Chapter 286 Extra Jingtang Chapter 13

Xia Jingtang suddenly felt melancholy. He threw the note onto the candle and burned it, then let out a long sigh.

Yun Niao said from behind her: "The Prince Consort has also received the message. What are your Highness's preparations now?"

"How about this?" She chuckled, "Let him see with his own eyes how Luo Wanjun died."

Having said that, she walked out of the main courtyard slowly.

As soon as Xiao Yi came out of the study, he ran into Xia Jingtang. He was suspicious but didn't show it on his face.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

Xia Jingtang smiled gently and said, "Brother Xiao, I have to go out of town today. I came to tell you that you don't have to wait for me for dinner."

He didn't ask her why she was leaving the city, but just said, "Be careful on your way."

"Yes." The tenderness in her eyes faded a little bit, and she asked softly, "Are you going out now too?"

He pursed his lips and said, "Well, there is something."

Xia Jingtang raised her head slightly and looked at him. Her face, as white as jade, was indescribably gentle in the morning sunlight. She felt a slight pain in her heart.

She said calmly, "Brother Xiao, I want to ask you a question."

"What's the problem?"

"If one day I killed someone you cared about, would you hate me?"

He frowned in confusion: "Why do you ask that?"

"I..." She shook her head, smiled faintly, and said, "I'm just asking casually. I had a strange dream last night. In the dream, I killed someone."

"Who was killed?"

"Luo Wanyun."

His pupils shrank and he took a step back subconsciously.

"Why did Brother Xiao react so strongly? It's just a dream. After all, she is now the young lady of the Sima Mansion. Killing her will probably cause a lot of unnecessary trouble, don't you think?"

When she said this, her expression was relaxed, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, and she always had a faint smile on her face.

“Tangtang…”

Xiao Yi felt that he was increasingly unable to guess her thoughts, and for the first time he discovered that he seemed to understand her at all.

"It's getting late. If I don't leave the house now, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back before dark. Brother Xiao, I'm leaving first." After saying this, Xia Jingtang turned and left in his puzzled and surprised gaze.

…

When Xiao Yi went to Yunjing Pavilion, he suddenly received a piece of news - Luo Wanyun was missing.

"What's going on?"

The subordinate presented a piece of paper and said, "Sir, this was left at the scene where Madam Meng was captured."

He picked it up and saw a small hole on it, and realized that it was something that had been nailed to the wall so that they could see it.

The scribbled words on it read: Go to Changting, ten miles outside the city, to rescue people.

One of the subordinates said, "Sir, I think we should not get involved in this matter anymore."

Another subordinate echoed: "Yes, Prince, this person left the letter to lure you out. If you go, wouldn't it be like falling into his trap?"

Xiao Yi sneered and said, "Do you think I can make the choice now? I'm afraid this situation was already set before I sent her away."

Several subordinates looked at each other.

One of them asked, "Your Highness, could it be that Yunjing Pavilion has been exposed?"

He nodded and said coldly, "I will go to the appointment alone. You should take this opportunity to move to another place. Don't go anywhere else. Leave the imperial capital first."

"yes."

So, Xiao Yi left Yunjing Pavilion and rode out of the city on a fast horse.

…

Outside the city, there is a long pavilion ten miles long.

When Xiao Yi arrived, he saw from a distance that the woman was hung in the pavilion with her hands and feet tied.

"Come on..." He stopped his horse, dismounted and walked over slowly.

As you get closer, you can see a pile of dry firewood under the woman's feet, one layer upon another. She is standing on the firewood with her bare feet. Her body is soaked in oil and is dripping with moisture. Her tattered clothes are hanging on her thin body, and bloodstains can be seen all over it, of varying depths, which is shocking to the eye.

He did not come forward again, but looked around and said in a deep voice: "Why do you have to hide? Show yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, a slightly plump man in black clothes slowly walked out from behind the tree next to the pavilion.

He was not surprised to see the newcomer.

"My dear Prince Consort, how have you been lately?" Mengqi came up to him and stood with his hands behind his back.

Xiao Yi was tall and slender, and he did not look weak even though he was standing low. He said calmly, "Thank you for your concern, sir. I'm fine."

"What are you doing here today, Prince Consort?"

"Why do you ask this question when you already know the answer?"

Meng Qi laughed and said, "Since the Prince Consort is so straightforward, I won't beat around the bush. This woman is my wife and also a hostage of another country. But the Prince Consort let her go, which really makes it difficult for me. So I asked you to come here today to confront her."

"If you have any requests, just tell me directly." Xiao Yi was too lazy to beat around the bush with him.

"My husband is really a straightforward person, but I have a question that I'm very curious about." He looked at Xiao Yi with a half-smile and said, "Who is the woman you really have in your heart now?"

"What does this have to do with you?"

"You don't have to answer." Meng Qi pointed at the woman in the pavilion and said, "You have two choices now. One is that I burn her to death in front of you, and the other is that you write a letter of divorce with the princess and I will spare her life."

Xiao Yi was stunned for a moment, puzzled: "Why do you want me to divorce the princess?"

"I have my reasons, so you don't need to ask. I see you have made your choice?"

"No, don't even think about it! I will never divorce the princess!"

"Oh?" Meng Qi raised his eyebrows, took out a lighter from his sleeve, opened it, lit it, looked at him with interest and said, "It looks like she is going to die."

In the pavilion, Luo Wanjun slowly woke up. When she heard these words, she struggled and shouted at the top of her lungs, "No, you can't do this to me! Xiao Yi, save me, I don't want to die, please, save me..."

Meng Qi glanced at her, his eyes flashing with coldness. He turned to look at Xiao Yi again, playing with the fire stick in his hand, and said, "Have you made up your mind, Prince Consort? Do you want her or the princess?"

He looked at Luo Wanyun who was crying miserably, but Xia Jingtang's cute and gentle little face appeared in his mind. He frowned and didn't know how to make a decision for a moment.

Seeing Mengqi holding a tinder and about to light the dry wood under Luo Wanjun's feet, Xiao Yi's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he said harshly: "Wait, I'll write!"

Meng Qi withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "Since the Prince Consort has chosen the latter, then start writing."

Afterwards, someone brought paper and pen and placed them on the wooden board beside the pavilion.

Xiao Yi walked over, picked up the brush, but did not put ink on it. He lowered his eyelashes as if thinking. After a moment, he put down the first stroke on the paper.

Meng Qi looked on calmly, feeling somewhat smug, but the next second, his expression changed drastically.

Xiao Yi's gesture of holding the brush changed, and he lifted his body and did a spinning kick, kicking him in the abdomen. He took a few steps back clumsily, but before he could steady himself, his wrist was twisted backwards. There was a sound of a snap and a broken hand bone. He roared in pain, but was hit on the back of the neck by a palm. His eyes went black and he lost consciousness.