Su Yun felt as if her heart was being slowly tortured. "That's right, it was wishful thinking on my part, I overestimated myself."
"But who is Lin Qingwan? What makes her think she can win your heart!"
Zhao Cong calmly said, "Because she treats Feng'er sincerely, because she has no ulterior motives towards me, and because she is lucky enough to be liked by me."
Su Yun nearly choked on her words.
"As for you, I never thought you had any brains. You actually managed to use Father Emperor as a cover to kill Lin Qingwan, ruin Tang Yun, and also satisfy Father Emperor's desire to eliminate the Tang family."
"Is there someone of yours in the Warm Heart Pavilion?"
Zhao Cong's cold gaze swept over her, and Su Yun felt a fear as if she were being attacked by swords.
Before she could answer, Zhao Cong suddenly realized and said, "To be precise, they are Cui'er's people, the people of the Xiongnu general Helian Zhu."
Su Yun lost her balance and nearly knocked over the wine cups on the round table.
She suddenly laughed, "I know what the Crown Prince wants. Cui'er is very good at hiding her true nature. I didn't know she was a spy before, and even if I had known, I wouldn't have ruined my father's reputation."
"But I know who Nuanxin Pavilion and Cui'er are associating with."
"Does Your Highness wish to hear it?"
Zhao Cong squinted at him and said, "Your terms."
Su Yun's eyes were wet as she looked at him with lingering reluctance. "The Crown Prince and I never drank the nuptial wine, and the ceremony was never completed. If I die like this, I'll become a wandering ghost."
The etiquette for Su Yun's enfeoffment as a concubine was very simple, and she didn't care about the formalities. However, the Crown Prince didn't enter the side hall that night, and she stayed alone to drink the nuptial wine until dawn.
That's why she poisoned the nuptial wine on their wedding day, but unexpectedly, the Crown Prince went to war and didn't get to drink with Lin Qingwan.
Heaven still favors her.
Su Yun raised her glass. "Drink it, and I'll tell you."
Zhao Cong smelled something in the wine, his eyes flickered, and he drank it all in one gulp. "Speak."
Su Yun was satisfied. "Your Highness, come closer."
As she had predicted, Zhao Cong saw Su Yun stumble into his arms, her eyes filled with desire, her breathing heavy. "Does the Crown Prince want me right now?"
Zhao Cong instinctively felt an uncontrollable fire burning within him; his fingernails dug into his flesh. "Speak."
Su Yun's lips brushed against his neck, her fingers roaming over his body. "If I could be a true husband and wife with the Crown Prince before I die, I would be satisfied."
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