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

He hurriedly suppressed the strange thoughts that were flooding into his mind and lowered his eyes.

He silently recited scriptures to calm his mind, his voice as soft as a mosquito's.

But it echoed in his chest, like an ancient bell in the distant mountains, trying to dispel those inappropriate reveries.

The bandaging process was simple and quick. In fact, the wound was not serious, but it was a shocking bright red that was heartbreaking.

However, with careful treatment, the bleeding was quickly stopped.

It's like a winter creek sealed by ice, quiet and peaceful.

Almost at the same time, the guards of the palace rushed to the scene like lightning.

Their movements were clean and efficient, subduing the assassin and taking him away quietly.

Without leaving any trace, as if nothing had ever happened.

Among these well-trained guards, one person's eyes were particularly deep, full of endless concern and anxiety. He stared at Su Rao and asked softly: "Madam Rao, are you okay?"

Su Rao looked at the guard whose face was unfamiliar but whose voice was familiar, and the memories that seemed like a lifetime ago gradually became clear.

That was when she first entered the palace, and he had been one of the many who came to report to the princess.

That gentle tone created ripples in her heart.

Su Rao thanked him softly, with an imperceptible warmth in her tone.

"Thanks to you, I'm fine."

The guard had mixed feelings. He knew his position and identity and should withdraw from this drama that did not belong to him.

However, his emotions were like wild horses running wild, and his eyes still lingered on Su Rao.

I hope time can freeze at this moment, even if it's just to capture her image for one more second...

This secret desire, however, came to an abrupt end when it met a pair of eyes as cold as a pond, and turned into ice.

Turning around, it was Prince Yi who cast a cold and deep gaze at him, as if he could see into people's hearts.

The guard felt as if he had been electrocuted, a chill spreading down his spine, and he left in a hurry, leaving behind a scene of nervousness and uneasiness.

After the guards went away, Su Rao adjusted her breathing again, showing a weak and powerless look, and continued the "script" she had carefully woven.

"Your Majesty, my minor injury is really nothing. You don't have to worry about it. Please concentrate on your cultivation."

As she spoke, her wound seemed to be pulled. She frowned slightly and a barely perceptible trace of pain flashed across her lips, which made her look even more charming.

Prince Yi's heart was in turmoil. In the past, he would have doubted her words and regarded them as sweet talk.

But after experiencing the scene where she stood in front of him without hesitation, the seeds of trust quietly sprouted and swayed in his heart.

Su Rao thought that her acting skills had reached the peak, so she calmly left Jingxin Pavilion.

On the way back, she first met Zhao Xueyuan, who looked like she was enjoying a good show, and Su Yi, who was truly worried.

"Rao'er, are you really okay?"

Su Yi asked with concern, his voice full of anxiety.

Su Rao shook her head lightly and responded calmly.

"Oh, that assassin's skills are really poor. How come he didn't hurt you completely?"

Zhao Xueyuan's words were sarcastic, and they were like a sharp dagger, intended to break the peace.

Su Rao showed no sign of weakness and responded sharply, "I did that to protect the prince. Concubine Zhao said that because she hopes the prince will be ill?" Her question was sharp and direct, leaving Zhao Xueyuan speechless for a moment. Her face suddenly changed and she could not find the right words to refute.

"Although the prince is physically fine, his heart must have been broken after seeing me injured. Did you see how anxious and painful he was at that moment? He wished he could shoulder all the pain himself?"

Su Rao pretended to be sad, but there was a hint of humor in her words, which made it difficult to understand.

Zhao Xueyuan's heart was filled with rage, and hatred was growing like weeds.

To her, Su Rao was undoubtedly a poisonous snake entangled in her heart, and she had to be eliminated as soon as possible.

Stepping into the courtyard, she went straight to the secrets inside the house.

That blood-fed Gu.

She hardened her heart, took a deep breath, and slowly reached her hand into the Gu jar, with a determination to risk everything.

"Miss, blood-feeding Gu is detrimental to your body and mind, so you can only take it once a day. Don't overdose!"

The maid beside her was anxious and worried, trying to stop it.

"I must seize every moment to make the prince mine, and never allow anyone to get there first!"

Zhao Xueyuan clenched her teeth, the determination in her eyes was like the brightest star in the night sky, shining with unquestionable determination.

Reason seemed to have been defeated by this crazy obsession. In order to get rid of Su Rao, the biggest worry in her heart, she had already spared no effort...

Su Rao dragged her exhausted body, slowly walked through the winding and quiet path, and returned to her own little world.

It was late at night, and the lights in the courtyard were swaying slightly, as if welcoming her home, covered in dust.

Although these injuries are not life-threatening, they leave mottled marks on the skin.

The bloodstains and broken skin silently told the story of what happened to her during the day, which was too painful to look at.

When the princess heard the news, she immediately sent the most senior doctor in the palace to rush to the courtyard.

Carrying boxes of precious medicinal materials and delicate bandages.

The doctor's technique is skillful, and every treatment is meticulous, as if he was carving a piece of work of art.

Trying to make Su Rao recover from her injuries as soon as possible.

Yun'er, the maid who always had a gentle smile on her face, was even more attentive and considerate at this moment.

The medicinal soup she brewed herself exuded a rich but not pungent herbal aroma, and the steam warmed the entire room.

She gently used a white cotton cloth, dipped it in the medicinal soup, and wiped Su Rao's body bit by bit.

His movements were light, for fear of causing even the slightest pain; his concentration and thoughtfulness were touching.

"Hey, Yun'er, you look so caring and attentive, as if you're treating our young lady like an ancient princess!"

Qiuxiang's voice came from the door, with a hint of joking.

She and Yun'er have very different personalities. One is like the warm spring sun, and the other is like the leisurely autumn breeze. The two form a sharp contrast.

Qiuxiang leaned lazily against the door frame with a playful smile on her lips.

Yun Er heard this and smiled faintly: "In this deep mansion, it is a blessing for us servants to meet a considerate master. When the master is favored, we will naturally benefit from it. When we go out, the attitude of others towards us is not based on the master's face, right?"

"That's true, but you have to keep your eyes open and make sure that your 'good master' is really capable of gaining a foothold in the mansion. Don't let all your hard work go to waste in the end."

Qiuxiang changed the subject, her words were mixed with a bit of seriousness, she yawned, said she was going to the bathroom, and turned to leave.

Su Rao fell into a deep sleep amidst the sound of such conversations, with dreams of storms or rainbows.

Until the dawn broke, calling her back from her dream.

The sunlight shines through the window and falls on the bed, bringing a new day.

When I opened my eyes, what I saw was Su Yi's worried face. She frowned, sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes full of concern.

"Does the wound still hurt?"

The words are gentle, but contain infinite warmth.