"Huff..."
Finally, the ceremony was over. Song Jinyu had some doubts in her mind. However, there was no time for her to think now.
Zhongli Mingye rode on his horse, tightly embracing her. Facing the autumn sun, they galloped on the boundless prairie.
In a blink of an eye, they left the crowd behind and rode far away.
"Slow down..." a complaining voice came from his arms. Zhongli Mingye stopped, jumped off the horse, and smiled as he reached out his hand to her.
They found a pond and sat down. Song Jinyu looked at the blue sky, and her heart seemed to fly. "It's really close to the sky."
"It seems that I can reach it with just a stretch of my hand." She stretched out her fair hand, spread her fingers, and watched the clouds through them.
Zhongli Mingye, sitting beside her, suddenly reached out his hand and covered hers. "The terrain of Yanqiu is higher than that of Daxia. It has many grasslands, and its people mainly live a nomadic life." Their two hands overlapped and intertwined, making one blush and feel one's heart race.
"They move with the water and grass."
Song Jinyu turned to look at him admiringly and said coquettishly, "You really know a lot!"
"Since the age of three, princes start their enlightenment, and at the age of five, they enter school. These are all required courses." Zhongli Mingye replied indifferently.
Suddenly, she saw something strange in his eyes. She got closer to him. "It's not easy to be a prince."
"Indeed. A prince not only has to be erudite and talented, knowing astronomy and geography, but also has to be good at horse - riding and archery, and even go to the battlefield."
"Both in the court and the harem, there are countless schemes and difficulties."
Song Jinyu felt a bit heart - ache. "Everyone says that the royal family is good, but actually it's better to be a young master of a wealthy family."
Zhongli Mingye reached out and hugged her. His finger gently brushed across her red lips. "As long as I have you, it's enough for me."
This guy really knew how to talk. However, she felt excited in her heart. When their eyes met, she suddenly thought of Rong Qing'er and immediately asked,
"I never really cared about it. However, the Regent's actions are really thought - provoking."
"It's just a pity..."
A pity for what? Was he pitying that he didn't marry Rong Qing'er?
Seeing her little thoughts, Zhongli Mingye smiled and tapped the tip of her nose. "The King of the Southern Court has a little - known hobby."
"What hobby?"
Looking into her innocent eyes, Zhongli Mingye hesitated to say it. The King of the Southern Court was extremely fond of torturing people in bed. The reason why the previous four Regent's wives didn't show up today was probably that they were tortured so badly that they couldn't be seen in public.
"Tell me quickly!" Song Jinyu was eager to know.
"Do you really want to know?"
Zhongli Mingye leaned close to her ear mischievously and whispered a few words.
Instantly, Song Jinyu almost died of shame and anger. She regretted asking. "Jinyu, since you're so curious, how about we experience the pleasure every day after we get married?"
"Zhongli Mingye! I'm going to kill you..." Teased, Song Jinyu was furious. She grabbed his neck and shook him back and forth.
"Ha..."
His hearty laughter drifted away with the fragrance of the grass. The horse grazing with its head down looked up at the sky.
Song Jinyu understood Rong Qing'er's hatred very well. After experiencing Song Wangqiu, He Shuyi, and Shen Yingyun, she understood that a woman's jealousy was like a poisonous snake.
Seeing that she was lost in thought again, Zhongli Mingye comforted her, "Don't worry. Now that you're by my side, no one can hurt you."
"Okay..."
She nestled in his arms safely and fell asleep quietly. She didn't wake up until the evening mist was heavy and was carried onto the horse by him.
In the tent of the King of the Southern Court, a terrible thing was happening at this moment.
The bride, Rong Qing'er, unexpectedly saw several ghost - like women.
"Ah..."
She looked at the women crawling on the ground in horror. "Hehe..."
"So it's the new bride?"
"Help! Help!" The guards outside the tent remained expressionless, as if they were used to it.
The King of the Southern Court walked in, waved his hand, and the guards stepped forward to drag away the four strange women.
He looked at the frightened bride on the bed with a sinister look in his eyes, reached out roughly, and grabbed her. "My love, can't you wait?"
"Ah! Help!"
