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

The medicine juice fell in the air like black raindrops, wetting Zhao Xueyuan's delicate dress.

Her scream of shock echoed through the courtyard, and the two old women beside her hurried forward to support her.

Su Rao took the opportunity to stand up quickly and ran towards the gate of the courtyard. The desire to escape drove her steps.

However, fate is always full of drama, just a few steps away.

A familiar figure came towards them, and the two of them bumped into each other in a hurry.

A Rao, don't be afraid, it's me.

A gentle yet firm voice came from above, like the warm sunshine in spring, warming Su Rao's cold heart.

Su Rao's body paused involuntarily, and then fell limply into the warm embrace.

It’s Su Yi.

Su Yi hugged Su Rao tightly, his face stern, his eyes like sharp swords, pointing directly at Zhao Xueyuan: Concubine Zhao, what do you mean by this? Why did you do this to my sister in my mansion?

Facing Su Yi's questioning, Zhao Xueyuan showed no intention of backing down. Instead, a hint of pride flashed between her brows.

It turned out that it was the princess herself who came. This girl really has no idea of ​​etiquette. I called her here just to give her a vivid lesson in etiquette.

A Rao is my biological sister, and I should be personally responsible for her education.

Su Yi half-hugged Su Rao, trying to bypass the obstruction and walked out, with a firm attitude that would not tolerate any rebuttal.

However, Zhao Xueyuan signaled with a look.

Several servants immediately stood in front of them, blocking their way.

Su Yi's face turned cold in an instant: Concubine Zhao, what is your purpose? Are you going to disobey even my order?

Zhao Xueyuan sneered sharply, her eyes full of provocation and disdain: Who do you think you are, trying to show off in front of me?

Su Yi's face was covered with lividity, and her inner fear and conflict were obvious.

The cold figure of the queen and the indifferent and ruthless faces in the palace.

The cruel punishment hidden behind it all made her shudder. But if Su Rao was sacrificed for this, her fate would be doomed to tragedy.

Su Rao was involved in all this because of her, not just because she was her blood relative.

It was all her hope and sustenance, she couldn't and didn't want to give up...

Sister, please keep her here. Once I have trained her properly, I will naturally send her back to you in good condition.

Zhao Xueyuan's eyes swept over Su Rao coldly, with a threat and complacency in her eyes.

Su Yi held Su Rao's arms tighter. Her expression was extremely determined, and she would never compromise with this evil force.

Zhao Xueyuan, don't forget, we are all of royal blood. Aren't you afraid of retribution for treating my relatives like this? Or do you want me to bear this injustice with you?

The sneer on Zhao Xueyuan's lips deepened, and she gently winked at the old woman beside her.

The woman took a step forward without hesitation, looking aggressive, as if she was going to do something bad to Su Yi...

"Concubine Zhao, I would like to stay and listen to your teachings, but the prince is in urgent need of someone to serve him. As a concubine, it is my duty and it is difficult for me to disobey..."

Su Rao tried hard to squeeze out these words, her tone mixed with subtle bitterness and helplessness.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Xueyuan's mouth, but her eyes were full of sneer: "You are still trying to get along with me. You follow the prince like a shadow every day, but the prince never speaks to you and never touches you with a finger. It shows that you are just so-so in his heart. Even if I really teach you a lesson, the prince will probably thank me for removing the noise from his ears!"

Just as he finished speaking, a gentle but somewhat urgent voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard gate: "Is Madam Su here?"

Zhao Xueyuan raised her head suddenly, and when her eyes met the newcomer's, she was so surprised that she was speechless for a moment: "Mo...Mo Yi, why are you here?"

Mo Yi bowed slightly and saluted. Although his face was calm, he could not hide his concern: "Is the concubine well? Madam Su doesn't seem to be in good condition. What happened?"

In this situation, Zhao Xueyuan's heart was suddenly in a tangled mess with mixed feelings.

Mo Yi, as the prince's most trusted and trusted servant, always obeys the prince's orders.

Does his appearance at this moment mean that the prince is also looking for Su Rao...

Could it be that the prince really has feelings for this lowly concubine? !

Seeing this, Su Yi suddenly spoke, her voice containing three parts of amusement and seven parts of seriousness: "Concubine Zhao, how about we go to see the prince together? This will save a lot of red tape and solve the problem as soon as possible."

Zhao Xueyuan stared at Su Yi with sharp eyes, trying to find out his true intentions.

What are the considerations behind Su Yi's suggestion?

Su Yi continued half jokingly and half seriously: "The prince loves me. Seeing my miserable appearance, he will not let go of the people who hurt me easily. If you go with me, it will not only show your magnanimity, but also prevent the prince from sending others to disturb your peace."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Xueyuan's face turned pale in an instant.

There was disbelief and panic in her tone: "My Lord, why would you punish me, a concubine, just because of a lowly concubine?"

The louder she protested, the more fear and anxiety she felt inside became.

Su Yi pressed on step by step, her tone somewhat cold: "Concubine Zhao is right. The prince is kind and does not want to see bloodshed. In this case, I can only whisper to the prince at the right time, so that when the prince thinks of Concubine Zhao, the image that comes to his mind is that of a vicious and jealous person."

Zhao Xueyuan was so angry when she heard this that she almost suffocated!

How dare such a humble woman openly challenge her authority!

However, Zhao Xueyuan's identity is special after all. As the queen's niece, Su Yi cannot take direct action against her for the time being.

Therefore, he could only use words as swords, torturing her mind day after day, leaving her with no peace for a moment.

The servants in the palace are all shrewd. They know very well that once they gain the favor of the prince, they will become the most prominent people in the palace.

From then on, there were no more obstacles in Su Rao's path, and those former stumbling blocks had to be kept out of the way.

Su Yi carefully supported Su Rao and walked out of the yard slowly step by step.

As she stepped out of the door, Su Rao looked at Mo Yi with a trace of gratitude in her eyes: "Mo Yi, today's matter is all thanks to you."

Mo Yi stared at the scars all over her body, frowning, full of worry: "You are usually very smart, how could you be bullied like this?"

Su Rao smiled bitterly, but there was a tenacity in her eyes that could not be ignored: "It's like a mad dog barking wildly, biting everyone it sees, what can I do?"

Mo Yi shook his head and sighed: "Even though he's injured like this, he still refuses to give in."

After saying this, he turned around and was about to leave, but he deliberately raised his voice, as if to tell others: "First take good care of your injuries, and it won't be too late to see the prince after you recover."