Mercenary Princess - Chapter 162
"It seems that I really need to bring you into the palace and train you properly!"
"Don't be shameless! Whose husband are you? You have no title or status; you're just my mistress at best... What are you doing? Behave yourself and stop touching me!"
"So you're complaining that your husband hasn't given you a proper title? Don't worry, my dear, once I return to the palace, I'll immediately announce to the world that I'll make you empress, and then I'll come to marry you with a grand procession of eight bearers." As he finished speaking, he stared into Rongyue's eyes, his earnest and devout gaze so intense that it made Rongyue tremble.
Avoiding Tuoba Chen's gaze, Rongyue lightly punched his shoulder, feigning anger, and said, "Go die somewhere far away!"
A faint sigh escaped her lips, yet it conveyed a profound sadness to Rongyue.
Did her selfishness hurt him again...?
A kiss as light as a feather landed on Rongyue's lips.
A warm breath brushed past his ear: "Little San, I'm leaving. Remember to miss me."
He straightened up, a gentle smile playing on his lips, and Xuanji turned around, his tall and slender figure gradually disappearing into the vast expanse of white snow...
"General."
A sudden jolt ran through her body, and Rongyue turned around in shock, exclaiming in surprise, "It's you!"
"General, it's been a long time."
...
"Mistress, how...how could you..."
"What's wrong? Aren't you welcome?"
Suppressing his doubts, Tuoba Chen lifted Rongyue onto his horse and affectionately rested his chin on the top of her head: "How could I! I'm overjoyed you came along, how could I not welcome you? I'm just wondering, you were just now so adamant about not coming back to the palace with me, why are you doing this now..."
"I've thought it over and over, so I'd better go back to the palace with you for a few days! I haven't seen Yu Yan for many years, I miss her, and I want to catch up with her..."
"Oh, so you didn't enter the palace for me, but for Yu Yan! How heartbreaking!"
"Alright, alright! Let's go, I can't wait to see her!"
She urged him on, patting the horse's back anxiously, looking as if she wanted to sprout wings and fly into the palace immediately, which made Tuoba Chen's eyes cloud over with a slight suspicion...
With Rongyue in his arms, Tuoba Chen nimbly dismounted, patted the steed's head, and handed it to the attendant beside him. He beckoned to the eunuch, intending to instruct him to take Rongyue to find Yuyan, but as he looked down, he saw Rongyue looking around in a panic.
"The other woman?"
Where is the Imperial Study? What is the Imperial Study?
Completely oblivious to Tuoba Chen's voice, she anxiously scanned the majestic palace around her, her mind filled with nothing but the three large characters "Imperial Study".
"A mistress? A mistress?"
After calling her name a few times, seeing that Rongyue was still absent-minded, Tuoba Chen frowned, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes.
He pressed down on her slender shoulders, leaned down to meet her unfocused eyes, and emphasized in his tone: "The other woman!"
She turned her head blankly, stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly grabbed his collar, her voice urgent and trembling: "Tell me, where is the Imperial Study? Where is the Imperial Study?"
A second later, after a moment of surprise, came a stern question: "Mistress, are you hiding something from me?"
"The Imperial Study! Take me to the Imperial Study quickly! Hurry! Take me there now!"
"The mistress!"
The stern shout finally brought Rongyue, who was on the verge of madness, back to her senses.
"Only five hours! My Gouwa only has five hours... Chen, take me to the Imperial Study! I need to get the Sacred Herb to save my Gouwa! Take me there quickly, take me there!"
The Immortal Herb? It's the Immortal Herb again! Who on earth is repeatedly eyeing this Immortal Herb...?
"I'm begging you, Chen, please give me the Sacred Immortal Herb..."
"Calm down, mistress!"
"My daughter is teetering on the brink of life and death, how can you expect me to remain calm!"
"Mistress, things are probably not as simple as you think..."
"Chen, are you going to give it to me or not!"
"Mistress, this matter really needs to be considered carefully..."
The piercing silver needle was pressed against a vital acupoint on the neck.
"Protect the Emperor! Protect the Emperor!"
"Step back!" After shouting at the Imperial Guards who had surrounded him, Tuoba Chen's handsome face was filled with shock and sorrow.
"I never expected you to treat me like this, mistress."
"I'm sorry." Bitter tears slid down her cheeks, her face showing struggling pain, but her back remained straight, her teeth clenched, not allowing herself the slightest softening or retreat.
The choked sob startled him. He exclaimed in disbelief, "Xiao San, you...you're crying?" In his memory, he seemed never to have seen her shed a single tear. In his eyes, she was resilient, yet also aloof, especially cruel to herself. No matter how difficult the situation, she forced herself to grit her teeth and endure, refusing to show weakness. Even in the most bitter, difficult, and painful circumstances, she wouldn't shed a single tear, because she had said that tears were a sign of weakness, and she wouldn't allow herself to be weak...
"I'm sorry, Gouwa is in critical condition and can't wait that long! Once Gouwa is out of danger, I'm at your mercy, do with me as you please!" Turning to the military advisor who was waiting for his chance, he shouted sternly, "There's a hidden compartment behind the picture hanging on the wall of the Imperial Study. Go, open that compartment, take out the Sacred Herb, and bring it here! Go now!"
He looked at Tuoba Chen with difficulty, unsure of whether to join the army.
He took a deep breath, lowered his head slightly, looked deeply into Rongyue's eyes, and smiled gently as always: "Chanjun, no matter what she does to me, you are not allowed to go."
His body suddenly stiffened: "Do you really think I wouldn't dare do anything to you?!"