Prince Duan held Ning Si's hand in one hand, raised his eyes, and looked at the woman with a calm expression sitting on the edge of the bed. His face was full of worry. "What are you going to do?"
Gu Ying sneered coldly. Her tone was indifferent, but carried a weighty implication. "Today Zhao Changxing took advantage of Ning Si to plot against me. I can't let him off easily."
"He plotted against you?" Prince Duan narrowed his eyes as if recalling something. His eyes darkened. "That's right. Speaking of which, as the elder brother, Zhao Changxing has always been very jealous of Du. You should know about the incident between Du and Huo Qiyun back then, right?"
Gu Ying nodded. "Um."
Prince Duan said, "I had someone investigate. Huo Qiyun was drugged. When she woke up, she was with Zhao Changxing. She really had no choice but to marry him. This incident gave Du no small blow, almost costing him his life."
Gu Ying's slender eyebrows gently knitted together. "I already know most of these things. Zhao Changxing is vicious and unscrupulous. He is a disaster if kept around. I don't have the patience to deal with him in the long run. I plan to take this great opportunity tonight and get rid of him directly."
Prince Duan looked unexpectedly at the calm and composed Gu Ying. He didn't expect that a young girl without her husband around would have such intelligence and ability.
The fierceness in her eyes was exactly like Du's.
Her exquisite, palm-sized face was bathed in the dim candlelight, cold and aloof, appearing to have steadiness and self-control beyond her years.
Having grown up in the royal family, Prince Duan had seen enough of sinister scheming and plots. Of course he wasn't some true living Buddha or saint either.
His kindness and righteousness simply meant he didn't want to harm or kill people.
But if someone really crossed his bottom line, such as violating Ning Si, he wouldn't show great mercy to that person either.
He calmly glanced back, his cold gaze falling on Ning Si's slightly flushed cheeks again. His tone turned cold. "I will assist you."
Gu Ying hmm'd and took Qing Yun out first, instructing her to quietly return to the dormitory where Ning Si originally lived.
Qing Yun bowed and left crying.
Soon she ran out crying again.
Gu Ying took a look at the still sleeping Ning Si. "Your Highness Prince Duan, I'll leave Ning Si to you."
There was a surge of darkness in Prince Duan's eyes. His big hand held the hand of the sleeping woman tightly. "Alright."
...
Gu Ying turned around and left the yard, sneaking out again through the back door and onto the carriage with the Duke's Residence plaque that Yin Zhu had prepared early on.
The carriage had just stopped at the gate when Qing Yun came rushing and threw herself on. "Consort! Something happened to my young miss! Please help my young miss!"
Gu Ying poked her head out of the carriage. She held up Qing Yun and pretended to be anxious. "Don't panic Qing Yun. Hurry, take me to find your young miss!"
Qing Yun wiped her tears and, along with Yin Zhu, helped Gu Ying down from the carriage. The three hurriedly walked into the temple.
The few local ruffians guarding the temple gate exchanged glances and went into the temple to report.
After Qing Yun left, Zhao Changxing waited in Ning Si's yard.
Hearing the news, the corners of his mouth hooked up slightly. "When they come in, knock out those two meddlesome maids first."
"Yes, young master."
Zhao Changxing's eyes curved up. "Tonight, in this quiet, secluded temple, it happens to allow this young master to properly hear her cries in bed."
Gu Ying's voice had always been soft and pleasant. Even just hearing her speak made one tingle all over. Her cries in bed must be very arousing.
Just thinking about that scene made him restless and hot all over. "How wonderful! What are you guys still waiting for? Go stand guard!"
The ruffians had taken his money and would naturally follow orders. They went to hide in the corners of the yard with clubs in their hands, ready to strike at any time.
To get Gu Ying, Zhao Changxing had made preparations long ago.
He had specifically found local ruffians who often roamed around Qingyun Temple. If Gu Ying was sensible and didn't make a big fuss out of this, it would be fine. But if she had a fiery temper and insisted on crying and making trouble, it would be easy for him to slip away afterwards by pushing everything onto the ruffians.
Just as he was thinking about how to deal with her, he heard Qing Yun crying and a series of footsteps outside, mingled with Gu Ying's soft, pleasant voice.
