The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

"Queen, please spare me! Queen, please spare me!"

"Sixth Prince, he..."

"He really covets Concubine Rong..."

Her voice echoed in the hall, revealing deep fear and despair, which made people feel uneasy.

Luo Xunbei's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Mingyue who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes full of surprise: "Mingyue, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Mingyue raised her head, tears had already blurred her vision, and her voice was filled with tears: "Sixth Prince, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I really can't hide it any longer!"

"Shut up!" Luo Xunbei's face changed instantly and he shouted harshly.

He leaned forward suddenly, grabbed Mingyue's shoulders with both hands, and shook her vigorously: "What are you talking about? Is someone threatening you? Tell me now!"

Mingyue's body was shaken by him, tears falling like beads from a broken string, but she just kept repeating, "I'm sorry... Sixth Prince, I'm sorry..."

When Concubine Jing saw this, the anger in her eyes almost burst out.

Mingyue is the personal maid that Concubine Jing gave to Luo Xunbei. She has been with Luo Xunbei for many years. She is smart and loyal, but no one knows why she is like this today.

She took a few steps forward, raised her hand and slapped Mingyue hard. The crisp applause exploded in the hall: "Bitch! How dare you slander the master! Are you so bold?"

Mingyue staggered from the slap and fell to the ground, her cheek swelling up rapidly.

She held onto the ground and said in a trembling voice, "My Lady Imperial Concubine, everything I said is true! The Sixth Prince is indeed coveting Empress Rong Guipin..."

"Nonsense!" Luo Xunbei's voice rose, with disbelief and anger in his eyes.

Mingyue cried so hard that her voice was full of tears, but she didn't dare to raise her head. She knelt on the ground and just sobbed, "I am guilty. I shouldn't have kept it secret from the Queen and the Empress... But I couldn't bear to see the Sixth Prince act like this... I..."

Before she finished her words, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the palace gate: "Ah!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw a bright figure slowly stepping into the hall.

The one who came in was Concubine Chunhong. She was wearing a pink palace dress, a tasseled belt around her waist, and palace shoes embellished with diamonds. She was tripped by Mingyue's fall and was now slightly sideways with a look of panic on her face.

"Lady Chunhong!" Concubine Jing frowned even more tightly, her voice as cold as frost, "What are you doing here?"

Before Lady Chunhong could speak, the maidservant beside her angrily kicked Mingyue who had fallen to the ground, kicking her further away, and said with contempt: "Who is this bitch blocking the way?"

Concubine Chunhong raised her hand to signal the maid to leave, and bowed to the queen with her skirt slightly raised: "I came to visit Concubine Jing, but I didn't expect... to encounter such a thing..."

Her tone was gentle yet tentative, and her eyes inadvertently swept across Mingyue who was kneeling on the ground and Concubine Jing who was standing beside her, with a faint smile at the corners of her lips.

Something's wrong, something's wrong...

Concubine Jing suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart.

She knew that all this was no accident. All the things and all the people seemed to be caught in a carefully woven web, approaching each other step by step.

Mingyue's confession, the appearance of Concubine Chunhong at this time, and Luo Xunbei's panic, all these details made her feel deeply suspicious.

She didn't have much contact with Concubine Chunhong on weekdays, and it could even be said that they had almost no close friendship. Why did Concubine Chunhong appear in Ruifu Palace today, and at this sensitive moment?

She suppressed her inner anger, slowly withdrew her gaze, and silently calculated the situation in her mind.

At this moment, Concubine Jing felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet and going straight to her heart.

When Luo Xunbei heard Mingyue's accusation, he was immediately thrown into confusion.

At that moment, all the calmness and confidence seemed to disappear without a trace, replaced by a teenager's fear and anxiety.

His heart was beating violently, his mind was in a mess, and he tried desperately to explain himself, but he felt that he was oppressed by an unspeakable pressure, and all his words became pale and powerless.

Every word Mingyue said was like a knife, stabbing into his heart.

“Mother… Mother…” Luo Xunbei knelt on the ground and eagerly crawled to Concubine Jing. His hands almost grabbed the hem of Concubine Jing’s skirt. “I didn’t… Don’t believe her words… I really didn’t…”

Concubine Jing's mood became increasingly heavy, and she looked at Concubine Chunhong standing beside her.

Concubine Chunhong stood aside with a smile on her face, her eyes indifferent, as if nothing had happened and as if this farce had nothing to do with her.

The news that "the Sixth Prince covets Concubine Rong" spread like wildfire.

On the corridor, the servants were discussing secretly.

Shen Runing left Qiuzhi in the Shen Mansion and brought Chunzhi to the palace so that they could take care of each other inside and outside the palace.

"Chun Zhi, do you feel that the atmosphere in the palace today is a little off?"

Chunzhi looked around cautiously and noticed that the behavior of the palace maids and eunuchs around him was somewhat unusual.

Normally these people are very busy, but today they seem to be discussing something secretly, and some even gather in groups of three or four to whisper. The atmosphere is more tense and depressing than usual.

"Indeed, the atmosphere in the palace today is very wrong."

"Miss, why don't you find a place to hide first? I don't know this place, so I'll sneak in and find out what these people are talking about."

Shen Runing thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, you should be more careful and don't let people get suspicious."

Chunzhi responded respectfully, then straightened her clothes, walked forward as if nothing had happened, and gradually disappeared into the crowd.

Shen Runing leaned against the palace wall, chose a less conspicuous corner to stand, silently watching Chunzhi's back, his eyes calm and composed.

She has always been cautious, knowing full well that in this deep palace, one careless mistake could lead to eternal damnation.

I stood against the red wall for a while, looking up at the clouds in the sky. The sun shone through the clouds. It was obviously a sunny day, but I felt inexplicably depressed.

Just when she relaxed a little, suddenly, a very light wind sound came from behind her.

Shen Runing's expression tensed, and he almost subconsciously reached his hand into his sleeve pocket. With a light twist of his fingertips, he touched the silver needle that had been prepared long ago.

She adjusted her breathing calmly, secretly on guard, and then slowly turned back.

A figure stood silently behind her.