【Transmigration + Salted Fish + Tyrant + Mind Reading + Counterattack】
"I'm in the Cold Palace, and I just used a bowl of fermented glutinous rice balls to tie down the Tyrant's s...
Chapter 421 A Good Show
Meanwhile, at the banquet, the atmosphere seemed to have returned to normal, but undercurrents were actually surging.
In the northern desert delegation, although Tubar was outwardly still drinking and chatting, his eyes would occasionally drift towards the dark area at the edge of the camp.
That girl Tana, though of lowly status, has a ruthless streak and a cleverness that can be useful.
Once Ayina's scandalous deeds are confirmed, this arrogant princess will be finished.
However, since they were here for a marriage alliance, they still needed to think of a way to appease the Emperor of Liang.
Huo Lin leaned back lazily in his chair, tapping the table with his fingertips, taking in Tubar's expression.
[Hmph, fool, still dreaming? Do you really think my shadow guards are just for show?]
Those despicable thoughts of his have long been exposed to me.
Just wait, they'll be crying soon.
Jiang Huan was drinking milk tea when she heard Huo Lin's thoughts and raised an eyebrow slightly.
Oh wow, judging from this, there's going to be some fun to watch.
Tsk tsk, no wonder he's an emperor, he's got more tricks up his sleeve than a honeycomb briquette.
The live-action palace drama is about to begin, and she's ready! We're excited!
Sure enough, not long after, a commotion of voices, accompanied by a woman's exclamation, came from the direction of the distant camp. Although it was hard to hear clearly from the distance, the noise was obviously strange.
Tubarton immediately perked up, a hint of excitement flashing in his eyes.
Here she is, and Tana certainly didn't disappoint him!
He immediately stood up, bowed, and said, "Your Majesty, the commotion seems to be coming from the warm tent area where you are changing clothes. There are shouts and cries. I wonder what has happened? Should we go and check it out?"
Huo Lin sneered inwardly, but remained outwardly calm. He slowly put down his wine glass and lightly tapped the table with his fingertip.
[The stage was set up quite quickly; are you already in such a hurry to have me attend?]
"Very well, I'll see how well they can put on this show."
He slowly rose to his feet, his tone calm: "Since the envoy is so concerned, then let's go and see."
Jiang Huan perked up: "Me too! Me too!"
Huo Lin looked down at her eager expression, shook his head helplessly, and reached out to support her.
"Stay close to me, don't wander off, watch your step."
[She's pregnant and still loves to join in the fun, fine, with me here, I'll make sure she doesn't get hurt.]
Jiang Huan nodded immediately, snuggling close to him, her face filled with barely suppressed curiosity.
Seeing this, Tubar was secretly delighted and quickly led the way, looking worried.
Other members of the delegation and some officials who had been drawn by the commotion also rose and surrounded the emperor and empress, heading towards the noisy tent area.
The closer one got to the heated tent, the clearer the sounds inside became: a man's heavy breathing mixed with a woman's moans that sounded like a mixture of pain and pleasure, an unbearable sight.
Upon arriving at the tent, the sounds emanating from inside were so clear they made one blush with embarrassment.
Tubar was overjoyed, but his face showed a look of shock.
He stepped forward, about to lift the tent flap, and said sternly, "What kind of decorum is this? To engage in such shameful acts inside is utterly disgraceful! Your Majesty, please forgive me..."
“No need for the envoy.” Huo Lin interrupted him coldly, his voice as cold as ice. “Shadow One.”
"Yes." Yingyi responded immediately, not giving Tubal any chance to perform, and with a swift motion, she lifted the tent flap.
The scene inside the tent was instantly revealed to everyone: Wang Chang's clothes were half undone, his face was flushed, and there was another person beside him.
As if hearing a noise, the woman turned her face around, revealing her features to everyone.
Her face was flushed, her eyes were glazed, and she was actively responding to Wang Chang; it was Tana.
Tubar's expression froze instantly as he stared at Tana in disbelief, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.
Jiang Huan was also stunned, her mouth agape in an "O" shape.
Isn't that Tana? How did she end up with this guy?
Tubar and his men must be incredibly green right now.
Huo Lin's face darkened the moment the tent flap was lifted, and he exuded a terrifyingly low pressure.
He reacted quickly, gently pulling Jiang Huan into his arms to prevent her from seeing that filthy scene again.
[Filthy language, immoral and offensive, must not be allowed to offend her eyes!]
His brows furrowed as he glanced at the couple still lost in their passion inside the tent, his disgust evident in his expression.
"What are you all standing there for? Wake them up!"
Yingyi immediately obeyed the order, and brought a bucket of ice water from somewhere, which she then splashed mercilessly onto the two people entangled on the bed.
Splash—
The icy water was poured over their heads, and Wang Chang and Tana screamed at the same time, jumping back as if they had been scalded. Their confused minds were jolted awake by the sudden cold.
When Wang Chang came to his senses, he saw the dark mass of people outside the tent and Huo Lin's gloomy face, which was so dark it seemed to drip water. He was instantly terrified.
He tumbled off the couch with a thud and fell to the ground, ignoring his soaked and cold body, and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Your Majesty, I...I deserve to die! I...I don't know what happened! I was drunk...I don't know anything!"
Tana shivered as the cold water was splashed on her, and her face went from flushed to deathly pale in an instant.
She looked around blankly, then met Tubala's furious gaze, which seemed to want to devour her whole, and finally came to her senses and realized what had happened.
"Ah!" she screamed, frantically pulling at her torn clothes, trying to cover herself.
"No...that's not it, I was framed, someone...someone harmed me!" Her eyes searched frantically, as if trying to find Ayina who should have been there, but she only saw a cold gaze.
Tubar's face was ashen, and cold sweat soaked his back.
It's over. The plan has completely failed, and we've even shot ourselves in the foot.
He knelt down, trying to distance himself from the matter: "Your Majesty, please understand! This humble subject knew nothing about this matter. It must have been that wretched maid Tana who acted on her own initiative and behaved improperly. It has absolutely nothing to do with my Northern Desert delegation!"
"Shut up!"
Huo Lin didn't bother to listen to his explanation. He waved his sleeve, and the resulting gust of wind even dimmed the nearby candlelight.
"Do you really think I know nothing about the underworld scheming and power struggles within your ranks?!" His voice suddenly rose, striking Tubar and all the envoys from the northern desert with a deafening roar.
"First, when her performance failed, she tried to use such vulgar and despicable methods of seduction and enchantment. Now she has gone even further, resorting to such low-down and filthy means!"
The imperial aura emanating from Huo Lin was like a mountain, crashing down and almost suffocating Tubal.
"Do you think that as long as you can achieve your goal, you can stop at nothing, even forgetting the most basic diplomatic etiquette? What do you take the Great Liang for? And what do you take me for?!"