Let me be a concubine? I turned to someone else's arms

Xie Yun was lying on his stomach, his back and buttocks covered in blood. He had been beaten to pieces, it was too painful to look at. The blood had stained his clothes red and flowed down his body to the ground, forming a pool of blood.

His face was as pale as gold paper, his lips were bloodless, his eyes were closed, and he fell into a coma. His breathing was weak and it seemed like it could stop at any time.

Master Xie's heart trembled as he watched.

Dalang was shot with an arrow last time and his lungs were injured. Now he has finally recovered from his wound, but he was beaten again.

Taifu Xie looked at the pool of blood on the ground where his eldest son lay. His hands tightened little by little under his wide sleeves, and frost gradually formed in his eyes.

Xie Yun was carried to a side hall, and several imperial doctors came quickly, including Luo Ji.

When Master Xie saw Luo Ji, he hurriedly and excitedly pulled him over, "Lord Luo, hurry up, come and show it to my son!"

Without saying a word, Luo Ji quickly put down the medicine box, took Xie Yun's pulse, and lifted the bloody cloth to check the wound.

At this time, the blood had already stuck to the cloth, and when the cloth was pulled off, a large piece of flesh was taken with it.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp when seeing this. How serious must the injury be!

Seeing the bloody scene, Master Xie felt dizzy and his body was about to fall. Fortunately, Situ Wang held him up.

"Da Lang..." Master Xie couldn't help but cry out.

"Master, Mr. Xie is seriously injured. Fortunately, his bones are not damaged. He needs to recuperate for a month or so..." Luo Ji said as he cleaned the blood from the wound quickly, sprinkled some medicine powder, and finally bandaged it carefully.

The other doctors also said, "Thank you, Master Taifu, don't worry. The eldest son is fine. He just fainted from the pain."

Xie Yun's status was clear, so the guards who were carrying out the execution did not dare to gamble with their own lives and property, so they secretly showed mercy. The emperor did not really want to beat Xie Yun to death, but just wanted to make a statement in front of the people and tell the world that the royal dignity must not be violated.

Although Xie Jun's wounds looked scary, they were actually just flesh wounds. He was a martial artist and could get through it.

Hearing this, Master Xie relaxed a little and asked again: "When will Dalang wake up?"

"A few hours." Luo Ji said, "The old man gave you some anesthetic to relieve his pain."

Master Xie was extremely grateful, "Thank you, Lord Luo."

After applying medicine to Xie Yun and ensuring that his life was not in danger, Taifu Xie ordered people to send Xie Yun back home quickly.

Afterwards, Taifu Xie and Situ Wang left the side hall and went to the imperial study to thank the emperor for his magnanimity.

The king and his two ministers exchanged pleasantries in an official tone for more than half an hour before Grand Tutor Xie and Situ Wang took their leave.

As soon as Master Xie and the other man left, the emperor immediately put away the fake smile on his face and his expression suddenly turned cold.

Thinking of Jin Zhao lying in the Yongshou Palace, the emperor felt anxious, worried and angry.

He put down the gold-lacquered wolf-hair brush and said to the chief eunuch beside him: "How come the child that Ayu risked her life to keep has become a love-struck child? I don't know who he takes after!"

The butler bowed his head and nodded, smiling and said: "Your Highness the Second Prince is young and frivolous, so it is understandable that he falls in love with a girl. As the saying goes, even a hero cannot resist the temptation of a beautiful woman."

"Hmph." The emperor snorted, stood up from his desk, and paced back and forth in annoyance. "I think he is going to turn the tables! He doesn't want to learn from the good, but wants to learn from the likes of King Zhou and King You!"

The steward's forehead was sweating, and he didn't dare to respond to the emperor's words. He knew that the emperor favored Jin Zhao, so he could only say something nice, "Your Majesty, calm down. The Second Prince was just confused for a moment. No one is perfect. As long as you explain the key points to the Prince and teach him well, he will definitely change his ways..."

The emperor walked to the door with his hands behind his back, stopped and looked up at the sky outside the palace, without saying a word for a long time.

The chief eunuch bowed his head and did not dare to disturb.

After an unknown amount of time, the chief eunuch heard the king beside him say faintly: "Erlang is like me..."

Jin Zhao looks like his mother and has a personality like the emperor. Although he is in the royal family, he only loves one person. Unfortunately, there are too many things that are beyond his control...

The emperor sighed again, and finally ordered his men to go to Yongshou Palace.

Outside the Yongshou Palace, a group of eunuchs and palace maids stood guard, and heard a loud shout: "Your Majesty has arrived!"

In an instant, everyone knelt down in unison: "Your Majesty!"

The emperor seemed not to see them and walked straight into the hall.

Guyu and Jingzhe, who were standing beside the bed, knelt down as soon as they saw the emperor: "Your Majesty."

The emperor waved his hand, and the two men stood up and immediately stepped back a few steps to make enough space for the emperor.

The emperor stepped forward and looked at Jin Zhao, who was lying on the bed, dazed and awake. He became angry again and said, "From today on, you will be confined to your room for two months. Do you hear me?"

Jin Zhao saw clearly that the person coming was the emperor, and called out weakly: "Aye..."

At that moment, the emperor's anger disappeared, replaced by heartache. He was so disappointed that he lifted his robe and sat down beside Jin Zhao's bed, "You still know how to call me Aye, look at you now! You don't look like a prince at all! You disappoint me so much!"

Facing his father's anger, Jin Zhao pursed his lips and said slowly: "Father, I love her... It's not like, it's love. How can I watch her marry someone else?"

"Love, love, love. As a prince, is it possible that all you have in your mind is love?" The emperor's anger, which had just subsided, suddenly rose again, climbing higher and higher.

"Father, don't you love mother too? The feelings that I have for Qin'er are the same as the feelings that Father has for mother..."

He was unwilling to accept this. Before leaving Jingzhou, Qin'er had promised him that she would wait for him to pick her up. How could she go back on her word...

Why doesn't she understand and appreciate his difficulties...

Why doesn't she understand him like her mother understands her father?

Seeing his son's distraught look, the emperor was angry and helpless, and said: "She is just a woman, is it worth it for you to offend Wang and Xie?"

Jin Zhao stopped talking again.

He knew that he would offend Wang and Xie, but when he heard that Qin'er and Xie Yun were getting married, the jealousy in his heart was like a thousand poisonous ants gnawing at him. In addition, he had been having dreams recently. In his dreams, he dreamed that he and Qin'er were originally in harmony, but in reality, Xie Yun came to destroy their happiness.

He hates it!

I want to risk it for myself for once.

Seeing the unwillingness in Jin Zhao's eyes, the emperor said earnestly: "Erlang, you are a prince, what kind of woman do you want?"

This kind of words again, Jin Zhao said angrily: "But my minister only wants her!"

"Oh!"

Seeing Jin Zhao was so stubborn, the emperor slammed the bed and said, "We'll talk about it when you sit in my position!"

In an instant, everyone present knelt down in unison, wishing they were deaf!