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

Su Rao pulled her sister's sleeve and comforted her with tears in her eyes, "I was just joking. Mother Feng's cooking skills are so good, I wish I could enjoy it every day. I'm just worried that the old lady will get tired."

Mother Feng smiled kindly and said, "I'm not tired at all. Seeing you guys enjoying your meal makes me feel more satisfied than anything else."

After the meal, Su Rao's physical condition seemed to have really improved.

The miraculous medical skills in the palace once again demonstrated their magic.

After a near-death experience, Su Rao miraculously recovered her vitality thanks to a shot from Cheng Jia, who was by the Queen's side.

When dusk fell, she dressed up carefully. The woman in the mirror was so bright and beautiful that even she was moved by her beauty.

How could Prince Yi not be attracted by her?

Unless, he really has a heart of stone and doesn't understand human love.

Su Yi and Granny Rong stood side by side at the ancient gate of the house. In the dim light of morning, their figures looked particularly warm.

When Su Rao turned around, the hem of her skirt fluttered as if carrying a hint of reluctance, which intertwined with the gazes of the two people to form a warm yet slightly sad picture.

"The prince is in his prime, and I'm afraid that after all the excitement of this night, he won't be able to return home until tomorrow noon."

There was a helpless smile on Su Rao's lips, and her words were a bit teasing, but inexplicably carried a bit of sincere emotion.

Her eyes suddenly softened, and she added, "When that time comes, I'd like to try the delicacies made by Rong Gu herself."

Su Yi responded with a smile and watched Su Rao's figure gradually disappear in the morning mist.

Then, her brows twisted into a knot unconsciously, and a deep worry quietly spread in her heart.

……

In the Jingxin Pavilion, the past few days seemed like a lifetime ago to Su Rao.

This brief separation seemed to lengthen the time, leaving every familiar scene tinged with a faint autumn feel.

The moment she stepped into the Buddhist temple, Su Rao paused unconsciously.

Then, a deliberately crafted charming smile bloomed on her face, as if it was her armor facing this solemn place.

Inside the Buddhist temple, the rich scent of sandalwood wafts in the air, and a peaceful Zen feeling permeates the air.

Prince Yi sat cross-legged quietly on the cushion, his face as calm as an ancient well.

His posture is noble, as if nothing in the world can disturb his mind.

Su Rao felt mixed emotions, angry but also amused.

She was worried about him and even punished for it, but he could recite scriptures and meditate so attentively, as if nothing had happened. This contrast made her feel an unknown fire in her heart, mixed with a little helpless sadness.

If only one day, this high and mighty Prince Yi could also be moved by her.

How happy and satisfied it would be to snuggle at her feet like a loyal puppy.

Su Rao was secretly fantasizing in her heart, but her face still maintained that just right gentleness.

She walked forward quietly, gently pulled over a brocade cushion, and knelt down beside Prince Yi respectfully and carefully.

She tried her best not to make any sound.

However, the faint body fragrance that drifted inadvertently in the air quietly slipped into Prince Yi's sensitive nose.

The originally calm state of mind underwent subtle changes under the sudden scent.

It was like a pond with a stone thrown into it, causing tiny ripples to appear.

Touched by the fragrance, Prince Yi's deep eyes slowly opened, revealing an indescribable emotion.

His gaze turned to the side beside him, to his face which was usually as cold as ice.

There was a rare crack in his expression, and a complex and indistinguishable emotion flashed in his eyes.

What came into view was Su Rao's shy and blushing cheeks, and her eyes seemed to be rippling with spring water.

Her hands unconsciously pulled at her clothes, revealing her bare shoulders, which were as white as snow and her skin was crystal clear.

Her crimson lips were slightly parted, and her voice had a sweet and alluring flavor.

"Your Majesty..."

Just two words, but they exploded like thunder in this silent Buddhist temple.

Prince Yi's breathing suddenly became disordered, and his inner defenses seemed to be quietly broken at this moment.

This little elf!

Prince Yi quickly gathered his mind and closed his eyes tightly, trying to isolate himself from all the temptations in front of him by closing his eyes and concentrating. He told himself that he should ignore everything and concentrate on the Buddhist principles in his heart, as only the Buddhist teachings could cleanse the dust from his soul.

"Your Majesty, I was accidentally poisoned by the drug 'He Huan San'. Please have mercy and save me."

There was a hint of deliberate seduction in Su Rao's voice at first, but soon.

As the poison spread throughout the body, his sanity was gradually eroded, leaving only a strong desire to survive lingering in his heart.

"My Lord, you are a Buddhist and a good person. Please have mercy on me and save my dying life."

"Please, if you would just touch me, maybe you can save my life."

She was like a fish trapped in water, struggling hard, hoping to grab a glimmer of hope.

At this moment, a slender hand slowly stretched out and finally gently rested on her delicate neck.

The man who was always known for his purity of mind and lack of desire, had a barely perceptible murderous intent quietly surging in the depths of his pupils.

In his heart, getting rid of Su Rao might make his Buddhist devotion more firm and no longer be disturbed by the mundane world.

Kill her... This thought lingered in my mind like a curse.

However, just as his grip became tighter, Prince Yi saw that Su Rao's breathing became rapid.

As the flame of life gradually dimmed, an inexplicable force suddenly shook his heart.

It was an indescribable feeling, as if something extremely precious was about to slip through your fingers.

In panic, Prince Yi suddenly let go of his hand.

His eyes fell on Su Rao's face, which looked sick but still charming.

Those bright and moist red lips seemed to have some kind of magic, making him slowly approach uncontrollably...

As night falls, the moonlight shyly hides behind the clouds, and all things seem to hold their breath.

Only Su Yi's mood was difficult to calm down, like a surging tide, creating waves in this silent night.

Suddenly, a chaotic noise broke the silence of the night.

It came vaguely from a distance, carrying a hint of ominous foreboding.

Supported by her loyal old servant, Mother Feng, Su Yi hurried out of her boudoir in a panic. Although her steps were fast, each step was filled with a heavy heart.

"Why is there so much noise outside?"

Her anxious question contained an undisguised worry.

A servant beside him looked nervous and quickly responded, "I heard that Lord Cheng personally led his men to investigate the attack on the prince in the middle of the night, and they are conducting a detailed investigation from house to house."

This news was like a stone that caused a thousand waves, making the originally peaceful night even more turbulent.

Su Yi frowned slightly, with doubt and uneasiness in his eyes: "Why did you come to visit so late at night and even visit a private residence?"