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

Sitting in the silent hall, an endless buzzing seemed to echo in my ears.

Finally unable to bear the embarrassment and loneliness, he quietly stood up and decided to leave.

The moment he stepped out of the hall, a touch of bright color inadvertently entered his field of vision.

There was a woman who was quietly looking inside, her face was like a flower blooming in spring.

Bright and vivid, it is three times more charming than the blooming peach blossoms and so beautiful that it is breathtaking.

Xue Yanhao's eyes accidentally met hers, and his cheeks suddenly turned red involuntarily. He quickly looked away to hide his gaffe.

He considers himself not to be a superficial person who is easily moved by beauty.

But the beauty of this woman is so stunning that my heart beats faster when I look at her for a second longer.

And that woman, Su Rao, was looking back at him without any hesitation, with a hint of amusement in her eyes.

Xue Yanhao was seen wearing an exquisitely carved jade crown and his face was as smooth as white jade.

He is a handsome man with elegant manners, a rare sight in the world.

He had an extremely handsome face, with a beauty that transcended his gender.

This unique charm undoubtedly makes countless women fall in love with him.

Witness Xue Yanhao's innocent look of being at a loss and blushing.

Su Rao couldn't help but smile. Compared with Prince Yi's coldness, Xue Yanhao's innocence and liveliness seemed particularly precious and interesting.

Xue Yanhao felt like his ears were about to be burned under Su Rao's straightforward gaze.

He took a step forward, then stopped hesitantly, turned and looked at Su Rao.

He seemed to want to say something, but his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Su Rao leaned forward involuntarily, trying to catch the ending of the sentence.

"Miss... could you please tell me your name?"

Xue Yanhao asked in a slightly shy tone.

"Su Rao."

She responded succinctly.

"Su Rao..."

Xue Yanhao muttered to himself that such an elegant name perfectly complemented the beauty in front of him, and both were equally pleasing to the eye.

But he soon realized that there seemed to be a deeper meaning behind this name.

Isn’t that the woman who made Prince Yi fall in love with her?

When he thought of this, Xue Yanhao's heart seemed to be poured with cold water, clear and cold.

That is my brother's sweetheart. How can I allow distracting thoughts to grow and taint this pure emotion?

He took a deep breath and reminded himself that there were some boundaries that could not be crossed no matter what.

Self-blame and guilt surged in like a tide, and every drop of it hit his heart heavily.

He took a deep breath and repeatedly reminded himself in his heart that he should not indulge in this useless emotional vortex.

We should cheer up and move forward courageously.

In his panic, he was like a gardener, using his willpower as scissors.

Quickly and decisively trim the cluttered thoughts in your heart until your mind becomes quiet and empty, leaving only a faint echo and naked coldness.

Prince Yi, wearing a black robe, sat in the dark room, silent.

His eyes were like deep cold pools, fixed on the warm scene outside the door.

The two friends were laughing and talking happily, and the sunlight seemed to stop for their joy and cast a soft glow.

"What do you think of Xue Yanhao?"

There was a concern hidden in this question that was not easily expressed.

"The prince is not only outstanding in appearance and elegant in manners, but also talented. He can even remember such a small detail as the candied haws. This is truly precious."

Mo Yi praised him endlessly, his eyes sparkling with sincere admiration.

However, the corners of Prince Yi's mouth were only slightly pursed, without any smile on his face.

The taut lines reveal the complex emotions inside.

"That's not the problem. Xue Yanhao's mother is too controlling, and that's a big problem."

There was an unquestionable calm analysis in his words.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yi frowned slightly and looked confused.

He thought to himself that he was not going to marry the prince.

The other party's mother's personality should be a matter of indifference to him, so why does Prince Yi care so much about it?

...Xue Yanhao left in a hurry, and his figure gradually became blurred in Su Rao's eyes.

But in her mind, she also pictured his youthful appearance when he was nineteen years old.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, 29-year-old Xue Yanhao has become a completely different person.

Life was difficult, he spent all day drinking and escaped from reality in drunkenness every night.

Su Rao witnessed this once brilliant young man become so destitute, and the regret in her heart grew heavier.

If, just if, Prince Yi could re-enter the secular world, inherit the throne, and ascend the throne as emperor, perhaps everything would be completely rewritten.

Su Rao smiled self-deprecatingly in her heart, imagining that if she could really encourage Prince Yi to break the rules, then wouldn't this be a great deed for the people?

But in a flash, she realized that her thoughts were too vague, and she couldn't help shaking her head, smiling bitterly at herself for being too naive.

Whenever Su Rao thought of Prince Yi's cold and stern face, she felt an indescribable headache.

She turned around gently and walked lightly into the meditation room, only to see Prince Yi closing his eyes and resting, as if he was about to immerse himself in meditation while chanting scriptures.

Su Rao silently complained in her heart: It really is rainy and dauntless, day after day...

Soon, Prince Yi slowly opened his eyes, with a hint of expectation in his eyes: "How is Xue Yanhao doing?"

Su Rao was about to repeat Mo Yi's previous praise, but she keenly caught the subtle change in Prince Yi's mood.

So he changed the subject: "The prince is indeed elegant and well-read, but in my humble opinion, how can he compare with you, Your Majesty? Your bravery and extraordinary temperament are rarely seen in the world."

The gloom on Prince Yi's face dissipated in an instant, and a barely perceptible hint of satisfaction flashed across his eyes.

Yes, Xue Yanhao was indeed not comparable to himself, so he decided to take charge himself and select suitable candidates more rigorously.

Almost at the same time, the news of Xue Yanhao's visit to the palace spread like a spring breeze and quickly blew into the heavily guarded imperial palace.

His Royal Highness Prince Yi, who has always been aloof from the hustle and bustle of the world, seems to have inadvertently taken a subtle step towards the complicated world of earthly life.

When the news came, some people in the palace showed joy on their faces, while others frowned and were filled with worry.

...Until the afternoon, Su Rao was still sitting quietly in the Buddhist temple, praying for a turn for the better.

But he gained nothing and finally had to leave unwillingly.

All kinds of tricks were used one after another, but they still couldn't touch the tip of the iceberg.

She began to realize that maybe she really needed to find another way.

Just when Su Rao was feeling depressed, an unexpected opportunity came.

Madam Huo, the younger sister of Concubine Cheng and the current wife of Marquis Huo, is a noble lady with a distinguished status and a royal decree.

An invitation was sent, inviting Princess Yi and Madam Su to attend her private tea party.

Mrs. Huo is well-known in the capital for her extensive network of contacts.