Chapter 58: Crisis of Trust
"Murong Chen, you're such a despicable person! You don't know right from wrong. I've been sincere with you all along, but you still doubt me and don't believe me?" Xia Tong shouted, trying her best not to let the tears in her eyes fall. Still fuming, she rushed forward, waving her fists and pummeling Murong Chen, who stood motionless, perfectly embodying the image of a shrew: "You scoundrel! You scoundrel! What makes you not believe me? What makes you doubt me?"
The eunuchs were all shocked and amazed, never expecting that the gentle and kind Empress would have such a fierce side!
"If you don't believe me, then let's just break up. We can part ways amicably... No, that's not it. You can divorce me or I'll divorce you instead..." Xia Tong was so angry she was almost incoherent, and by the end of her tirade, even she didn't know what she had said. All she could hear was a collective gasp from those around her.
"Tong'er!"
Looking at the person in front of him who was heartbroken and desperate, he felt a little puzzled and couldn't understand. With a low growl, his dancing hands were forcefully grasped by him.
Xiatong was taken aback for a moment, and then her lips hurt as he kissed her domineeringly.
The hands holding hers had let go and were now supporting her nape, exerting force to pull her towards him.
Her face flushed, and the unvented anger was suppressed back into her stomach, warming her chest: everything was in silence, he still loved her, he still believed in her! So shouldn't she forgive him?
Her lips moved slightly as she took in his words, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw the bright burning torches behind him.
All the guards are here!
How embarrassing! Embarrassing to the point of ancient times! Public demonstration of kissing!
Xia Tong pushed Mu Bei Chen away from her with a look of panic, keeping him at a safe distance. Then, with a red face, she ignored everything around her and stared at him firmly, saying: "I want you to tell me in person, do you believe me?"
"Tong'er!"
"Hmm!" Natsumi looked forward to it.
"Me..." Mu Beichen's eyes softened, and the corners of his mouth curved up in a gentle arc. He said one word and then paused, looking at Xiaotong with amusement.
"What's wrong with you?"
Xiatong urged, staring at his opening and closing lips, expecting: If she had really decided to leave him just now, she thought she would regret it!
"I believe..." Mu Beichen had just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by another voice: "Your Highness! A subordinate found this in the Luliu Pavilion!"
A jade pendant, carved with intricate designs and a color similar to blood, appeared before Mu Beidust's face. In just one glance, the smile in his eyes receded like the tide. His body swayed slightly as he picked it up, looking at Xia Tong with an expression of pain that spread unreservedly across his eyes!
"Why is it like this? Xia Tong, tell me, why is it so?" Mu Bei Chen held the blood jade pendant in front of her eyes, frowning at her with an extremely painful expression.
"What's wrong?" By intuition, Xia Tong knew something was amiss!
Mu Beichen sneered and said with a smile, "Tong Er, you say that I, the king, really don't know whether to call you Princess Chao Yang or not!"
There was a sense of estrangement in his tone, making Xia Tong feel unfamiliar!
Bang! My heart suddenly froze at boiling point, and then like a roller coaster, it suddenly dropped down with a whoosh!
"This is the token of the Northern Imperial Family - the Blood Jade Pendant. Whoever possesses this jade pendant must be a member of the imperial family, as it requires being worn close to the body and nourished by blood; otherwise, its color will fade away like ordinary jade."
Before Xiaotong could ask, Mubei Chen held up the blood-red jade pendant in front of her and gave her the answer she wanted with a cold tone, his eyes were unfamiliar and made Xiaotong feel terrified!
There's no room for argument or explanation! Nothing can prove more that Xia Tong is the Chao Yang Princess of Bei Jiang, a spy infiltrating Bei Nan State!
The wound that had just begun to scab over was suddenly ripped open again, and a handful of salt was poured in, magnifying the pain infinitely: In the end, he still didn't believe her!
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