The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

She finally reacted, blushing and about to break free from his embrace, "Go to sleep."

Ishihara Qing was reluctant to let go.

But he was indeed feeling a bit uncomfortable, and after a brief consideration, he finally yielded to her strength and released his arm.

As a result, as soon as his arms were empty, he felt a little regretful and immediately reached out to hold the person tightly again.

"Hold me while I sleep," he kissed the top of her head and begged her softly, "An Ning, let me hold you while I sleep."

Xie An Ning didn't say a word, but under his gentle coaxing, she softened her body, nestled obediently in his arms, and closed her eyes.

It was a strange feeling for her to be so close to a man other than Wang Shaofu.

That night, Xie An Ning had too many things on his mind and could not sleep well.

The same goes for Ishihara Kyo.

For a normal man, the woman he has been thinking about for more than ten years is in his arms, but he cannot be abrupt or inappropriate. It is a sweet torture both physically and mentally.

It would be strange if I could sleep soundly.

But the long night will eventually pass.

The sky was turning pale.

The time for the trial finally arrived, and Xie Anning got up early.

The murder of the imperial concubine involved several prominent families, and the number of people involved was far more than a thousand.

There were several families like Xie Anning who were implicated by their servants. These people were not accomplices, so when the case was tried, it was not their turn to go to court to give their testimony. They all waited in prison for the result.

What makes Xie An Ning different from them is that she doesn't need to go to jail, but can wait directly in this courtyard.

As one of the chief judges, Ishihara Qing certainly could not stay here with her.

After breakfast, he gave a few gentle instructions and left.

Xie Anning personally sent him to the gate of the courtyard. When he turned back, he saw Wang Yong and Wang Wu.

They stayed in the courtyard all night and witnessed with their own eyes that their mistress spent the night in the same room with another man.

At this moment, the two of them looked extremely ugly.

Meeting the two people's gazes, Xie Anning paused and looked at the door behind them.

There was no sound from inside, it seemed that Wang Shaofu had not woken up yet.

She pursed her lips, too lazy to say anything more, and was about to go back to the house when Wang Wu called her.

"Madam, have you ever thought about where your master is going by doing this?"

Xie Anning frowned at the blunt questioning. "Don't call me Madam. I'm not your Madam!"

It was early in the morning and she didn't want to get angry, but someone insisted on making her unhappy, so she couldn't bear it. "As for your master, that's his business. Since you are so loyal to him, why don't you persuade him to stay away from me and live in peace."

As she spoke, her eyes turned cold. "I'm not a good-tempered person. I won't tolerate your repeated offenses. Remember, I'm a member of the Xie family, not a wife of the Wang family."

After saying this, she turned and went back to her room, leaving the two retainers who were standing there to speak up for their master.

When Wang Shaofu woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.

The sunlight shines in through the window lattice.

Warm and dazzling.

He stared at it, his eyes empty and lifeless.

It's like being lost in one's own world, lost in thought.

The complex memories that suddenly flooded into his mind during his brief coma yesterday were completely digested by him after a night's rest.

Frame by frame, like a slow-motion scene, slowly emerges in my mind.

The irrefutable truth is presented before our eyes in a bloody manner.

It turns out that... in another world, his peace of mind had already been found because of his death once.

He betrayed her.

His parents killed her.

It hurts both the heart and the body.

Abandoned by her husband, her beloved daughter died young, and her mother-in-law made things difficult for her...

In the end, she was killed by a cup of poisoned wine and buried in the Wang family's ancestral tomb as the wife of the enemy.

The girl he raised with care and never wanted to let suffer any grievances actually had to endure all these hardships.

Tears rolled down from the corners of my eyes and sank into my hair.

This was the scene Wang Yong saw when he entered the room again to see if his master had woken up.

He was dignified and gentle, like the breeze and the bright moon. He was always calm and composed in the face of difficulties. The master who was almost omnipotent was crying silently.

His eyes were dull and lifeless, revealing a sense of impending death.

If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, he would have thought...

Wang Wu fell to his knees with a thud, choking with sobs, "Master, please take care of yourself. If you die like this, it will only bring grief to your loved ones and joy to your enemies."

The "relatives" here refer to the Wang family, and the enemies are naturally Ishihara Qing, who was seeking revenge for stealing his wife, and Xie An Ning, the former mistress who was fickle.

In the eyes of several subordinates, there is no woman in the world more cruel than Xie Anning.

However, to Wang Shaofu, it had a different meaning.

Yes, An Ning is still alive.

She is still alive.

His eyes, which were filled with death, slowly blinked. Wang Shaofu turned his neck and looked at his subordinate who was kneeling on the ground. "Where is she?"

It's self-evident who this 'she' is.

Thinking about last night...

Wang Yong couldn't hide his anger and said, "Since the mistress is already heartless, why are you so persistent? She invited the young man from the Shi family to spend the night with her in her room last night, and personally sent him out of the courtyard this morning. The two of them are in love and in harmony, and they don't care about you at all."

Last night, I invited the young master from the Shi family to spend a wonderful night with me in my room...

Perhaps the pain was too much, and the more terrible pain had penetrated into his soul like a maggot in his tarsal bones. When he learned that his beloved woman had spent the night with another man while he was unconscious, Wang Shaofu did not feel much pain at first.

He just listened quietly for a long time, then asked masochistically, "What's going on in there?"

He also wanted to ask how many times they ordered water last night.

But the sweet and fishy taste that surged into his throat made him stop talking.

Wang Yong couldn't believe that such a humiliating and self-deceiving question was asked by his master.

It's like, as long as there's no action, it doesn't matter if we spend a night together...

Wang Yong almost gritted his teeth, but still didn't dare to lie and confessed, "...nothing."

But sleeping in the same bed means everything.

Is it really...important?

Anyway!

Wang Yong never thought that one day he would be angry with his master for not fighting back.

However, to his surprise, Wang Shaofu did not seem very happy when he heard this.

His expression was calm as he said, "Go and ask the lady to come over. Tell her I have something to tell her."

"...Yes!" No matter how reluctant Wang Yong was, he could only accept the order.

Breakfast came in before Xie An Ning.

A bowl of warm and nourishing meat porridge, just out of the pot, steaming.

Wang Shaofu had no appetite, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but he started washing up.

After a night of sleep, he had made up for some sleep and looked much better than yesterday.

Although it still looks gray, it has somewhat regained its elegant appearance.

With a good foundation, just a little tidying up, the elegant and noble young man will be back.

When Xie An Ning came in, the first thing she saw was a man sitting on a sickbed. He was dressed neatly in his pajamas, his hair was tied up with a jade crown, and his face was clean.

She felt an inexplicable strangeness in her heart and her brows furrowed unconsciously.