Seeing this, Zhao Changxing was thrilled. His eyes instantly lit up. He rubbed his hands in anticipation, waiting for Gu Ying to willingly walk through his door.
The yard door soon opened, but things seemed a little off.
The first one to enter was a red-clothed maid. The two ruffians who rushed out to attack were sent flying into the wall by her swift kicks.
Zhao Changxing walked out from under the eaves with narrowed eyes. "Sister, what is the meaning of this?"
Gu Ying pursed her lips. "Qing Yun, close the door."
Qing Yun obediently went to close it while Yin Zhu took the chance to knock down the other two ruffians.
In a moment, the four men were lying on the snowy ground facing the sky and crying out in pain.
Seeing this, Zhao Changxing was delighted. He had never felt such excitement through all the years of womanizing. For the first time tonight with Gu Ying, he experienced the pleasure between a man and a woman without any intimacy.
The colder she was, the more he wanted to crush her aloofness. With this thought, he stretched out his finger and hooked Gu Ying's chin. "My dear sister, shall I comfort you well?"
Gu Ying raised her chin, looking up at him. "How about I comfort you instead?"
Hearing this, Zhao Changxing felt his bones turn soft. "Oh?"
Gu Ying tilted her head, curving her lips into a smile. "Come, let's go inside?"
Zhao Changxing's heart started pounding rapidly. Having been through so many romantic entanglements over the years, he had never felt such excitement before. It was the first time tonight to feel the thrill between a man and woman with Gu Ying without any intimacy at all.
He wiped his lips, watching as Gu Ying walked inside.
That slender, deadly waist. Those round, plump buttocks... That delicate, upright back, and those straight legs hidden under her skirt.
He swallowed and immediately followed her in.
The ruffians were still unwilling to leave even after the door closed.
Qing Yun started worrying again. "Yin Zhu, will your mistress really be alright?"
Yin Zhu calmly shook her head. "It will be fine."
Not to mention Prince Duan's hidden guards all around, there were already two top experts from the Prince Consort waiting outside the yard.
If anything really happened to the consort, none of them would live either.
Although Yin Zhu said so, Qing Yun still felt afraid and worried in her heart.
Prince Duan held Ning Si's hand in one hand, raised his eyes, and looked at the woman with a calm expression sitting on the edge of the bed. His face was full of worry. "What are you going to do?"
Gu Ying sneered coldly. Her tone was indifferent, but carried a weighty implication. "Today Zhao Changxing took advantage of Ning Si to plot against me. I can't let him off easily."
"He plotted against you?" Prince Duan narrowed his eyes as if recalling something. His eyes darkened. "That's right. Speaking of which, as the elder brother, Zhao Changxing has always been very jealous of Du. You should know about the incident between Du and Huo Qiyun back then, right?"
Gu Ying nodded. "Um."
Prince Duan said, "I had someone investigate. Huo Qiyun was drugged. When she woke up, she was with Zhao Changxing. She really had no choice but to marry him. This incident gave Du no small blow, almost costing him his life."
Gu Ying's slender eyebrows gently knitted together. "I already know most of these things. Zhao Changxing is vicious and unscrupulous. He is a disaster if kept around. I don't have the patience to deal with him in the long run. I plan to take this great opportunity tonight and get rid of him directly."
Prince Duan looked unexpectedly at the calm and composed Gu Ying. He didn't expect that a young girl without her husband around would have such intelligence and ability.
The fierceness in her eyes was exactly like Du's.
Her exquisite, palm-sized face was bathed in the dim candlelight, cold and aloof, appearing to have steadiness and self-control beyond her years.
Having grown up in the royal family, Prince Duan had seen enough of sinister scheming and plots. Of course he wasn't some true living Buddha or saint either.
His kindness and righteousness simply meant he didn't want to harm or kill people.
But if someone really crossed his bottom line, such as violating Ning Si, he wouldn't show great mercy to that person either.
He calmly glanced back, his cold gaze falling on Ning Si's slightly flushed cheeks again. His tone turned cold. "I will assist you."
Gu Ying hmm'd and took Qing Yun out first, instructing her to quietly return to the dormitory where Ning Si originally lived.
Qing Yun bowed and left crying.
Soon she ran out crying again.
