Mischievous wife

  The moonlight is hazy, reflected on the calm lake surface like a bright mirror. The lake water has a faint color and a subtle glow, occasionally when the wind blows, it ripples slightly. To those who pay attention, it's quite eerie.

  Pulling the person beside her hand, Liu Rong trembled and knelt down by the pond. She took out a handful of incense sticks from her sleeve, along with a few scattered ones that were still lit. Apparently afraid that the firelight would attract people, she had lit the incense first before hiding it in her sleeve to bring over.

  Two people stood facing the calm lake water and bowed three times.

  "Your Highness, please have mercy on us. I didn't mean to do it, I'll kowtow to you and burn incense for you every day, and send you delicious food. Your Highness, I know you're a kind person, and I didn't want to do that either... but... I've never harmed you before, oh no, I've never harmed you before, this time..."

  A fragile heart has long been tormented by the wrongs of the night, and the condemnation of conscience has made it even more disordered. The mind is not very clear either, a few words of confession are spoken in a confused manner.

  "Rong'er, I'm coming." The man took the incense from her hand and bowed three times towards the lake water. "Wang Fei, I know that whether it was intentional or unintentional, we are both guilty of an unforgivable sin. However, if you really want to take revenge, then take it out on me instead. Rong'er is innocent, and the one who pushed you into the water was also me..."

  "Brother-in-law——" Liu Rong exclaimed, covering his mouth. In the corner of her eyes, a few tears welled up. "Brother-in-law, don't talk nonsense. Princess, grievances have a head and debts have a master, if you want revenge, come at me, don't bother brother-in-law."

  "No——" The man let go of Liu Rong's hand, and in the dim light, he gazed deeply into her watery eyes. "Rong'er, a real man dares to take responsibility for his actions. Since I pushed you to become the king's concubine, it is only right that I bear the consequences. Besides, if a man cannot protect the woman he loves, then he does not deserve to be called a man."

  "Older male cousin—"

  "What a pair of deeply affectionate adulterers!" Behind another fake hill, walked out Feng Ye, his face as dark as the night.

  "Your Majesty, Your Highness——" Liu Rong exclaimed, her kneeling legs going limp, and she sat down on her own legs. Zhang's mouth was agape, but he forgot to breathe.

  Someone lit a torch, tearing apart the darkness and exposing secrets unknown to man in the light. Those hiding in the dark all walked into the firelight.

  Because Feng Ye wanted to clear her name, he deliberately let the few concubines and their maids come too. As a result, under the firelight, a large group of blurry figures surrounded the two people kneeling on the ground.

  Taole walked out of the darkness and looked at the two people kneeling on the ground. The man was wearing a coarse linen garment, obviously not from a wealthy family. But his refined face was extremely gentle and firm, just like his voice, which could make women feel at ease.

  Under the fiery light, both of their faces were filled with fear. The man glanced at Liu Rong and then stared intently at Feng Ye Yan. His irregular breathing reflected the fear in his heart. However, he held Liu Rong's hand tightly, in a posture that was hard to separate.

  Taole'er thought she would have a pleasant mood, but it didn't come, nor did the idea of watching plays. The solemnity in her heart was beyond her own expectation. She stared tightly at the clasped hands, speechless. This man should be someone worthy of trust, shouldn't he?

  Looking at Feng Ye again, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. It seemed that the rubbish ideas of ancient men were also deeply rooted in his mind. She had asked Chun Yue, and Feng Ye rarely visited these concubines, especially this second wife. He clearly didn't love this woman, but he thought she was his own possession, and even if he didn't want her, he couldn't let others have her.

  "Liu Ying, as the woman of this king, actually had a private meeting with a wild man in the Yu Wang Fu. Doing such a thing that hurts the wind and loses the customs, you don't know shame?" The gaze was sharp as a sword, and the black pupils slowly narrowed, it was the sign of a furious leopard.

  "Ah——" A heavy slap, hitting her head sideways. Before she could turn around, the hand with a deadly threat grabbed the man's neck. The man's two hands were futilely pulling at his throat.

  Was it the great general on the battlefield who made the enemy tremble with fear? Could his strength be resisted by a scholar-like person? Seeing that man's face turned into liver color due to lack of breath, his mouth opened and closed like a dried-up fish out of water.

  Liu Rong swallowed hard, trying to hold back the fear that was almost making her faint. She stared at Feng Ye with wide eyes. "I... I know I'm guilty. But he's innocent, please let him go, Your Highness. It was all my fault for seducing him, he didn't want it. Punish me however you like, but please spare him. He really is innocent, I beg of you to let him go. Please, have mercy on him... I'll kowtow to you..."

