Nangong Yi was furious. The guilt he had been feeling for the past few days had finally catalyzed into a raging fire. He quickly stepped forward and pressed Lan Shuang onto the couch, saying viciously, "You are my concubine. Everything you have now was given by me. Why are you asking me to get out?"
"Noble Concubine Lan, don't be arrogant because of your favor. This world belongs to me. I can kill anyone I want! Not to mention your brother, even if it's your father, if I want him to die, he has to die. I advise you to be more sensible, you -"
Nangong Yi was too shocked to say the rest of the words.
Lan Shuang pulled out the golden hairpin on her head and put it against her neck. Her eyes gradually turned red, and she smiled sadly. Finally, she had some breath of life, but this breath was even more heartbreaking.
Nangong Yi stopped all his movements. He looked at Lan Shuang in panic, and his anger and passion subsided.
"Don't be impulsive, Shuangshuang, don't be impulsive."
He nervously got off Lan Shuang. Lan Shuang slowly sat up, a crystal tear falling down her face. She said, "Nangong Yi, you can control the life and death of people in the world, but you can't control me. Get out. Don't make me say it a third time."
"I--" Nangong Yi wanted to say something, but Lan Shuang's golden hairpin moved forward a little more, and red could be seen on her delicate neck.
His pupils shrank, and he quickly stepped back. "I won't force you, but think carefully about what I'm saying. My feelings for you are genuine. Your position is too high. If you don't weaken the power of the Zhenguogong Mansion, they will be attacked sooner or later."
Nangong Yi looked at her deeply and said, "When you have figured it out, I will come to see you again. If you want a child, I can give it to you."
Lan Shuang lowered her eyes, but her hands did not loosen at all.
Nangong Yi had no choice but to leave first.
After he left, Lan Shuang put the hairpin back in place and quickly washed her hands and changed her clothes.
"It's disgusting. Open the door to disgust."
888 continued, "That's disgusting! How can he say such shameless things so confidently?"
Lan Shuang chuckled, "How could someone as selfish and headstrong as Nangong Yi think it was his fault? He must have rehearsed this argument several times, convincing himself before coming to see me, right?"
888 pressed his stomach and said, "Ugh, ugh, ugh—"
"Where do you think he'll go next?"
Lan Shuang changed her clothes and drank some tea to suppress the feeling of nausea.
888: "Go see Xiao Feiyan?"
"clever."
Lan Shuang laughed. "Having hit a snag with me, he's definitely going to Xiao Feiyan to try and gain some recognition. But he underestimated a woman's love for her child. Xiao Feiyan hates him to death now, so how could she possibly be nice to him?"
As expected, Nangong Yi was kicked out of Huichun Palace within a quarter of an hour and returned to the imperial study with a grim face.
Lan Shuang laughed so hard after hearing the news that she even ate an extra bowl of dinner.
After dinner, she called Zhili and pretended to have gone to bed early. Then she disguised herself as Zhili and went to the cold palace to see the queen. The two of them conspired for a long time before Lan Shuang left.
…
Three days later, Nangong Yi held a grand banquet to welcome the soldiers. Palace ladies came and went, and the atmosphere was bustling.
The soldiers filed in and sat down in their seats, but their faces looked unhappy and solemn, as if they were not attending a welcoming banquet but a funeral.
The civil officials on the opposite side were also a little embarrassed when they saw this.
General Lan's body is still warm, yet they are celebrating so happily. It's understandable that the soldiers feel uncomfortable.
Soon, Nangong Yi came down accompanied by Su Ming, without any concubines with him.
The queen was deposed, the imperial concubine was under house arrest, and Concubine Xiao had a miscarriage. There was not a single person in the entire harem who was worth mentioning.
He entered the hall with a gloomy face, and his expression only eased a little when he sat down.
"Today is a welcoming banquet for all the officers and soldiers. Everyone, please don't hesitate and enjoy yourself. You are all heroes of Daliang. I will personally toast to you!"
The soldiers stood up, holding their wine cups, and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
The atmosphere improved a little, but just when Nangong Yi's wine glass touched his lips, the Duke of Zhenguo suddenly threw the glass in front of him. All the civil and military officials in the hall were startled and turned to look at him.
The Duke of Zhenguo sat there motionless, smiling slightly, "Your Majesty, are you still missing someone?"
Nangong Yi frowned, "Duke Zhenguo, what do you mean by this?"
The Duke of Zhenguo turned his head and glanced at him, then stood up leisurely. "Your Majesty wants to respect the soldiers, so how can you leave out Lan Rong?"
"I am deeply saddened by Lan Rong's death in battle, but this is no excuse for you to commit insubordination at the banquet, Duke Zhenguo—"
Nangong Yi's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, but the Duke of Zhenguo turned a blind eye. "Dead? Who said he was dead?"
"What?!"
The ministers were shocked and asked, "Duke Zhenguo, have you lost your mind due to excessive longing?"
"Yes, General Lan, the dead cannot be resurrected. Calm down."
Someone wanted to step forward to pull the Duke of Zhenguo, fearing that Nangong Yi would kill him if he was unhappy.
At this moment, a clear female voice suddenly sounded outside, "Why should we be so calm? Isn't General Lan here?"
Nangong Yi stood up suddenly, "Shuangshuang?"
The person at the door gradually revealed her true face, and the candlelight fell on her, illuminating her delicate earrings and the pearl crown on her head.
Her eyes were like autumn water, clear and bright, without any sign of illness. Her cheeks were rosy, making her beauty even more dazzling. She was wearing a blue palace dress with red edges, which made her look majestic and noble, and Nangong Yi was dazed.
He subconsciously took a step forward, but then remembered the presence of all the civil and military officials, so he restrained himself and stood still and asked, "Noble Concubine Lan, why are you here?"
"How could my brother and I be absent from such a lively welcoming banquet?"
"What did you say?" Nangong Yixin skipped a beat and couldn't help but wonder if Lan Rong was really not dead.
Soon his guess was confirmed. Lan Shuang leaned to the side and raised her arm, "Brother, come in."
Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath and look outside the hall with wide eyes.
I saw a man in a black robe striding towards me, with an upright posture and extraordinary bearing.
He stood beside Lan Shuang and smiled at her, but the moment he looked at Nangong Yi, he restrained his expression and said lightly: "Your Majesty, long time no see."
Nangong Yi met his gaze, staggered back a step, and the wine glass in his hand loosened, and fell to the ground with a "bang", splashing the wine all over him.
"ah--"
Someone exclaimed in surprise, and the civil officials who were originally sitting also stood up, each with a look of horror on their face.
"Lan Rong? You're not dead?"
Lan Rong glanced at the person who spoke, "Thanks to your majesty, I am not dead."
"What the hell is going on?"
"Is it a real person?"
The ministers were discussing the matter.
Lan Shuang said loudly, "You all want to know the truth? Then ask our Majesty. Why did the spies attack Lan Rong on his way back from victory? Why didn't he take action when the two armies were fighting? He allowed Lan Rong to repel the nomadic alliance and waited until the border was stabilized before taking action. He is truly considerate."
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