Lin Huaiyin, Octopus.
The refusal is invalid.
Xiao Zhian refused to let go and forcefully pulled Lin Huaiyin out of Xie Xincun's arms.
Like pulling up a radish.
A radish that's groaning and moaning, its clothes disheveled, and blood trickling from its mouth.
Xie Xincun felt a chill in his arms, his hands were empty, and bright red blood flowed into his collarbone, pooling into a pool.
The cold air of dusk swept across his fingers and neck, filling the room with a metallic sweetness. An indescribable emptiness swept over him like a cold wave. Xie Xincun did not open his eyes, his brows were like a thousand blades hanging, and his fingertips were sparkling with silver light.
Displeased.
accurate.
Resentful.
It's incomplete.
After Lin Huaiyin left, it was as if Xie Xincun had been chipped away or had a piece of himself removed.
He couldn't say which part Lin Huaiyin had stolen, but she had to come back and fill his void.
This inexplicable lack, this extreme emptiness, this desperate need to fill it—it's so strange, so overwhelming, even stronger than being torn apart and sucked blood.
Xie Xincun had traversed the vast world, and no one had ever offended him so much, treating him not as a human being but as a medicinal herb to be chewed up.
He deliberately revealed that his [illegible] could cure all poisons, teasing and seducing her. He was the angler who baited her, and she actually took it seriously and ate the bait and the angler together.
That brat bit her and then dared to run away.
He wanted to capture her, knead her into pills, and boil her into a decoction. He had countless ways to manipulate her and use her to fill himself up again.
Xie Xincun opened her eyes and met Xiao Zhian's scarlet phoenix eyes.
He looked down on them; no one on the entire continent could catch Xie Xincun's eye.
However, Lin Huaiyin was too conspicuous in Xiao Zhian's arms—she clung to him like an eight-legged octopus, shaking her head happily, and Xie Xincun was annoyed just by looking at her back.
She was as hard as a rock in his arms, but when she was with Xiao Zhian, her waist became supple and boneless. Xie Xincun was restless and extremely agitated.
"Hehehe, you're here."
Lin Huaiyin pressed her face against Xiao Zhian's, forehead to forehead, and rubbed his handsome, gloomy face, forcefully stealing his attention. She then showed off her spoils with sparkling eyes: "Young Master Xie is like a thousand-year-old ginseng. If I take a bite, maybe I can be cured and get pregnant. Let's go back and try it!"
Her cheerful little voice, her smug expression, and her swaying little movements not only extinguished Xiao Zhian's anger but also allowed Xie Xincun to guess Lin Huaiyin's proud little expression out of thin air.
Immediately, Xiao Zhian sighed, a sigh that was both helpless and indulgent. He raised his hand to wipe the bloodstains from the corner of Lin Huaiyin's mouth, looking as if there was nothing he could do.
Lin Huaiyin was coaxing Xiao Zhian.
When Xiao Zhian arrived, she was all smiles. Was she really that infatuated with him?
Xie Xincun's eyesight was unmatched. The two were so intimate that they talked about bedroom matters as if no one else was around, and they seemed to be melting into each other. He couldn't even ignore them.
An unnamed rage erupted—that brat, licking and nibbling at him, indulging her nonsense even though he could easily crush her, was thinking of another man.
court death!
Xie Xincun exerted force with his fingertips, causing silver light to flash.
His silver needles were always aimed at his eyes and mind, but now his breathing was out of control, and Lin Huaiyin's keen hearing, honed in the prison, caught him. She turned around abruptly and caught him fiercely—"Young Master Xie, don't forget that we still have a bet. Until it ends, everything you have is a wager and must be sealed away."
“Especially the silver needles,” Lin Huaiyin emphasized. “They’re all mine, and you’re not allowed to use them indiscriminately.”
"Then you are mine too." Xie Xincun said coldly, a pool of blood gushing from his collarbone, exuding a sinister aura and chilling aura.
"Shut up." Xiao Zhian narrowed his eyes dangerously. "I am here. Don't even think about it."
"What can you do to me?" Xie Xincun sneered, his eyes fixed on Lin Huaiyin.
Lin Huaiyin was so shocked by his sudden appearance that she felt like her bones were about to break. She was afraid that he would make a move against Xiao Zhian. She threw a glare at him as soon as she landed, warning him not to make any rash moves.
