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

"No need to do that, I have my own arrangements."

Prince Yi's voice was neither cold nor overly enthusiastic, and there was a hint of firmness in his calmness.

The words floated gently, but stirred up a thousand waves in Su Rao's heart.

Her heart tightened, and she couldn't help but wonder what the hidden meaning of this sudden "arrangement" was?

Could it be that he is dissatisfied with himself, or is he making some plans for the future?

During this period of time, Prince Yi always seemed to like leaving mysteries in front of her. Every conversation was inevitably confusing. The confusion in her heart was like a vine that was getting tighter and tighter, and she was almost suffocated by the endless suspicion.

At this moment, the door of the Huo Mansion opened again to the distinguished guests.

This man was dressed in gorgeous brocade clothes, and his demeanor revealed an unconcealable aristocratic air. His features were vaguely similar to those of Prince Yi, but his temperament was completely different.

If Prince Yi is the cold plum blossom in winter, standing proudly against the frost, then this one is the warm sun in spring, gentle and full of vitality.

He had a warm smile on his face, and every look and every movement was just right, like a nobleman walking out of an ancient scroll, with upbringing and grace in every move.

The visitor was none other than the prestigious Prince of Qi, who was eight years older than Prince Yi and was now in his prime at the age of twenty-eight.

His appearance instantly caused ripples, and everyone's eyes were involuntarily focused on him.

The King of Qi has many supporters inside and outside the court, and almost everyone believes that the future imperial power will be firmly in his hands.

Although the existence of Prince Yi added some uncertainty to this succession drama, in the eyes of most people, Prince Qi's path to the throne was still the most likely scenario.

The King of Qi walked calmly among the crowd with a smile on his face. He soon spotted the figure of the King of Yi. He walked quickly forward, his tone full of affection and nostalgia.

"Sixth brother, we haven't seen each other for many years. I really miss you."

After saying this, he glanced at Prince Yi and commented approvingly, "Look, he's taller now, and more heroic than before."

However, in the face of such affection, Prince Yi simply turned his eyes away. His cold reaction made the air around them freeze a little.

But the King of Qi seemed to not care at all, and continued to talk to himself, with a hint of amusement in his words: "My royal brother is finally willing to go out for a walk. How can it be more interesting to look at those Buddhist scriptures and Buddha statues all day long than to be in this prosperous and colorful world?"

Then, his gaze turned to Su Yi beside him, and a gleam of inquiry flashed in his eyes.

"Could this be the emperor's younger brother's wife?"

Su Yi reacted quickly and bowed politely: "My concubine greets my third brother."

The King of Qi smiled and waved his hand, indicating that she didn't need to be so polite. He then turned his gaze to Su Rao, and his gentle eyes seemed to hide deep meaning. "So, who is this person?"

Su Rao felt that in that seemingly gentle gaze, there was a heart-pounding power hidden, which made her feel as if she was on pins and needles and unable to find peace.

It was a feeling of déjà vu, which instantly reminded her of her past life - she had fallen into the cage of King Qi, and the price of her escape was the unsightly scar. However, Shen Jinghong, the man she trusted, responded to all this with indifference, blaming her for offending King Qi and implicating himself.

In that memory, no one was willing to shelter her from the wind and rain, and she experienced the coldness of human nature in loneliness and despair.

"My royal brother just addressed me as a brother, but in the blink of an eye you are looking at my partner with such a look. What on earth does this mean?" Prince Yi's voice was as cold as ice, breaking the harmonious atmosphere on the scene.

Even the King of Qi, who was always able to handle things with ease, looked forced in the face of such direct questioning. His fake smile instantly froze and almost twisted.

Originally, he was only slightly curious about Su Rao, but now, under the instigation of Prince Yi, he actually felt an urge to explore...

However, just as everyone was expecting more embarrassing scenes, the gloom on his face was quickly replaced by a warm smile: "My royal brother just loves to joke."

These light-hearted words made the atmosphere around them relaxed.

After saying this, he flicked his sleeves, turned around gracefully, and walked towards the seat at the table next to him.

Every move he made exuded a kind of dignity and composure that was beyond words.

An indescribable warmth surged in Su Rao's heart.

Before this, she had never expected that Prince Yi would defend her in such a subtle but firm way on such an occasion.

As the auspicious moment arrived, the entire hall seemed to be holding its breath.

The bride and groom walked in slowly. Huo Chengjun was wearing a gorgeous red wedding gown inlaid with gold and silver threads and embroidered with intricate phoenix patterns. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Yin Taochen beside her was also dressed in a festive red outfit, but his handsome face did not show the slightest joy of a newlywed. His stern expression made him move mechanically, as if he were an emotionless sculpture.

There was an imperceptible change in Su Yi's eyes, like surprise or worry.

Yin Taochen's eyes also passed over her inadvertently, and in that moment of confusion, it seemed as if he was looking for a figure that could comfort his soul.

However, this delicate emotional exchange was quickly overwhelmed by the cruelty of reality.

Yin Taochen quickly returned to his usual coldness, while Su Yi responded with impeccable gentleness and dignity. The temperament she exuded showed the demeanor of a future princess.

Su Rao sighed silently in her heart. Judging only from the memories of her past life, Huo Chengjun's noble status as an imperial concubine and her cousin the Prince of Qi, who had a unique style of doing things and was affectionate yet cruel, were indeed a match made in heaven. But how much human distortion and sacrifice were hidden behind this combination?

"A worship of heaven and earth..."

Su Rao's deep disgust and resistance grew stronger and stronger. She could not accept this marriage which seemed gorgeous but actually concealed a tragedy.

"Second worship high hall..."

Huo Chengjun and Yin Taochen bowed deeply to Madam Huo and Marquis Lu who were sitting high up, and the two elders smiled warmly.

Under the red veil, Huo Chengjun's heartbeat should be filled with longing for a happy life in the future. Only Yin Taochen's face was still as cold and indifferent as ice and snow.

"Husband and wife pay homage..."

As the last bow was about to be completed, everything seemed to be settled. Su Rao still had a glimmer of hope in her heart. She longed for a miracle to happen to break the misfortune that was about to happen.

At this moment, a servant rushed into the hall in a hurry, breaking everyone's expectations: "Madam, Lord, there is a fire in the mansion!"

Su Rao felt an indescribable sense of relief in her heart, as if there was indeed a will from heaven that had heard her prayers.