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

The force was so great that he was caught off guard. He staggered and fell to the ground. It seemed as if thousands of troops were galloping in his head, with a constant buzzing sound.

The woman who was originally thought to be weak and powerless actually has such amazing explosive power!

Then, a spotless white foot gently landed.

Crushing gracefully and cruelly on his palm, the pain came like a huge wave, instantly swallowing up all his senses.

The sound of broken bones was clearly audible. It was a pain that the flesh could not bear, causing Cheng Yi to let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Although Su Rao grew up in seclusion, her mother came from a family of military generals and taught her all the self-defense secrets since she was a child.

Therefore, she is not only proficient in boxing and kicking, but also has strength far beyond that of ordinary women.

At this moment, she looked down coldly at Cheng Yi who was struggling in pain on the ground, and felt that this punishment alone was still not enough.

"Mo Yi, help me hold him down."

Su Rao ordered.

Mo Yi moved upon hearing the sound, his body was agile, he jumped up and pressed hard.

It almost bent Cheng Yi's spine, making him miserable.

Cheng Yi screamed and begged for mercy while struggling, trying to use the imperial edict to put pressure on everyone: "I was appointed by the emperor, how dare you disobey the order?"

Su Rao raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth and said slowly: "The imperial edict does give you the power to investigate the case, and everyone in the palace actively cooperates, but you disturbed the prince's peace, ignored etiquette, and even violated moral principles. You deserve to be punished. Tell me, how should you be punished? How about thirty strokes of the cane to whet your appetite?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yi's face turned pale, his whole body trembled like a sieve, and he called for help to his men at the top of his lungs.

However, Su Rao's eyes were cold as ice as she swept over everyone present: "Do you also want to repeat the same mistake and disregard the order of rank?" Then she nodded slightly and instructed the palace guards to take action, "Stop them."

Although the guards felt helpless, they were under the dual pressure of the imperial edict and Su Rao's orders.

He still faithfully carried out the order and kept Cheng Yi's men out. A storm quietly unfolded in the collision between power and rules.

"You two, carry out the punishment."

Su Rao gave the order calmly, her words revealing an authority that could not be refuted.

In an instant, two well-trained guards came forward and the situation became extremely tense.

There seemed to be a thin layer of frost in the air.

"I'll do it, you hold it down."

Mo Yi was excited and eager to try, and his words revealed his eagerness to take action.

His eyes flickered, like a wild horse about to break free from its reins, eager to prove his strength in this chaos.

Then, as Mo Yi began to move, screams rang out one after another.

Like the most shrill crow's cry before dawn, it breaks the tranquility of the night.

Su Rao frowned, obviously dissatisfied with the discordant noise.

“It’s too noisy.”

Su Rao uttered these words softly, with a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes.

She waved her hand casually, and the people around her immediately understood what she meant and quickly blocked Cheng Yi's mouth with a cloth.

Cheng Yi's wailing instantly turned into suppressed sobs.

Like the last growl of a wounded beast, it seemed particularly desolate in the cold night.

Cheng Yi's body began to be covered with scars, his skin was torn and his face was distorted with a look of pain.

Su Yi stood quietly by the side, and what was flowing deep in his eyes was not sympathy.

It was the pleasure of revenge, as if every punch that landed on Cheng Yi was compensation for the humiliation she had suffered.

Su Rao slowly walked towards Mo Yi and took the sword from his hand. The sword was cold and reflected a frightening cold light.

She pointed the sword at Cheng Yi's throat, the movement was graceful and deadly.

Forcing Cheng Yi to wake up suddenly from the severe pain, fear overwhelmed his reason like a tide.

"Don't... don't kill me!"

Cheng Yi's voice became unclear through the cloth.

But the fear of the beautiful woman in front of him was clearly visible in his eyes, it was a deep fear and pleading for death.

"Where is Rong-gu?"

Su Rao's words were calm and firm, accompanied by a light pressure from the tip of the sword.

A bloodstain suddenly appeared on Cheng Yi's neck, and bright red liquid slowly seeped out, as if reminding him that death could come at any time.

Cheng Yi's pupils dilated with fear, and he begged for mercy almost instinctively: "Quick, bring that old woman here!"

The tremor in his voice revealed his complete inner collapse.

Soon, Mother Feng was hurriedly brought to the scene, her eyes full of surprise and anxiety.

Clearly unprepared for the scene before him.

Seeing this, Su Rao finally put the sword back into the sheath, and a trace of barely perceptible fatigue flashed across the corner of her eyes.

Cheng Yi's legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground like mud, and his men saw this.

They hurriedly helped him up and fled from this place of trouble in shame, as if they were afraid of being contaminated by more disasters.

"It's all gone."

Su Rao spoke calmly to the palace guards. Although her tone was calm, it carried an unquestionable power.

The guards looked at Su Yi, even though she was a noble princess.

But at this moment, even she could not conceal the authority in Su Rao's words.

They saluted respectfully and retreated quickly.

After the crowd dispersed, Su Rao's body seemed to have lost all its defenses. Her legs went weak and she almost fell.

Su Yi was quick to reach out and hold her sister firmly, her eyes full of worry and heartache.

"Sister, let's go home."

Su Rao spoke softly, her voice mixed with fatigue and barely perceptible fragility, as if she was holding on to the last bit of strength.

Su Yi gently supported Su Rao, and Mother Feng at the side also hurriedly lent a hand.

The three of them walked slowly side by side towards the depths of the yard. Their backs cast long shadows under the dim light, revealing an inexplicable determination and bitterness.

When the door closed gently behind them, Su Yi's gaze fell on Su Rao, who was lying weakly on the bed, and his brows couldn't help but frown even more.

The indignation in her heart was beyond words, for the atrocities committed by the prince whom she had never met.

She could only find mild words like "too intense" to describe it, but this was far from enough to describe the pain Su Rao was enduring.

Mother Feng had her usual smile on her face.

There was a sly light in his eyes, as if he was mocking the world in a light-hearted tone: "Your Highness has never been in a relationship before, so naturally he can't control himself this first time..."

Although her words were subtle, the sarcasm was self-evident.

This scene is like an old tree suddenly encountering the spring rain, blooming with inappropriate enthusiasm, which seems particularly absurd.

Su Yi's cheeks flushed. Although she was already a wife, she was still shy about such private topics.

She pretended to be calm and patted her cheeks a few times, pretending to blame: "Aunt Feng, what you said is really... Oh, don't mind my blushing."

"I will correct my mistakes as soon as I know them."