Seeing her protecting Xiao Zhi'an, Xie Xincun sneered even more. What made her think she could protect Xiao Zhi'an? Who did she think she was? A worthless brat who couldn't even protect herself.
The two stared at each other across the distance—sparks flew everywhere.
Xiao Zhian's attention was completely drawn to the "bet" that Lin Huaiyin mentioned.
He vaguely sensed that Lin Huaiyin had gambled away his money, and he clenched his fist in his sleeve. This angered him even more than when he saw Lin Huaiyin in Xie Xincun's arms.
In his Daxing, his lover, Yinyin, was forced to use herself as a wager. What exactly were these two betting on? Xiao Zhian wanted to find out, but Lin Huaiyin stubbornly resisted Xie Xincun's gaze. When she couldn't resist, she pinched his lower back to find strength, pinching him until he couldn't speak.
Just then, Consort Hui, who was trembling with fear inside, heard Xiao Zhian's voice and couldn't help but crane her neck to look. When she saw that it was indeed Xiao Zhian, she became bolder, raised her eyebrows, and moved her lotus-like steps over lightly.
"Crown Prince."
Consort Hui stood among a group of unconscious palace maids, her face grim, her right hand resting on her pregnant belly. There were no imperial guards in sight, only a man and a woman beside Xiao Zhi'an.
She thought Xiao Zhian had come to kill her and the dragon child in her womb, to force the emperor to abdicate, and to plot a rebellion to usurp the throne. Thinking that she could not escape death anyway, she couldn't help but sneer: "I am your father's concubine, in charge of the six palaces and acting as empress. I am your stepmother, and according to the rules you should call me Mother Consort. You have trespassed into my bedchamber. What is your crime?!"
Consort Hui appeared suddenly, her voice and expression stern.
Lin Huaiyin suddenly realized—it's already dark, what is Xiao Zhian doing running to Zhaoyang Palace?
She was brought here by Xie Xincun by chance, and Xiao Zhian could not possibly have known in advance. So he really came straight for Consort Hui.
What was the prince doing, sneaking into the inner palace at night without a single palace servant by his side and heading straight for the concubines' chambers?
What exactly is Zhi'an doing, acting so recklessly?
Aren't you afraid of being impeached by officials and losing your position as heir apparent?
Lin Huaiyin's heart pounded, filled with suspicion, and she subconsciously moved away from Xiao Zhian.
Xie Xincun remained indifferent to the commotion. He leaned lazily against the wall, pondering whether to take Lin Huaiyin to fulfill the bet or leave her to witness Xiao Zhian's predicament.
However, Lin Huaiyin strangely moved towards him, standing beside him, and knelt down to pay homage to Consort Hui.
"Your Majesty has misunderstood."
"Your Majesty has misunderstood."
Two voices rang out simultaneously.
Xiao Zhian and Lin Huaiyin spoke in unison, then looked at each other, and Lin Huaiyin blinked to indicate that she would handle it.
Shocked as she was, she naturally had to cover for Xiao Zhian without asking any questions. She would say that she had brought the divine doctor Xie Xincun to see the dragon fetus in the name of the Lin family, and she could also force Xie Xincun to reveal the truth.
She made up her mind, her gaze resolute.
Xiao Zhi'an firmly shook his head, then bowed to Consort Hui. His cold face was slightly upturned, the smile not reaching his eyes, and he slowly said, "Your Majesty has misunderstood me. My late-night visit is about my marriage to the Crown Prince. As I mentioned before, I am busy with state affairs and have no time to spare, so I have only now found the time to come. Please rest assured and take care of your pregnancy, Your Majesty, and do not worry about my marriage."
Xiao Zhian turned the tables and stabilized the situation.
Consort Hui's face turned deathly pale, and her hand supporting her pregnant belly trembled slightly as she realized that Xiao Zhian had come to give her a warning and forbid her from interfering in the affairs of the Eastern Palace.
Xie Xincun slightly raised his eyelids, feeling that there was no more excitement to watch, reached out and picked up Lin Huaiyin, and drifted away silently.
This lightness skill was like a ghost, something that could not be found in the mortal world. Consort Hui's pupils trembled, and she automatically assumed that it was Xiao Zhi'an's powerless boasting. Xiao Zhi'an actually had such a master under his command, which meant that he had the power to sneak into her bedchamber and take her life at will.
Consort Hui felt a chill run down her spine, her legs trembled, and she retreated.
Xiao Zhian was also struck dumb.