Gu Ying took a look at the still sleeping Ning Si. "Your Highness Prince Duan, I'll leave Ning Si to you."
There was a surge of darkness in Prince Duan's eyes. His big hand held the hand of the sleeping woman tightly. "Alright."
...
Gu Ying turned around and left the yard, sneaking out again through the back door and onto the carriage with the Duke's Residence plaque that Yin Zhu had prepared early on.
The carriage had just stopped at the gate when Qing Yun came rushing and threw herself on. "Consort! Something happened to my young miss! Please help my young miss!"
Gu Ying poked her head out of the carriage. She held up Qing Yun and pretended to be anxious. "Don't panic Qing Yun. Hurry, take me to find your young miss!"
Qing Yun wiped her tears and, along with Yin Zhu, helped Gu Ying down from the carriage. The three hurriedly walked into the temple.
The few local ruffians guarding the temple gate exchanged glances and went into the temple to report.
After Qing Yun left, Zhao Changxing waited in Ning Si's yard.
Hearing the news, the corners of his mouth hooked up slightly. "When they come in, knock out those two meddlesome maids first."
"Yes, young master."
Zhao Changxing's eyes curved up. "Tonight, in this quiet, secluded temple, it happens to allow this young master to properly hear her cries in bed."
Gu Ying's voice had always been soft and pleasant. Even just hearing her speak made one tingle all over. Her cries in bed must be very arousing.
Just thinking about that scene made him restless and hot all over. "How wonderful! What are you guys still waiting for? Go stand guard!"
The ruffians had taken his money and would naturally follow orders. They went to hide in the corners of the yard with clubs in their hands, ready to strike at any time.
To get Gu Ying, Zhao Changxing had made preparations long ago.
He had specifically found local ruffians who often roamed around Qingyun Temple. If Gu Ying was sensible and didn't make a big fuss out of this, it would be fine. But if she had a fiery temper and insisted on crying and making trouble, it would be easy for him to slip away afterwards by pushing everything onto the ruffians.
Just as he was thinking about how to deal with her, he heard Qing Yun crying and a series of footsteps outside, mingled with Gu Ying's soft, pleasant voice.
Seeing this, Zhao Changxing was thrilled. His eyes instantly lit up. He rubbed his hands in anticipation, waiting for Gu Ying to willingly walk through his door.
The yard door soon opened, but things seemed a little off.
The first one to enter was a red-clothed maid. The two ruffians who rushed out to attack were sent flying into the wall by her swift kicks.
Zhao Changxing walked out from under the eaves with narrowed eyes. "Sister, what is the meaning of this?"
Gu Ying pursed her lips. "Qing Yun, close the door."
Qing Yun obediently went to close it while Yin Zhu took the chance to knock down the other two ruffians.
In a moment, the four men were lying on the snowy ground facing the sky and crying out in pain.
Seeing this, Zhao Changxing was delighted. He had never felt such excitement through all the years of womanizing. For the first time tonight with Gu Ying, he experienced the pleasure between a man and a woman without any intimacy.
The colder she was, the more he wanted to crush her aloofness. With this thought, he stretched out his finger and hooked Gu Ying's chin. "My dear sister, shall I comfort you well?"
Gu Ying raised her chin, looking up at him. "How about I comfort you instead?"
Hearing this, Zhao Changxing felt his bones turn soft. "Oh?"
Gu Ying tilted her head, curving her lips into a smile. "Come, let's go inside?"
Zhao Changxing's heart started pounding rapidly. Having been through so many romantic entanglements over the years, he had never felt such excitement before. It was the first time tonight to feel the thrill between a man and woman with Gu Ying without any intimacy at all.
He wiped his lips, watching as Gu Ying walked inside.
That slender, deadly waist. Those round, plump buttocks... That delicate, upright back, and those straight legs hidden under her skirt.
He swallowed and immediately followed her in.
The ruffians were still unwilling to leave even after the door closed.
Qing Yun started worrying again. "Yin Zhu, will your mistress really be alright?"
Yin Zhu calmly shook her head. "It will be fine."
Not to mention Prince Duan's hidden guards all around, there were already two top experts from the Prince Consort waiting outside the yard.
If anything really happened to the consort, none of them would live either.
Although Yin Zhu said so, Qing Yun still felt afraid and worried in her heart.
