time to clearly see the woman's face before he abruptly turned around and saw a woman gracefully walking into the palace under the blazing sunset's sunset.

When their gazes met, the woman shrieked, as if she was a cat that was being pinched in the throat to threaten its life.

Following them were the eunuchs and palace maids. The one leading the charge was the Yan King, Xiao Yijin.

Xiao Yijin's eyes widened in disbelief, and he muttered, "Am I seeing things? Big brother Crown Prince … You... "This …"

Then, as if he suddenly came back to his senses, he hurriedly stepped back and whispered, "Third sister in law, we've come the wrong way."

As expected, Xiao Yijin knew how to react to an opportunity. The eunuchs and palace maids also hesitated to step back, wanting to pretend that they couldn't see anything. However, the woman who walked in first had her gaze fixated on the beautiful body of the woman on the beauty bed. She seemed to be struck dumb and couldn't say a word.

At this moment, Xiao Yi Bei wished he could cover the woman's eyes. He could already see that it was the princess, Gu Qingruo. She looked smart and intelligent, so how could she be so stupid?

While his heart was still hanging in the air, he heard a deep male voice that shook him like thunder. "What happened? All of them are in a mess.

Along with the dignified and slightly lacking breath of the man, a bright yellow dragon robe appeared at the door. The Emperor had his hands behind his back as he slowly walked in.

No one was able to explain Xiao Yi Bei's actions. Even though Xiao Yi Jin was at the side, constantly winking with his eyes and praising the heavens, it didn't make any difference.

The Emperor saw that Xiao Yi Bei was standing stiffly in front of the bed, and the woman on the bed seemed to have moved her delicate body extremely slowly because of the noise and the movement of his shoulder just now. She turned around to face everyone, her beautiful hands slowly stroking her forehead, and her drooping eyelids slowly opened.

All of a sudden, she let out a shriek that pierced her eardrums. She grabbed the thin silk that was thrown to the side in a flurry, randomly wrapping it around herself.

The emperor's gaze stayed on the woman's face for a moment before shifting to Xiao Yi Bei's ashen face. He saw beads of sweat rolling down his forehead as he stiffly turned his head to look at the woman.

Actually, there was no need to look. Despite the high and resounding scream, Xiao Yi Bei was able to discern that it wasn't Du Ying's voice, but the Emperor's new concubine, a sixteen year old Ji Rong Hua.

There were no ornaments on Ji Rong's head, the jewelry on his hair and collar were all neatly arranged on the small table next to the beauty bed. Ji Rong's body was similarly without a single strand of hair, only her black hair was scattered across her chest like silk satin, and her shoulders were faintly discernible, her peerlessly beautiful face was filled with shame, anger, shock, and fear …