As she observed him, she couldn’t help but ask, “Are you… like those people, applying rouge to your lips?” Seeing him seemingly silent for a moment due to her question, she added, “I just…”
Before she could finish speaking, he raised his gaze and stared directly at her, then leaned in slightly and softly responded, “Hmm,” followed by a nonchalant smile. Then he slowly hoarsely said, “Would you like to taste it?”
After saying those words, he leaned in even closer, tilting his head slightly, pressing her against the corner of the bed.
She widened her eyes slightly, intending to push him away. However, at this moment, her body seemed to be out of her control. She allowed him to approach, her gaze fixated on the mole on his eyebrow, as if she had been enchanted.
Just as his breath was already entwining with hers and a moment of pain was felt at the corner of their lips, there suddenly came a commotion from outside. It sounded like the clash of cold weapons, and this sound made Su Qiuge momentarily stunned.
The door of this private room wasn’t very sturdy; it seemed more decorative, with intricate hollow patterns. It couldn’t bear much weight. At this moment, a long sword pierced through, directly breaking open the hollow pattern. The two people who were grappling with each other burst into the room through the broken door.
Xie Xinglin instinctively shielded her behind him, while Su Qiuge stuck her head out and realized that she was familiar with the faces of the two individuals engaged in the fight.
One was the killer woman who led the dance during the ink painting performance, and the other…
was unexpectedly Gao Jing.
Gao Jing was dressed in black, and his originally delicate face carried a hint of coldness against the backdrop of the long sword. He and this woman were evenly matched in the fight. Then another person walked in, shouting, “Are you all a bunch of useless idiots? Hurry up and help him capture that assassin!”
At this moment, Su Qiuge saw Su Yuanzhou and suddenly remembered the earlier cry for protection amidst the chaos. Her eyelids twitched slightly.
The guards behind Su Yuanzhou also rushed forward one after another. The white-clad woman glanced in Su Yuanzhou’s direction, seemingly unwilling to give up. She still wanted to go for his head, but Gao Jing caught her in a moment of vulnerability and thrust his sword directly into her vital point.
The white-clad woman spat out blood and quickly fell, no longer breathing.
Su Yuanzhou sneered beside her, “I wonder who leaked the news and learned that I would come here, preparing such a show of strength against me.”
After he finished speaking, his gaze shifted slightly, and he locked eyes with Su Qiuge, who was on the bed. He seemed to doubt his own eyes and blinked in disbelief. Not to mention that she was currently being intimately embraced by a man, who was the courtesan whom he had disliked before and had wanted to kill with a single strike.
Both of them were disheveled, and it wasn’t hard to imagine what had been happening before they arrived here. Just the thought of it made Su Yuanzhou’s face turn pale, and he couldn’t help but point at her with raised eyebrows and say, “Why aren’t you staying well within the palace? How did you end up here??”
Su Qiuge also found the situation particularly absurd at this moment.
Thinking about Su Yuanzhou’s previous disdainful remarks about this kind of amusement place, where he looked down upon those who lingered here, claiming that they had lost their ambition. Well…
With a face full of disdain, she retorted, “Aren’t you here too?”
And she added, “Whatever reason brought you here is the same reason that brought me here.”
Since we’ve both bumped into each other, both of us sneaking around, there’s no need to argue about who is more noble.
Her words successfully brought a tinge of embarrassment to Su Yuanzhou’s face.
Although he had concealed his arrival from many people, after all, if news of the crown prince frequenting such a place got out, it wouldn’t end well. But…
But… His imperial sister had never spoken so harshly to him before.
Thinking of this, his gaze shifted to the man next to her, who had a clear and refined appearance but exuded a touch of seductiveness. Suddenly, he understood something.
Perhaps it was this mysterious and alluring courtesan who whispered in their ears, not only enticing the princess to come to such a place but also sowing discord between the two siblings…
Su Yuanzhou stared at him with clenched teeth for a while, then sneered, “Wasn’t this person already kicked out by the imperial sister? How shameless of him to come back again? Such a servant who fails to recognize his own status should be dragged out and beaten to death.”
As he spoke, he looked at him with a gaze that completely evaluated a dead person, his hostility evident on his face.
Xie Xinglin, on the other hand, raised an eyebrow slightly and then placed a hand on his lips, softly coughing.
Su Qiuge, standing at the side, heard this and shifted her gaze to his waist, noticing that his wound was still bleeding. So Su Qiuge stood in front of him and said to Su Yuanzhou, “I came here of my own accord.”
While Su Yuanzhou was still thinking about how to punish this fox spirit, he suddenly heard Su Qiuge’s words and looked up in surprise.
Only then did he realize that his imperial sister was protecting the fox spirit behind her, and that vixen was looking at him with a hint of triumphant contempt in her eyes.
In the next moment, Su Qiuge solemnly uttered words that left him dumbfounded, “I forced him, it has nothing to do with him.”
After Su Yuanzhou reacted, he clenched his fists and stared at the person she was protecting with blazing eyes.
What kind of soup had this manipulative fox spirit fed his sister?
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