  She didn't care where she was, her head heavily knocked against the stone surface, with a loud thud, a red mark clearly floated up. For a woman who had never suffered much, it was unbearable pain, but she couldn't care about that, and just kept knocking forcefully again and again.

  "That's enough! Husband, let's put them in the big prison first. If everyone is awakened, there will be too many mouths, and it's inevitable that it will spread, which won't be good for anyone." Tao Le'er grasped his wrist, looking up at him with pleading eyes.

  Feng Ye almost glared at her, but slowly let go of his hand. However, the violently heaving chest announced his anger.

  Liu Rong quickly supported the man who was coughing violently and patted his back. "Brother, are you okay? Brother......"

  The man forced a smile and struggled to regain his breathing rhythm. "I... I'm fine..."

  Liu Rong looked at him for a moment, then knelt down and turned around to face Feng Ye Yan. "Your Highness, this is really my fault, I am the one who is shameless, it has nothing to do with him. If you want to punish someone, just punish me alone, please spare him..."

  As he spoke, he knocked his head heavily again.

  "Rong'er——" Liu Rongcai had just kowtowed when he was stopped by the man. "Don't be stupid. Even if you kowtow until your head is broken and bleeding, he won't let us two go."

  The wind howled and the cold air hummed as he let out a loud shout, slapping his palm. The man's body flew out amidst his own mournful cries and Liu Rong's shocked screams. "You've indeed grasped this king's thoughts clearly. What you said is right, even if you were to knock your heads against the ground until they crack, this king still wouldn't be able to forgive you. Guards, take them away and throw them into the great prison, awaiting punishment!"

  "Prince Wang—" Liu Rong wanted to say something, but was held tight by the man beside him and didn't speak again. A red mark slowly slid down from the corner of his mouth.

  Liu Rong turned her head and looked at Tao Le'er without raising her voice to question. She only used her eyes to silently ask, why did you do this?

  Under Tao Le'er's fearful and clear gaze, her heart felt heavy. She opened her mouth but ultimately said nothing. As she watched someone approach, they were taken away. In the flickering flames, the two silhouettes supporting each other seemed thin, yet radiated an unshakeable determination that was impossible to ignore.

  "If I hear anyone gossiping about tonight's events, you'll be the ones who lose your heads!" With that, he let out a cold snort and stormed off.

  Tao Le'er bit her lip and followed. After walking a few steps, she found Xiaotou and whispered to him: "Pass on a message to them, saying that I ordered not to use torture arbitrarily."

  In the midst of hurried footsteps, I looked up at the new moon in the night sky, with a complicated mood that even I couldn't understand.

  When it was still some distance from the bedroom that was being blown by the wind, the sound of "ding-dong" could already be heard. Presumably, the man with a fiery temper was venting his anger on the things around him.

  Taole'er stopped in her tracks outside the door, quietly looking at the door and listening to the voices inside. In her heart, she wondered, are you angry because you really care about Liu Niang, or because she challenged your dignity and authority as a man and a prince?

  She raised her head, gazing up at the inky blackness of the night sky, and felt as though something heavy was weighing down on her chest, making it hard to breathe. Her throat was parched and bitter too. After a long while, she suddenly laughed again. No matter why he was angry, since she had made up her mind to make him hers, there was nothing to be afraid of. She was going to change the prince of a mighty dynasty, not some street urchin - how could it be that easy?

  Take a deep breath, feeling the cool night air seep into her stomach. She smiled softly at that sliver of moonlight. Turning around, she pushed open the door. Those shattering sounds had already stopped.

  The man standing by the table looked up as she came in, gave her a glance, and then turned away. His anger was still evident, clearly not yet dissipated.

  Taole'er looked at the chaotic room, avoiding the fragments on the ground, and slowly walked to his side. He raised his head, meeting that angular yet unusually unstable face. "Has your anger dissipated?"

  Wanted to pour a cup of tea for him, but found the teapot fell on the ground, already in pieces. The brown tea water, winding out a small snake.

  Feng Ye glared at her for a moment, then turned his back to stand by the window. After a brief silence, he turned sideways and looked at her with a slant. "Tell me, is this king not as good as that poor, short, useless man?"

  She was taken aback for a moment, then opened her mouth and let out a sigh. Was it really her, or had he idealized her too much?