Chapter 7 Chapter 7 He and... his brother-in-law's concubine?
He Anting stood up suddenly, but before he could get angry, he saw the goose-yellow figure seemed to be very frightened and knelt down in front of the two of them.
The young master's expression suddenly became strange. He Anting suppressed his anger and was stunned.
Jing Yao was terrified and kowtowed three times. She was willing to do anything to save her life. "It's my fault. I won't do it again. Please spare my life, sir."
This is He Anting, the Prime Minister, who holds a high position of power and is decisive in killing. He is also the oldest among the younger generation. For example, the young master, who is only two years younger than him, has to call him uncle.
Jing Yao didn't dare to offend, nor could she afford to offend. Cold sweat broke out all over her body, and she couldn't help feeling dizzy.
She hasn't had a chance to talk to her mother yet. What will her mother do if she dies?
If I had known she would not play with the kite today.
If it's lost, it's lost. Why should she go to the trouble of picking it up?
The young master looked at the little girl who touched the ground with her forehead and her indifferent uncle. He didn't expect that the girl was so scared. But it was also true that his uncle was known for his fierce methods.
He is not interested in women. He is now twenty-six years old. Men of the same age as him have already married and had children.
As a result, today I was taken advantage of by a little girl of unknown origin.
The young master tried to smooth things over: "Get up, get up. What are you talking about? Spare my life or not. Today is just a misunderstanding."
He Anting's face was still ugly, and he said nothing, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
"Junmou, you go first." He Anting said to the young master, obviously having something to say.
The young master hesitated to speak and finally left.
As soon as he left, He Anting stared at her coldly, as if a storm was about to come. He was like a dormant wolf, his eyes were dark and sinister, and there was an indescribable... alienation in them.
"You...have no shame."
He Anting had no choice but to utter this sentence.
Jing Yao was so aggrieved that she was pretending to be a coward. She didn't do it on purpose. Why was it that nothing good ever happened when she met him? She had been hiding from him like this, but she still met him.
But Jing Yao didn't dare to refute and could only take the blame again.
He Anting looked at her kite with a gloomy face: "The palace is not a place you should come to. As a concubine, running around is against the rules and etiquette."
Kneeling to someone casually would only bring shame to the Earl's Mansion.
Jing Yao murmured, "I know I was wrong."
He Anting felt a surge of agitation in his heart, as if a horse was galloping in his heart, but he was not the type to argue with little girls, and besides, this matter was indeed a misunderstanding.
Judging from her behavior, she must have climbed up the rockery before the two men came, and happened to meet them sitting there. Her slip was purely accidental.
The most urgent task is to get this matter over with as soon as possible.
Jing Yao hoped even more than he did that nothing had happened. She was clearly the one being taken advantage of, so why did He Anting look so furious?
She grumbled inwardly, and then she realized with shame that she had been treated like this by a stranger... She might as well be buried in the lake.
He Anting gave her a cold look, then flicked his sleeves and left as if he was avoiding something dirty.
Jing Yao breathed a sigh of relief, but her head was still a little dizzy. Everything that had just happened seemed like a dream, and the feeling just now seemed to still linger in that soft place.
An accident is just an accident.
She shook her head, getting rid of the embarrassing incident, and turned around and left quickly with the kite in her arms.
She walked forward with her head down, her mind a mess, and she didn't see the person in front of her.
"Hey, stop." He Qingwan's eyes widened as she stood in front of Jing Yao. "Fox girl, you actually tricked your brother-in-law into bringing you here."
When He Anting saw He Qingwan walking over, his forehead twitched and his expression became a little unnatural.
Jing Yao lowered her head and held the kite: "I didn't, the young lady asked me to come. Why don't you, Miss He Si, go and talk to the young lady." After that, she lowered her head and left quickly.
He Qingwan was furious: "How dare this little bitch try to stop me with words."
"Brother, look at her." He Qingwan was a bit stupid and didn't notice the strange atmosphere between the two.
He Anting breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, but when he came to his senses, he frowned again. Why was he so nervous? Nothing had happened.
"Don't get involved in the Ye family's affairs." He glared at her coldly and warned, "What are you going to do..."
"I just came back from my second sister's place."
He Anting looked unhappy and left after saying a few perfunctory words.
As calm as he is, he never changes his expression on the battlefield. Now he has been embarrassed in such a way, which is really a great shame and humiliation.
"Why is your uncle so angry? It's obviously the girl who was taken advantage of, so why does your uncle seem to be even angrier?" The young master teased with a smile.
