Marrying a concubine to seduce him and lure him into the game

After she finished speaking, her eyes sparkled with anticipation and curiosity.

Prince Yi's face seemed calm as a still pond, but the corners of his mouth, which were unconsciously pursed, revealed the subtle fluctuations in his heart.

This simple question was like an invisible hand, quietly guiding his gaze.

He couldn't help but wander back and forth between Su Rao's figure and the vague outline of the portrait in his mind.

I wondered if the beauty in the painting would be exactly the same as the real woman in front of me after removing all the decorations.

This thought caused subtle ripples in Prince Yi's heart.

He immediately suppressed it with his extraordinary self-control and regained his usual calm and composure.

Prince Yi's gaze was fixed on Su Rao's clear and flawless eyes.

Trying to catch even the slightest clue that it was deliberate.

However, what caught my eye was her pure and innocent face, as if all she wanted was the return of a lost painting. Such sincerity was hard to doubt.

Finally, Prince Yi took steady steps, pulled out a carefully hidden scroll from among the heavy books on the desk, and gently handed it to Su Rao.

Su Rao took it with both hands and carefully turned the pages.

Soon, he saw the portrait that he had found, and his joy was beyond words: "So it was hiding here!"

Then, she suddenly came closer, bringing with her a faint and charming fragrance that gently surrounded Prince Yi's nose, making him startled.

"Your Majesty, did you get a sneak peek?"

There was tenderness and innocence in her tone, and that little bit of coquettishness was like a spring breeze, silently moistening every speck of dust in the air.

In an instant, the scene in the portrait flashed through Prince Yi's mind, so vividly.

This caused his throat to tighten unconsciously and his Adam's apple to roll up and down.

But in the end he shook his head and denied the useless fantasy.

Su Rao heard this and a sly smile appeared on her lips.

Gently holding the portrait in my arms, I felt as if I had gained a precious secret.

Afterwards, no matter how Su Rao tried to talk to him again, Prince Yi was like an old monk in meditation.

There was little response, as if he had become a piece of insensitive wood, and no matter how the wind and rain blew, he remained motionless.

Time passed quietly, and in a blink of an eye it was noon. The sun filled the courtyard, warm and bright.

"Your Majesty, do you think I am being too intrusive and causing you a lot of trouble?"

Su Rao's voice was a little apprehensive, while Prince Yi seemed to be immersed in his own world.

He just focused on the food in front of him and didn't respond.

Unwilling to give up, she spoke again, holding a round Buddhist bead in her palm, as if it was a bridge connecting the two people's hearts.

"If the prince is willing to give me this Buddhist bead, I promise not to disturb your peace easily in the future."

It turned out that this Buddhist bead was the one that Prince Yi accidentally lost, and it originally belonged to the rosary on his wrist.

The coincidence of loss and recovery caused a subtle emotion to surge in Prince Yi's heart.

Buddha said that everything in the world is formed by the combination of cause and condition. Could it be that there is something going on between him and this woman?

Is there really such a fate that cannot be cut off or sorted out?

Facing Su Rao's questioning, Prince Yi seemed to wake up from a dream. He looked around and her figure was missing.

The surroundings indeed added a bit of quietness and tranquility.

He nodded slightly, which was both an acquiescence and a kind of comfort to himself.

Su Rao twirled the Buddhist beads in her hands, a satisfied smile on her face, and turned and left.

His steps were brisk, as if taking away the last bit of dust in the air.

Prince Yi's gaze followed the receding figure, and Su Rao's words just now suddenly echoed in his mind.

The words "never see you again" kept lingering in his mind, causing this iron-blooded prince to feel an indescribable sense of emptiness and loss.

This sudden feeling was like a meteor flashing across the night sky. Prince Yi did not delve into it and let it go with the wind.

Su Rao walked lightly through the intricate paths of the palace, seemingly enjoying an unexpected adventure.

Finally, she strolled aimlessly to the back garden of the palace, where she was immersed in the spring.

Met Wang Zhao Xueyuan unexpectedly.

When Zhao Xueyuan saw Su Rao's pitiful appearance, the anger that had been suppressed in her heart suddenly erupted like a volcano.

He shot straight up, his eyes almost spitting fire.

"You are such a shameless fellow. You were beaten so badly yesterday, yet you still have the nerve to walk around here and seduce the opposite sex today?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Zhao Xueyuan's words, and a hint of disdain flashed between her brows.

Su Rao raised her lips into a smile like a peach blossom in spring, and counterattacked: "I really have to thank you for your kindness, Concubine. It was because of you that I got hurt. When the prince saw me like that, he felt so distressed that he specially rewarded me with this..."

At this point, Su Rao turned her wrist lightly, showing off the string of Buddhist beads around her neck with a warm luster: "This was originally something that the prince wore close to his body. He took one off and gave it to me as a talisman."

"The prince's eyes were as gentle as water at that time. He held my hand tightly and whispered softly that this bead could protect me, ward off disasters for me, and keep me away from all troubles and disputes."

Su Rao described the scene vividly, and the scene played back in everyone's mind like a movie.

Zhao Xueyuan was so angry that her face turned blue and she almost lost her usual reserve and elegance.

Zhao Xueyuan, who was filled with rage, ran back to her courtyard and vented her anger.

Nothing in the house was spared, and finally her eyes fixed on a porcelain jar containing a poisonous insect.

There was only a small hole left on the porcelain jar, so narrow that only one finger could fit through it.

She slowly stretched out her fingers, her expression distorted, as if she was experiencing unbearable pain, as if something was gnawing at her fingertips.

When she suddenly pulled back her finger, a tiny wound was left on the fingertip.

The blood had been sucked clean silently.

"When my love Gu is cultivated to maturity, King Yi will make an exception for me and meet with me in secret. Su Rao, your good days are over!" There was an almost crazy light flashing in Zhao Xueyuan's eyes.

It was a reckless determination.

……

Su Rao gently stroked the string of Buddhist beads and strolled leisurely on every inch of the palace.

Everyone in the palace knew that the prince had specially gifted her with such a treasure.

This beautiful story will soon reach the ears of the Queen.

In this way, she and Su Yi's life in the palace might be able to gain a moment of peace and respect.

As the setting sun shone, Su Rao walked to the courtyard where Su Yi lived.

Su Yi had a gentle smile on her face, her complexion seemed rosier than usual and she looked more energetic.

"Rao'er, is this Buddhist bead really given to you by the prince?"

Su Yi asked curiously.

Su Rao leaned close to Su Yi's ear and whispered, "I was the one who dared to ask him for it, and I took the opportunity to anger Zhao Xueyuan, making her very angry."