Demoted from wife to concubine? Reborn, the mistress of a noble family plots another high-status mar

Chapter 157

That's quite clever.

"The two of them will protect you secretly. Is that alright?"

Yun Xiyue felt uneasy; wasn't this tantamount to secretly monitoring her and the Yun family?

The best relationship between them is that of a ruler and his subject.

“Your Majesty, if you need my help, just send someone to bring me to the palace. I will come. There’s no need for secret guards, right? My father has already found quite a few people to protect me in secret.”

She kept refusing him, and Murong Yu couldn't help but get angry. He sneered, "Fine! Then come here."

Yun Xiyue's palms tightened, and she could feel the sudden chill emanating from him. "Your Majesty..."

"Come here." The man exuded a powerful aura of pressure.

No matter how audacious Yun Xiyue was, she wouldn't dare disobey him at this moment. She slowly walked up to him and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me! I will not disobey you again next time."

She spoke in a low voice, as if begging for mercy.

Murong Yu reached out and pulled her into his arms, his arm tightly around her waist. "Don't move, or I can't guarantee you'll be able to walk out standing up."

Yunxi Yue didn't dare to move.

His handsome face gradually came into view.

"Your Majesty..."

This is the Imperial Garden, in broad daylight.

Still in the pavilion.

Yun Xiyue's heart was pounding. She pressed her hands against his chest and pushed him away forcefully, but the man's body remained unmoved. The pressure on his waist tightened, making it hard for her to breathe.

The man's cool lips approached, tentatively touching the water's surface...

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine is insisting on seeing you."

Murong Yu paused, his brows furrowing with icy displeasure. "Tell her to get lost. If she dares to disturb my peace again, send her to Baohua Temple to reflect on her actions."

The guards around him looked down at their toes.

Fu Gonggong didn't dare to look up for more than a second, wiped away his cold sweat and hurriedly ran to the entrance of the Imperial Garden.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor is furious! If you do not return soon and disturb the Emperor's peace, you will be sent to Baohua Temple to reflect on your actions."

Consort Pei froze. "Cousin... how could he do this to me? What is he doing? Isn't he with Yun Xiyue?"

"Miss Yun disturbed His Majesty's peace and quiet, and was punished by being made to kneel." Eunuch Fu quickly made up a reason.

"His Majesty has issued an order today that no one is allowed to disturb the Imperial Garden. Miss Yun entered unintentionally."

"I have disturbed His Majesty's feeding of the koi. I am now kneeling outside the pavilion as punishment. If you do not believe me, you can go in and see for yourself. But let me tell you in advance, the remorse I mentioned earlier was spoken by His Majesty himself."

Consort Pei stood there looking around. She couldn't see the lotus pond or the pavilion from here, and the area was guarded by imperial guards.

She knew the Emperor's temper; he was a man of his word, and if she really displeased him, even the Empress Dowager wouldn't be able to protect her.

"Hmph, I have prepared lily and lotus seed soup. Please take it to the Emperor. If the Emperor eats it, I will leave."

This is a threat to Grandpa Fu.

The Emperor would definitely not eat the food she sent.

The idea was to have Eunuch Fu persuade the Emperor to eat it.

Consort Pei was always arrogant and domineering, and Eunuch Fu felt uncomfortable, but dared not show it in the slightest. "This old servant will send it in to His Majesty right away."

......

Yun Xiyue's palms were sweating profusely; she couldn't leave, nor could she retreat.

"Don't be afraid, I will make her leave."

"What harm would it do to let people know?"

Murong Yu couldn't wait for people to know about their relationship, but the woman didn't want to be discovered as his woman. He wondered if she would cry and make a scene if he made a sudden announcement.

It's better if she cries and makes a fuss; the real fear is that she'll hold a grudge and then hate him.