"Xu Yiran barged into the Western Xia palace? Or perhaps, once Duanmu Rong has finished dealing with everything and moved us, your fifth brother will arrive just in time?"
"This won't work, that won't work, Xie Lingqin. I think you just want to stay here and never leave. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have come to save you. Anyway, to be honest, you haven't done me much favor."
"Go wash up and go to bed. Anyway, you can't go back to Beirong now. If Duanmu Rong takes a liking to you, you can become the Crown Princess here. It would actually be quite a pleasant thing."
“You…” Yuwen Qingyue’s face turned pale with anger. “I really came to save the wrong person.”
"The truth is, you have become my hindrance. If it weren't for you, I might not have had to reveal the whereabouts of those 50,000 troops."
"Are you really going to tell Duanmu Rong?"
"Otherwise, do you really think he wouldn't dare kill Xuanyuan Du?"
Yuwen Qingpeng was stifled by Xie Lingqin's sharp words. After a moment, he calmed his mind and said, "Xie Lingqin, have you ever thought about giving up on Xuanyuan Du and befriending Duanmu Rong? If you befriend him, it will be like befriending Southern Qi and Western Xia. Then, the two countries can join forces to deal with Northern Rong."
Xie Lingqin looked at Yuwen Qingyue, every word she uttered was cold, "These words really don't sound like they came from your mouth."
“I know, I hate my father.”
Yuwen Qingyue turned her head away, "My fifth brother and I have no good feelings towards our father or our crown prince brother."
"Go wash up and go to bed."
Xie Lingqin turned away, unmoved.
Yuwen Qingyue was furious. She tightened her grip and went to her bedroom.
"Miss Lingqin, the Crown Prince requests your presence."
At this moment, someone came from outside the hall to invite them.
Xie Lingqin frowned. Instead of taking care of her Consort Min, what was she planning to do? Or was she really so anxious to know the whereabouts of the 50,000 soldiers?
"Is Consort Min alright?"
Xie Lingqin asked.
The eunuch shook his head. "No."
Xie Lingqin nodded slightly and followed the eunuch until they reached Duanmu Rong's bedroom.
Unlike this person's flamboyant and frivolous lifestyle, this bedroom was as pure and holy as a temple.
However, at this moment, a strong stench of blood permeated the air.
Ahead, the yarn was being blown about by the wind, and there seemed to be a trace of blood on it.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, this servant dares not, this servant dares not..."
From inside, weak and feeble pleas for mercy could be heard.
Xie Lingqin frowned again, then stood there, not moving. Behind her, the little eunuch who had come with her earlier remained silent.
In a moment, the veil was lifted, and Duanmu Rong walked out from behind it. He was wearing a bright red inner robe, which was loosely tied, exposing most of his chest. His strong muscles and snow-white, tightly bound lines created a striking image.
However, the painting was grotesque and bloody. Beside it, a palace maid who had lost her hands and feet was dragged out of the painting and slowly walked away.
The bloodstains on the ground were gruesome and repulsive.
Duanmu Rong took the silk handkerchief handed to him by a palace maid, wiped his blood-stained hands, and then looked at her with a smile, "See? I've dealt with the person who attacked me from behind. You can rest assured now."
"This has nothing to do with me; it's a matter in your backyard."
"How can it be unrelated?" Duanmu Rong personally poured Xie Lingqin a cup of tea and handed it to her. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known that my backyard was in such a mess. It shows that you have the potential to be a mistress of the house. Otherwise, I don't need to worry about the whereabouts of those 50,000 soldiers. You can be my Crown Princess. Speaking of which, since you've married me, aren't you also my person?"
As Duanmu Rong was speaking, he suddenly stepped forward.
"Your Highness, something terrible has happened! The Tide Pavilion, where Consort Min resides, has caught fire."
Just then, someone rushed in from outside the hall to report.
Duanmu Rong's face darkened as he looked at the newcomer. "Can the fire be put out?"
“It was being destroyed just now, but there was no sign of Consort Min inside.”
As the person was speaking, he suddenly knelt down.
Duanmu Rong's beautiful and charming face changed instantly. A cold smile appeared on her lips as she looked at Xie Lingqin opposite her.
"Consort Min is in your hands."
"The Crown Prince is wise."
When did you make your move?
“I can always do it if I want to,” Xie Lingqin laughed. “I didn’t expect that Crown Prince Duanmu’s weakness was a concubine. Your story, however, gave me a clue.”
---Aside---
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She transmigrated to another world and found herself sold by her parents for only three taels of silver. She cursed them inwardly.
Although her father doesn't love her and her mother doesn't care about her, she still has a kind and honest husband, doesn't she?
Just when she had made up her mind to live a quiet and reserved life with her husband, she discovered that his family was no pushover either!
A family of scoundrels robbed her already impoverished home of everything; she felt like a hers was running through her mind!
She made her own fortune and now her parents, who had abandoned her before, are acting all high and mighty!
What?! I earned this myself, why should I hand it over to you?!
None of this was difficult for Lin Siyu. If her mother-in-law was unfair, she could separate from the family; if her parents were distant, she could sever ties! But she discovered that her taciturn husband was actually the most cunning wolf in the world!
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