Shang Chuyue's legs went weak and she couldn't stand up. She crawled to Shang Xiche's feet, hugged his legs, and cried out, "Father, please don't! I don't want to be married off. Please let me stay in the palace and keep you and Mother company a little longer, okay?"
"If you can't choose for yourself, I'll choose for you." Shang Xiche was still thinking about dealing with Jiang Zhenning, and he kicked Shang Chuyue away impatiently and ruthlessly.
Then, he turned to the group of concubines and palace servants who had come to watch the drama unfold, and said sternly, "If I hear even a single word of what happened today elsewhere, you can all wash your necks and wait to be beheaded! Dequan!"
"Your Majesty, this servant is here," Eunuch De hurriedly came out with his whisk in his hand to answer.
"Make a list of everyone present today. If you miss one, fill in the blank with your own head," Shang Xiche said, then turned and walked away without looking back.
"Father, Father...!"
Shang Chuyue crawled a few steps on the ground, crying and calling out to the emperor, but the emperor did not slow down his pace at all.
Helpless, Shang Chuyue had no choice but to crawl back and cry as she begged Shang Xiye, "Ninth Imperial Uncle, Yue'er knows she was wrong. Yue'er will never listen to anyone again. Yue'er will replace all the people around her. Whoever Ninth Imperial Uncle tells Yue'er to use, Yue'er will use. Just please don't make Yue'er marry far away for a political marriage. Please, Yue'er begs you!"
"Haven't you figured it out yet?" Shang Xiye looked at Shang Chuyue coldly, utterly disappointed in her.
"Understand what?" Shang Chuyue looked bewildered, her face streaked with tears, her eyes red and pitiful. "What does Ninth Imperial Uncle want Yue'er to understand? Just tell me, and Yue'er will obediently do as you say. Really, Yue'er will change everything!"
Shang Xiye shook his head; this girl was truly simple-minded.
This is her greatest strength, and also her most fatal weakness.
"Just marry someone with a gentle personality. Kyoto isn't suitable for you," Shang Xiye said, then waved for someone to drag Shang Chuyue away.
In my arms.
The icicles the little female bandit was holding had melted quite a bit, and the icy water had become scalding hot from her touch, soaking his clothes.
Her condition was getting worse, and her soft moans were becoming uncontrollable.
On the bed behind him, Shang Beiyu was in a similar condition.
"Take him back to your palace and find him a palace maid with a clean background," Shang Xiye instructed Wuying.
Wuying didn't respond immediately. After a pause, he said, "Your Highness, the Third Prince..."
He likes men.
Thinking of this, Shang Xiye's violent gaze lessened slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Could we find someone who is willing and has a clean background?"
"Most of them have impeccable backgrounds, but I've heard there are male prostitutes in the Cuihong Pavilion," Wuying replied softly, her head bowed.
Shang Beiyu on the bed: "..."
You son of a bitch!
I really want to jump up and punch Wuying to death. What a nuisance!
"Go and do it," Shang Xiye looked up at Wushang, his voice low and deep. "Return to the manor."
Upon hearing this, Xique beckoned to the two guards, pointed to Caiqin who was huddled in the corner, wishing she could dig a hole and disappear, and said, "Take this bastard back. I said I'd turn her into mincemeat, so turn her into mincemeat!"
"Ah! Don't touch me! I am a palace person, you can't take me out of the palace to abuse me!" Caiqin struggled fiercely and screamed in terror, "Princess, please save me, they are going to take me away and beat me to death, Princess!"
Looking at Caiqin, who seemed to be going crazy, Shang Chuyue recalled how Caiqin had been jumping around in front of the Empress and Aunt Songshan recently. Then, thinking about her own current situation, she finally felt hatred towards this childhood friend.
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