He Anting curled his lips. If he knew the identity of this woman, he would probably be more shocked than him, but her identity must not be told to outsiders, otherwise he would lose face in front of Qi Yue.
He changed the subject and his face returned to calm.
Young Master Qi Yue was very tactful and agreed with him, but while He Anting was talking about important court affairs, his thoughts couldn't help but drift away.
He was twenty-six years old, and countless women had flocked to him, but he had never met a wife who suited him.
The wife he wants must share the same ideals as him and have no romantic feelings in her heart. Family background is the first priority, talent is the second, and character is the third.
He is the Prime Minister, and his wife must also come from a prominent family, have good knowledge and good sense, be gentle and virtuous, be open-minded, manage the inner chamber well, and cooperate with him.
In her eyes, his wife was his partner in conquering the court. He demanded the best of himself and also of his wife.
The county lady spared no effort to introduce him to other girls every year. Those girls were not bad, but after looking around, none of them was what he wanted.
Naturally, at this age, he had never been so close to a woman.
The soft and elastic touch seemed to still linger on the tip of his nose, and the plump soft flesh was slightly concave. He Anting was slightly distracted and didn't even hear the young master talking to him.
"Uncle? Uncle?" The young master waved his hand. He Anting raised his eyes and came back to his senses.
He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and the restlessness was like a fire, burning him and making him upset. He Anting thought that it was probably because he was too isolated and absurd, which caused something to be wrong with him.
The young master looked at him meaningfully, with a deep smile on his face.
…
The wind was clear, the moon was bright, and the night was gloomy. A banquet was held in the Guanghua Palace, which was elegant and rich. At the top sat a young figure in bright yellow, and below him were the princes and dukes.
Dancers danced gracefully in the hall, and court officials and their families toasted each other.
He Anting lowered his eyes and played with the cup in his palm from time to time.
"Brother." Ye Yunzheng called him softly.
He Anting raised his eyes and turned his head, feeling inexplicably embarrassed when he met his gaze, but he never showed his emotions and hid them very well.
"You don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?" As the good son-in-law of the He family and He Anting's subordinate, it is his duty as a junior to show timely concern.
"No problem." He Anting couldn't help but ask, "How many people are traveling with you from the Lingyun Marquis' Mansion?"
Ye Yunzheng seemed stunned: "What's wrong, you three?"
Sure enough, He Anting's face was cold: "Jing family is also capable?"
Ye Yunzheng felt embarrassed as if he had been exposed: "Yes, there is a reason for this."
He Anting seemed impatient: "No matter what the reason is, she can't set foot in such occasions with her status. Do you still need me to teach you this?"
Ye Yunzheng's face was half pale and half blue: "I..."
He was a very sensitive person. He Anting was acting a little strangely tonight. Could it be that Yao'er had offended him again? This shouldn't be the case. Yao'er had been staying in the house obediently since she came. How could she have offended He Anting?
Perhaps it was because He Anting was very strict with the rules and felt that his behavior was a bit out of line.
As careful as Ye Yunzheng was, he did not contradict him or explain on the spot, but silently endured the misunderstanding and planned to turn around and ask He to explain in a roundabout way, which was also a sign of weakness.
"Yes, big brother taught me that."
Ye Yunzheng sat up straight in silence. He Qingxuan was talking to the Princess of Pingyang and Princess Yin. Prince Yin was the younger brother of the current emperor. He was a pale and handsome man. It was said that he was quite favored by the late emperor during his reign.
But for some reason, the throne did not pass to him, but to the current emperor.
I thought there would be a bloody storm, but unexpectedly, King Yin was very calm and treated the emperor like a brother.
When He Qingxuan returned from socializing and wanted to speak to her husband, she saw that he looked unhappy and said, "Why don't you send Jing back tomorrow?"
She pretended to be surprised: "Why?"
"Just now, my elder brother scolded me, saying that it was really impolite for me to bring Jing here. I was thinking about it for the lady's sake, but it seems that I still violated my elder brother's taboo."
He Qingwan curled her lips and said, "Tsk, brother is not someone who would easily dislike others. I saw her talk back to brother this afternoon and made him unhappy."
Ye Yunzheng's face turned slightly cold.
He's face darkened slightly, and she agreed with her sister, "As for this matter, my eldest brother's rules are the strictest. How about this, have her apologize to my brother tomorrow."
Seeing He Qingwan's words turned upside down, Ye Yunzheng couldn't help but curl up his palms, but he still had to force a smile: "Listen to A'an."
He was satisfied and turned to look at Mother Zheng. Mother Zheng understood what she meant with just one look.
