Chapter 200 Locked in the Changing Room
Countless classic scenarios of framing others swirled in her mind.
Jiang Huan didn't dare to pause for a moment and quickly returned to her position.
Almost as soon as her buttocks touched the chair cushion, she immediately turned to the side and moved closer to Huo Lin.
Huo Lin's gaze followed her the whole time, and he naturally noticed the anxiety on her face.
What's wrong? Did the Empress Dowager's words upset her?
Your face looks a little pale. Are you feeling unwell?
Jiang Huan heard Huo Lin's inner thoughts and wanted to tell him about He Ling, but reason told her that it wasn't the right time.
Huo Lin was furious, and the Empress Dowager and Huo Cong were watching him closely. If he spoke out, Huo Lin would be enraged and might even lash out on the spot, causing the situation to completely spiral out of control.
Moreover, she didn't know the specific situation on He Ling's side. Her top priority was to get away as soon as possible to save people and not to linger here.
She took a deep breath, suppressing her anxiety, turned her head to look at Huo Lin, and softened her voice.
"Your Majesty, I just drank some wine and caught a chill. I feel a bit dizzy and short of breath. I would like to go out for some fresh air and will be back in a moment. I hope Your Majesty will grant me permission."
Upon hearing this, Huo Lin immediately became nervous.
[Feeling dizzy and short of breath? Did you get upset by the Empress Dowager just now?]
[Damn it, it was my oversight. I should have let her go back to rest earlier.]
He nodded immediately, "Okay, go quickly."
"Wang Degui, send two men to follow Consort Zhuang and serve her carefully."
"Your servant obeys the decree." Wang Degui bowed and quickly appointed two tall and capable imperial guards.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
After Jiang Huan finished her greetings, she didn't linger any longer and left directly with Xiao Zhao and Wang Degui.
As soon as she stepped out of the palace gate, Jiang Huan's pace quickened instantly.
As she ran, lifting her skirt, she quickly whispered to Xiao Zhao and the guards, "Quick, to the changing room in the back hall, He Ling is in danger."
Xiao Zhao was startled: "Your Majesty, you..."
"No time to explain, let's go!"
Jiang Huan interrupted her and quickened her pace.
Although the two guards were puzzled, seeing Consort Zhuang's solemn expression, they immediately became extremely vigilant and stood guard on both sides.
The group of four almost immediately set off towards the rear hall.
Meanwhile, in the rear hall.
He Ling was almost dragged out by two palace maids, struggling and resisting the whole way.
"No need to change, my clothes are already dry!"
"Hey, keep your distance, I can walk by myself!"
"My lady, please change your clothes quickly, lest you catch a cold." The palace maid's voice was flat and emotionless, brooking no refusal.
She was incredibly strong, gripping He Ling's slender arm tightly and practically shoving He Ling into the changing room.
With a soft click, the door was locked from the outside.
He Ling's heart jumped into her throat, and she slammed her fist on the door.
"What do you want? In broad daylight, under the clear sky, I'm still a concubine! Let me out!"
There was no response from outside; along with He Ling's shouts, only the sound of footsteps gradually fading away could be heard.
What's going on? Am I really that lowly? This is so disrespectful!
[System, help! Your dear host is about to kick the bucket!]
The system's voice also sounded unusually flustered, quickly trying to think of a solution for He Ling.
"Host, please calm down. Immediately look around for a possible exit or items that can be used as weapons."
He Ling subconsciously looked around, but the changing room was almost completely sealed off, and the only door was locked.
There are no windows! There are no other doors!
[The weapon... the copper basin is too heavy, I can't lift it!]
Just as she was panicking, a strange heat suddenly rose from her lower abdomen without warning.
The heat came on incredibly fast, engulfing her entire body almost instantly.
Her breathing quickened suddenly, and her skin, stained with the wine, felt sticky and uncomfortable.
[Ugh, it's so hot. Something's not right. Why is it so hot? This feeling...]
[System! Scan! Scan me now!]
"Warning! High concentration of mixed aphrodisiac detected in host's blood! Highly potent! Rapid onset!"
He Ling's face turned deathly pale; this was going to drive her to her death!
She struggled to rush to the door and shout, but her whole body was weak and powerless. The surging tide of passion felt like countless ants gnawing at her reason.
Just then, a slight turning sound came from the keyhole outside the door.
creak—
The door, which had been locked from the inside, was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
A tall and imposing figure appeared at the doorway. The man was dressed in the magnificent robes of a prince, and it was none other than Prince Mu, Huo Ting.
Huo Ting smiled, his gaze lingering unabashedly on He Ling, whose cheeks were flushed and whose eyes were glazed.
He Ling was struck dumb, momentarily stunned, and the immense fear briefly overwhelmed the burning sensation within her.
[Prince Mu? How could it be him? Has he gone mad?]
[How dare a prince trespass into the concubines' changing room? Doesn't he have a death wish?]
A smile played on Huo Ting's lips as his gaze, like that of a venomous snake, roamed brazenly over He Ling.
He Ling's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were glazed, and she was breathing slightly heavily due to the effects of the drug. This sight only fueled Huo Ting's twisted excitement.
Huo Ting stepped in and locked the door from the inside again.
He Ling was so frightened that she instinctively backed away until her back hit the cold wall, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.
"What...what do you want to do! I am the Emperor's concubine. If you dare to touch me, the Emperor will not let you off."
Upon hearing this, Huo Ting reacted as if he had heard an extremely funny joke, his smile becoming even more twisted and excited.
"The Emperor's concubines?" He approached step by step, his eyes flashing with a morbid fanaticism. "So what? There's nothing I can't get if I set my sights on it. The Emperor? What is he? Just a greenhorn."
[How dare he speak to the Emperor like that!]
[He's gone mad! System! What do I do? I can't beat him!]
"Beep! It is recommended to immediately make noise to attract attention, or find a sharp object for self-defense."
He Ling looked around in horror. Apart from a few clothes racks, a soft couch, and a copper basin, the dressing room was almost empty.
She discovered in despair that she had absolutely no weapons to fight back.
Seeing He Ling's panicked state, like a frightened deer, Huo Ting felt a surge of rage and excitement.
He reached out and touched He Ling's flushed cheeks.
“Look at that little face, so adorably red…” His voice was deep and dangerous. “Fearful? Trembling? Yes, that’s it. I love seeing my prey in terror. The more frightened they are, the more they struggle, the more interesting it is.”
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