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

But driven by love, an impulse of recklessness surges in his bones.

The power of love can make people so brave that they are even willing to give up everything.

"Sister, why didn't you agree to him?"

Su Rao asked softly, with confusion between her brows.

How could sister's heart not be rippled when Yin Taochen could be so resolute?

In this deep mansion, on one side is the love in one's heart, and on the other side are the day-to-day constraints and unpredictable fears.

If it were someone else, they would have chosen to pursue the other side of freedom long ago.

"I... I changed my mind at that time. If I leave now, then what will you... what will you do?"

Su Yi's answer was as soft as a mosquito's whisper, but it struck Su Rao's heart hard.

For her?

This thought was like a warm spring breeze, blowing across the softest part of Su Rao's heart, bringing with it a hint of sadness and a deep sense of emotion.

"Sister, you led me into this chaotic palace. How could I bear to see you alone in this high-walled courtyard?"

Su Rao's voice was slightly choked with sobs. She paused for a moment, as if she had made a decision in her heart, and continued, "You once said that you longed for a peaceful and tranquil life. If this world only allows one wish to come true, I would like that lucky person to be you. I always dreamed of becoming stronger, strong enough to be your safe haven. Now it seems that I was too naive. Not only did I fail to support you, but I also made you worry about me."

Su Rao, as the daughter of the Su family, grew up under various teachings.

She appears dignified and sensible, and is able to manage household affairs as well as affairs of state, but her inner innocence and persistence are treasures that are difficult for many people to see.

These days, she thought over and over again that perhaps escaping from this golden cage would be the real relief.

By leaving here, at least I can avoid becoming a pawn in court struggles, especially those aimed at hurting my sister.

"Sister, you have never been a burden to me."

Su Rao hugged Su Yi tightly and said firmly.

How can a sister like this be a burden?

What she gives is endless care and support, and is a warm support.

"Sister, don't let your imagination run wild. If they really want to threaten me in the power struggle in the palace, they can find a thousand ways to do it. Even without you, they can still use mother as a bargaining chip."

Su Rao's words were filled with unquestionable rationality, trying to comfort Su Yi.

Su Yi's heartstrings were gently plucked. Her sister's words were like a ray of sunshine that penetrated the haze in her heart and slightly alleviated her guilt.

"Sister, I need you. No matter how bumpy the road ahead is, as long as we sisters walk side by side, there will be no difficulties that we cannot overcome." There was a rekindled light in Su Yi's eyes, and that was the color of hope.

……

As night fell, Su Rao set out for Jingxin Pavilion after dinner.

The gate of the courtyard was closed tightly, and the iron lock was cold and hard, like an insurmountable chasm.

She stared at the cold lock, knowing in her heart that if she could not enter today, everyone in the palace would guess that she was no longer favored, and this rumor would surely spread into the palace as quickly as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

So, Su Rao stood in front of the tightly closed door for a long time, her inner struggle raging like a raging river.

Finally, she made a decision and knelt down on the hard stone road.

This kneeling was loud and resolute, echoing in the silent courtyard, as if even the air was shaking.

For a delicate and beautiful woman like Su Rao, the sound of kneeling was enough to arouse pity.

Mo Yi, who was guarding the door, was startled and hurried forward, "Madam Rao, why are you doing this?"

His face was full of surprise and confusion.

"I understand that I have offended the prince with my faults. I only ask him to forgive me. Even if he does not want to meet me now, I am willing to kneel here until he is willing to open his heart and listen to me."

Su Rao's answer was full of firmness that could not be refused, and her eyes were gleaming with determination.

She knew that today, she had to meet Prince Yi, no matter what the cost.

In fact, Su Rao was engaging in a silent but intense gamble, betting on whether Prince Yi still had even a trace of tender feelings for her in his seemingly cold heart.

This uncertain emotion is like a glimmer of light in the dark night, and it is the key to the success of her self-torture plan.

Her knees pressed against the sharp gravel on the ground every minute and every second.

Those tiny and hard stones seemed to be deliberately biting her skin, and the pain gradually gathered into a latent river, flowing slowly in her body.

As the sun set, the last ray of afterglow in the sky quietly disappeared, and the cold wind that followed was like a cunning thief, taking advantage of the opportunity to sneak in, ruthlessly intensifying the pain in her knee.

Su Rao bit her lower lip tightly to prevent a sob from leaking out, her eyes were determined.

It was like declaring war on this unprovoked suffering and would never show weakness easily.

This scene naturally attracted the attention of everyone around, and the discussion in the crowd gradually heated up. Everyone's eyes were attracted to her like a magnet, waiting for the outcome of this silent confrontation.

As time passed, an hour seemed to be extremely long, but the door that symbolized hope and rejection remained silent. No one among the onlookers could suppress their curiosity and contempt any more.

"Hey, isn't this Su Rao, the famous lady in the palace? What's going on here? Why is she kneeling here begging for mercy?"

A sour remark pierced through the crowd like a sharp arrow and shot straight at Su Rao. The speaker was Zhao Xueyuan.

The smug look on her face was like ice in winter, chilling to the bone.

Su Rao slowly raised her head, and her eyes met Zhao Xueyuan's face, which was filled with sarcasm.

Zhao Xueyuan leaned down with an elegant and arrogant posture, and her slender fingertips gently lifted Su Rao's lower body.

The sharp nails almost touched Su Rao's delicate skin, as if provoking her, or declaring her victory.

"Tsk tsk, look at this little face, it's so tender that you can squeeze water out of it. It makes me feel sad just looking at it. How could the old Prince Yi have the heart to let you suffer this injustice?"

There was sarcasm in his words, but there was a hint of jealousy and resentment in his eyes that could not be ignored.

Zhao Xueyuan stared at Su Rao's face that was both innocent and charming, feeling mixed emotions.

It was this face that made Prince Yi's gaze linger, softened his heart, and also made him sleepless for countless nights, with hatred in his heart growing like weeds.

Whenever she imagined that the usually cold and aloof Prince Yi showed his tender side in front of Su Rao, her heart felt as if it was being gnawed by worms of jealousy, and the pain was unbearable.

I wish I could destroy that beauty with my own hands and let Su Rao experience the heart-wrenching pain.

However, due to Prince Yi's protection, she could only suppress her anger and wait patiently, hoping that one day Prince Yi's favor would completely disappear from Su Rao.

Just when Zhao Xueyuan wanted to take this opportunity to attack, Su Rao counterattacked with an unquestionable cold tone.