At this moment, Rong Qing'er finally knew what it meant to be helpless. At first, Ming Ruyi saved her, but then pushed her into hell with her own hands.
Looking at her bruised body and the rude man beside her who had fallen asleep, she endured the urge to kill the King of the Southern Court and got up to take a bath.
"Song Jinyu, if it weren't for you, how could I have ended up in this situation?"
Originally, she thought that if she married the Regent of Yanqiu, she could obtain supreme power. But now, she covered her mouth and cried silently in despair.
The figure of Song Jinyu flashed before her eyes, and hatred welled up in her heart!
"Just you wait!!"
Three days later,
Song Jinyu had just felt Yan Fei's pulse and checked his wound. "Your recovery is going well, but it will take you a year or so to fully recover your skills."
Seeing that she looked a bit guilty, Yan Fei smiled. "Little junior sister, don't worry. I'm already satisfied that I have the opportunity to recover."
"Don't worry, senior brother. I will definitely help you."
She told Niaoniao to take good care of Yan Fei and then went out.
Unexpectedly, she was suddenly surrounded. "Capture her!" Cheng Song and Yan Fei quickly rushed over upon hearing the noise and stood in front of her.
"Who are you? How dare you be so presumptuous?"
Mi Cui also rushed over. "How dare you! How dare you be rude to the Princess of Prince Yu!"
The leader stepped forward and looked down on them. "This woman killed the King of Yanqiu. The Daxia Dynasty must give us an explanation!"
Xiao Xueyi came over and frowned. "Is there some misunderstanding?" The King of Yanqiu was killed? He died at such a critical moment.
He hinted to the strong man beside him to go and find Prince Yu.
Song Jinyu was not flustered at all. After all, she hadn't done it. Whether the King of Yanqiu was dead or alive had nothing to do with her. For a moment, the situation was at a stalemate.
The guards of Yanqiu wanted to take her away by force. Unexpectedly, Prince Yu rode his horse and rushed to the front. "I'm here. Who dares to insult her!"
"Your Highness, calm down. This woman was with the King last night, so we need to take her back for interrogation."
Zhongli Mingye narrowed his phoenix - like eyes and sneered. "What if I say no?"
The guard gritted his teeth. "Then there will surely be a war between Yanqiu and Daxia."
"I hate being threatened the most in my life..." He drew out his soft sword and was about to kill this man on the spot.
The King of the Southern Court rushed over and said, "We don't mean to be rude to Miss Song. The matter is rather strange, but it's true that our King of Yanqiu was assassinated."
He stepped forward and took a closer look at Song Jinyu. Although he didn't believe it, he still told the truth. "Last night, the guards in the King's tent saw a woman in the same clothes as Miss Song enter the tent."
"Oh? What a coincidence. These days, Jinyu has hardly left my side except for feeling Yan Gongzi's pulse."
"Your Highness, that's too absolute. After all, you weren't with her at night."
"Presumptuous!"
Zhongli Mingye was extremely angry and stabbed at the throat of the King of the Southern Court with his sword. His eyes became more and more sinister. This remark was too insulting to Song Jinyu, and he couldn't bear it anymore.
Xiao Xueyi's face became even uglier. The King of the Southern Court was splashing dirty water on Song Jinyu.
Suddenly, he said, "King of the Southern Court, do you think she is as ignorant of etiquette as your people in Yanqiu?"
"Just for this remark, you deserve to die!"
Song Jinyu, who had been silent for a long time, said calmly, "The guards outside my tent can testify, and so can the people around Prince Yu. They can prove whether I went out at night or not!"
"However, you surely won't believe it. Because this is not the result you want, or perhaps not the result your new princess wants."
She looked at the King of the Southern Court coldly, with a threatening look in her eyes.
"But since you insulted my reputation like this, we'll settle this score later."
"The most urgent thing now is to find the real culprit."
She took a step forward and stared at the King of the Southern Court. "If it's found out that I'm not the real culprit, what will you do?" Everyone was shocked. The King of the Southern Court was the powerful Regent of Yanqiu, yet this woman dared to speak like this.
The atmosphere became cold. Prince Yu's sword moved forward a bit, and the threatening meaning became more obvious.
Reluctantly, the King of the Southern Court had to say, "I will surely apologize to you."