Princess Pingyang came and sat down next to He Anting: "Princess Yin's sister has been looking at you, Ting'er, what do you think?"
He Anting frowned: "Mother..."
The Princess of Pingyang interrupted him, "There are three kinds of unfilial behavior, and having no descendants is the worst. Lord He, Lord He, you usually have a lot of principles, but when it comes to you, do you deny them?"
He Anting rubbed his brows irritably.
"You should at least take a look."
He Anting couldn't stand his mother's nagging, so he picked up the wine glass on the table, drank it all, then stood up and left the banquet.
"Hey, where are you going..."
Princess Yin's sister, Xue Ningzhen, couldn't help but clench her hands when she saw her lover leave. Princess Yin whispered, "The medicine has been given. I saw He Anting drink it with my own eyes. Ah Zhen, go."
Xue Ningzhen's face is very consistent with the current popular elegant face, thin lips, phoenix eyes, long cheeks, and a clear and cold bone structure. She smiled lightly, her eyes full of determination.
She nodded. She was determined to get the position of the Prime Minister's wife. She didn't want to use such despicable methods. The truth was that He Anting had rejected her no less than five times in the past two years.
She was proud and unwilling to bow to He Anting again.
Princess Yin thought that she had drugged him, and that she would only need her sister to be in the same room with him, and then she could go and "catch them in adultery" in the middle of the night.
But in fact, Xue Ningzhen secretly replaced it with aphrodisiac.
She bit her lip and sat quietly for a quarter of an hour before following him out.
He Anting felt as if there was a fire burning in his heart, and his limbs were burning hot. He didn't feel better until he walked out of the palace and felt the cool wind.
But in less than a quarter of an hour, the fire started to rush down, condensed in his lower abdomen, and became more and more intense. He realized that something was wrong and that there was something wrong with the wine.
Just then, a servant came out from the path ahead and saw him staggering. He said, "Sir, are you all right? Let me help you to rest for a while."
As he spoke, he got started.
He Anting's expression was icy. He stared at him coldly, then shook off his hand and said, "Get lost."
The servant was anxious, fearing that he had failed to complete the task assigned by his master: "Sir."
He Anting kicked him on the leg, causing him to fall to the ground and then go in the opposite direction.
His consciousness gradually became blurred and his whole body was hot. He was afraid that he would go crazy, so he quickly found a room to hide in.
…
"Aunt, please eat something. You haven't eaten all night." Yun Qiao looked at Jing Yao who was lying at the head of the bed with concern.
Jing Yao closed her eyes and pretended to have fainted.
She couldn't sleep, she still couldn't sleep. Whenever she closed her eyes, she would see either He Anting's expression as if he was going to kill her, or her butt... He Anting's face.
After thinking about it over and over again, she finally fell into a trance. The result was a scene in her dream where He Anting was madly whipping her little butt with the handle of a knife. In her dream, her little butt was swollen high, and she could neither walk nor lie down, so she could only lie on her stomach.
She was so frightened that she woke up immediately.
"Oh." Jing Yao sighed loudly.
Embarrassment and fear simultaneously made her toss and turn, her small, delicate earlobes turning a faint red. How... How could she have such a dream? She must have been frightened silly.
Just as she was daydreaming, there was a knock on the door. Yun Qiao stood up and opened the door: "Who is it? What's going on?"
"Auntie, the Madam has ordered you to come over."
The person who came was an unfamiliar maid. Jing Yao stood up and asked, "Did Madam say what was the matter?"
There should be a banquet going on in front right now. What did He ask her to do?
It can't be that we're going to eat.
The maid said sternly, "My aunt, you know what you did. Stop talking nonsense and go away."
Jing Yao was struck by lightning. It couldn't be that He Anting told He Shi.
No, no, it's impossible. This kind of embarrassing thing should be buried in the ground.
She was distracted and uneasy, and she slowly got up. Yun Qiao worriedly changed her clothes and put on a cloak for her.
In the dark night, only the sound of their footsteps could be heard. The more Jing Yao thought about it, the more frightened she became. "Miss, where is the young lady asking me to go?"
The maid was quite impatient and scolded, "My lady, just go and do it obediently. Why are you asking so many questions?"
Jing Yao was disappointed and didn't dare to say anything.
"We're here. The young lady is waiting for you inside." said the maid standing at the door.
Jing Yao looked at the bright lights in the house and felt a little relieved. She walked into the house with her skirt lifted.
The maid had a gloomy look on her face as she followed Jing Yao until she pushed the door open, closed it, and locked it neatly.
Jing Yao was startled when she heard the noise. She turned around and started to pull the door, but found that it was locked.
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