Chapter 191: Terrified

The emperor, who had not yet walked far, heard the scream and his nerves tightened. He angrily asked, "What's going on?"

"Your Majesty, it seems to be... the voice of the maid in Ci'an Palace." The personal guard lowered his head, looking a little uneasy, "Does your Majesty want to go and see?"

What does it mean?

It was the voice coming from Ci'an Palace.

Rong Chuyun said sternly, "Turn around and go back to Ci'an Palace!"

"Yes."

The guards hurriedly turned back to Ci'an Palace with the imperial carriage and stopped at the palace gate. Rong Chuyun hurriedly walked into the palace gate. The master guard with martial arts skills walked in front of him to clear the way. His right hand tightly grasped the long sword at his waist, and his whole body was full of vigilance.

After a burst of screams of fear in the hall, someone turned around and fled in panic, and then someone shouted: "Empress Dowager! Empress Dowager!"

"Ah! Help! There's a dead person! There's a dead person!"

"Mother!"

"Empress Dowager!"

"Empress! Empress, wake up!"

"Someone! Come on!"

"Quick, go get the doctor! No, go get the emperor!"

The panicked voices of the maids were mixed together, accompanied by the princess's frightened voice, like a group of ants on a hot pot, full of ominous atmosphere.

The guards could no longer hesitate and quickened their pace to enter the inner hall.

Rong Chuyun's face was terribly gloomy, and he followed him in quickly. All the guards protected him by his side, and their eyes were full of vigilance.

After stepping into the hall, Rong Chuyun's footsteps suddenly froze, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at the hall in disbelief.

In the bright lights, two corpses were lying neatly on the palace brick floor in a horrible posture. The corpses were arranged side by side, but their bodies were twisted in pain due to torture. There were visible scars all over their bodies, and their limbs were broken. It was unknown how long they had been dead.

Rong Chuyun's face turned pale in an instant, and his expression was shocked and angry.

The Queen Mother and the Queen fainted from fear. The palace maids hurriedly helped the Queen Mother to the bed in the inner hall. The Queen was also placed on the brocade bed. Only the eldest princess was still conscious, but her face was pale and bloodless, her eyes were full of fear, and her legs were so soft that she couldn't move a step.

Rong Chuyun stared at the two corpses.

The scars on their bodies were messy and horrible, but only their faces were not damaged at all. After the guards pushed aside the messy and dry hair, they could clearly recognize that they were Gu Qingshu who had been missing for several days and Wei Yan, the commander of the guards of the Regent's Palace - also the insider arranged by the Queen Mother in the Regent's Palace.

At that moment, Rong Chuyun clearly felt a chill running up his spine from the soles of his feet.

…

The palace was in chaos, but it couldn't stop the affection of the Regent Palace.

As soon as he returned to Zhaochen Palace, Rong Yu hugged Nan Xi and kissed her fiercely, with such force that he seemed to want to swallow her alive. Nan Xi was like a weak rabbit in the hands of a ferocious lion in his hands, and was pressed down on the bed without any resistance.

Qingyang, Yinyue and Yinshuang led all the maids out tactfully, leaving the two masters space to vent.

The temperature in the palace was rising.

However, just as the clothes were about to be torn off, Nan Xi tried hard to avoid Rong Yu's tough and arrogant movements: "Stop..."

One word, more effective than an imperial edict.

Rong Yu paused and slowly raised his eyes to look at her.

The four eyes met, and the atmosphere was a little subtle.

"Rong Yu." Nan Xi's tone was calm, and no special emotions could be heard. "You just met that woman in the palace."

Rong Yu: "..."

"I saw it from the dark." Nan Xi said calmly, "Your hand touched another woman."

Rong Yu pursed his lips.

"Although it was to break her restless claws, it still touched her." Nan Xi said, "I'm not happy."

"My fault." Rong Yu's expression changed slightly, and he admitted his mistake without any hesitation, "I'll go wash my hands."

"Wash your hands?" Nan Xi frowned, "Wash your hands and they will be clean?"

Rong Yu: "..."

"I think that woman is very dirty." Nan Xi's voice was cold, "Your hand touched a woman's dirty hand."

"Yeah." Rong Yu's lips were pursed more and more, staring at her obviously unhappy expression, and his tone became lower and more submissive, "Xi'er is right."

"What do you think we should do?"

Rong Yu's eyes turned slightly, and he raised his right hand and looked at it: "Cut it off."

Cut it off?

Nan Xi widened his eyes.

Rong Yu turned over neatly, and before Nan Xi could react, he pulled out a dagger from his boots, which had not yet been taken off, and slashed at his right wrist at lightning speed, with almost no hesitation.

Nan Xi's pupils shrank, and she was so scared that her soul flew away: "Rong Yu, stop it!"

As soon as the voice fell, she turned over and sat up suddenly, and the dagger in Rong Yu's hand just stopped at her wrist, and blood dripped down her wrist onto the bed, which was shocking.

Nan Xi's face turned pale, and she suddenly reached out and grabbed his left wrist holding the dagger.

"What are you doing?" Nan Xi's voice trembled, "Are you crazy?"

Rong Yu raised his eyes, looked at her panicked little face, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt."

It doesn't hurt?

Nan Xi almost wanted to beat him to death.

She grabbed the dagger and threw it to the ground, as if throwing away some scourge, and then pulled her clothes to wipe the blood on his wrist. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, only a little superficial cut.

But she was trembling all over at this moment.

"Rong Yu." She gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "Are you trying to scare me to death?"

Rong Yu was silent for a moment, then reached out and hugged her in his arms: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

Don't be afraid?

Nan Xi pushed him away: "Are you mentally ill? You are the regent king, so majestic in the palace, but how come you become a fool when you return to the palace? You can even cut off your own hand. Don't you want me to have a one-armed husband?"

Rong Yu pursed his lips and whispered: "It was Xier who said that his hands were dirty and couldn't be washed clean."

There was a hint of grievance in his voice.

"Cut it off if it can't be washed clean?" Nan Xi could hardly believe it, "Can another hand grow out after it is cut off?"

He was still aggrieved?

She felt aggrieved. She just wanted to play a joke on him, but the price of this joke almost scared her to death.

"One hand doesn't matter." Rong Yu whispered, "It's enough to protect Xi'er."

Nan Xi was so angry that she yelled at him: "Then should I cut off one hand to accompany you?"

"My beloved concubine, don't be angry." Rong Yu admitted his mistakes repeatedly, "I know I'm wrong, can you let Xi'er deal with it?"

Nan Xi closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "Do you know that I'm sweating all over now?"

"Yeah, it's my fault." Rong Yu hugged her tightly, tilted his head and kissed her face, and whispered to coax her, "Xi'er, don't be angry."

Is it the point whether she is angry or not?

Nan Xi thought about it and still felt incredible: "What on earth are you thinking about? How can you think of cutting off your own hand? Can you be so stupid even if you are possessed by something? I'm really... really..."

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Author's words:

There will be another update around one o'clock. School is about to start. Babies who have to go to school should adjust their work and rest schedule and go to bed early~