His face stiffened, his hands fell to his sides, and he clenched his fists in his sleeves, breaking his palms. He felt a strange force pulling him down to the ground.
Yinyin was taken away again, right before his eyes, before he could even see it clearly.
He had just helped Yinyin escape from Shen Congyun's clutches when suddenly a Xie family appeared. The Xie family was far more troublesome than Shen Congyun. Xiao Zhian had never been so apprehensive. His heart felt like it had been ripped out, leaving only a bloody hole, which would then follow Lin Huaiyin in death.
Xiao Zhian could barely stand, but now was far from the time to expose his heartbreak. Regardless of what bet Yinyin made with the Xie family, he would follow Yinyin's steps and cooperate with her actions.
He slightly raised his eyes and stared at the terrified Consort Hui and her protruding belly.
Although it wasn't mentioned beforehand, Xiao Zhian believed that there was definitely something wrong with the imperial child in Consort Hui's womb, otherwise Yinyin wouldn't have brought Xie Shi over for no reason.
Perhaps, Pingyang has also taken action against the dragon seed.
Considering Consort Hui's reaction, Xiao Zhian concluded that Lin Huaiyin had not yet had a chance to speak to her.
So, he will speak for those who have left things unsaid.
"Your Majesty," Xiao Zhian called out.
Consort Hui trembled.
"Please forgive my bluntness, but there seems to be a problem with your unborn child. I have heard that the nuns at the Holy Water Temple are highly accomplished and can communicate with the divine. Your Majesty, you might as well go there to worship Buddha and meditate when you have time. Perhaps you will have unexpected gains."
Upon hearing this, Consort Hui broke out in a cold sweat and felt a chill run down her spine.
She thought of the pills Princess Pingyang had given her; she had conceived the imperial heir after taking them, and everyone in the palace had complimented her on her good fortune. Could it be…
Seeing that she seemed to understand, Xiao Zhian bowed and left.
Outside Zhaoyang Palace, Xuan Ge stood blocking the palace door with his bare hands.
The imperial guards clashed with swords, their cold gleam reflecting the moonlight.
The Crown Prince, who was in charge of the state, broke into the inner palace at night. The emperor was seriously ill, and no one dared to disturb him. Lin Zhenlie was urgently summoned.
Xiao Zhian bumped into Lin Zhenlie as soon as he came out.
The palace lanterns swayed in the night breeze.
Lin Zhenlie bowed and clasped his hands in greeting: "Your Highness the Crown Prince."
The armor was cold and the figure was handsome and upright, which greatly shocked Lin Zhenlie.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that Xiao Zhian would dare to break into the palace at night.
"General," Xiao Zhian nodded slightly, "I came to discuss the matter of taking a concubine with Your Majesty. I was busy with state affairs and only now have I had a moment to spare. I ask that Your Majesty be lenient and not pursue the matter."
"Your Highness has been working tirelessly on state affairs." Lin Zhenlie looked up and stared directly at Xiao Zhian, saying solemnly, "However, each matter should be addressed separately. Disrespecting the inner palace and violating palace regulations is the most heinous of the ten crimes. The offender is extremely disrespectful. According to regulations, this humble general must invite Your Highness to the Golden Immortal Hall."
Xiao Zhian remained still and said, "But the Emperor is currently unwell. If we disturb him rashly and something goes wrong, I wonder if the General can bear the consequences?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhenlie stood frozen in place.
The sky was completely dark, with the cold moon and stars behind him and the deep palace walls before him, where palace lanterns swayed. Xiao Zhian stood motionless in front of the palace gate.
Lin Zhenlie suddenly had a feeling:
The Crown Prince is forcing the emperor to abdicate.
Or conversely, the Crown Prince is fabricating a crime of varying severity in an attempt to avert disaster.
But why?
In a flash, Lin Zhenlie thought of Lin Huaiyin—the third brother was with Xie Xincun. Could it be that she took Xie Xincun to see the Emperor and the Crown Prince found out?
This is terrible.
A storm is coming; things are about to get chaotic.
Lin Zhenlie's face was a mixture of palace lanterns and the cold glint of swords. He pondered for a long time before slowly saying, "Your Highness's concerns are indeed reasonable. Currently, the Imperial Concubine is in charge of the affairs of the six palaces. Please wait a moment, Your Highness, and we will discuss this further after I have consulted with the Imperial Concubine."
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