Las cosas malas suceden a menudo

Capítulo 22

After hesitating for a moment, Anmei stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, everything should be done with the greater good in mind."

"I know what I'm doing. You may leave."

"...Yes, Your Highness."

Volume One: A Female Official in the Folks Averts Danger and Escapes (1)

The next morning, when Hongmian, the maid who was washing up for Situ Xingyun, entered the room, she was greatly surprised to find a woman lying next to the prince.

No woman has ever lain in the prince's bed before! Who is this woman? She must be an absolute beauty!

Hongmian approached and suddenly noticed that the woman beside the prince was wearing a black veil.

Hongmian's eyes widened suddenly. There was only one woman wearing a veil in the palace—Princess Fengxue!

Hongmian ran out trembling, and the news spread throughout the entire Prince's mansion at an unprecedented speed. One person told ten, ten told a hundred; not only the Prince's mansion, but also the common people, even the martial arts world and the imperial palace, all received the same news—Prince Pingyan and Princess Pingyan had consummated their marriage!

The concubines in the prince's mansion were in tears, which became the talk of the town. People in the palace were very pleased, and the martial arts world was also buzzing with the news. Some even began to write books such as "The Legend of the Prince and Princess's Wedding Night," "Finally Achieving Success," and "Where Did the Beautiful Concubines in the Prince's Manor Go?"

Departure from the palace.

"Cousin Wuhen, I heard some really exciting news outside today!" A girl as exquisitely carved as white jade skipped and hopped to Jun Wuhen's side.

Still dressed in black, Jun Wuhen watched his cousin skip over, caught her, and scolded her in a low voice, "Wuxia, how many times have I told you? Don't skip around like that."

"What's there to be afraid of? Cousin Wuhen is here. Wuxia knows that Cousin Wuhen will definitely help me up." The girl named Wuxia shook Jun Wuhen's hands and said coquettishly.

"I can't do anything about you." A helpless smile appeared in his blue eyes.

"Oh, right, Cousin Wuhen. I haven't told you about the news I heard today!"

"Oh? Tell me about it."

"When I went to the market today, everyone was saying that Prince Pingyan and Princess Fengxue finally consummated their marriage last night!" A pair of innocent eyes sparkled as she looked at Jun Wuhen.

Jun Wuhen's body suddenly stiffened, his blue eyes as deep as the ocean.

We consummated our marriage last night... yesterday afternoon... could it be...?

Volume One: A Female Scholar Among the Common People Turns Danger into Safety (Part 2)

When Feng Xue got up, Situ Xingyun had already gotten up. Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Feng Xue rubbed her temples and asked, "How... how do I write here..." Her question was broken, as if she hadn't woken up properly.

Seeing her dazed look, Situ Xingyun was in a good mood and smiled, saying, "You want to know where this place is? You were clearly writing, so why did you suddenly end up here? And how come I'm here too? Right!"

Feng Xue nodded.

Situ Xingyun found her appearance utterly adorable, and his smile grew even brighter. "You were too tired last night, and you fainted while writing, so I carried you to my bed. As for why I'm here, it's because the princess fainted, and how could I not take care of her myself?"

After a pause, Situ Xingyun continued, "Wait a moment, the doctor will come to Xuelou to take your pulse. You'll feel better after taking the medicine. Don't worry."

Feng Xue said softly, "Thank you, Your Highness." Suddenly, she looked around and realized she was lying next to Situ Xingyun. "This..."

"Don't worry. I didn't do anything," Situ Xingyun said with a smile. "However, the people in Fengxi all think we've consummated our marriage."

"The innocent will remain innocent." Feng Xue's face seemed to have an abnormal blush, but it was hidden by her veil. "Feng Xue will return to Xue Lou first." After saying that, she got out of bed and put on her shoes.

"Qingyi, help the princess back."

Qingyi, who had been waiting outside for a long time, rushed in and helped Fengxue back to Xuelou.

Before leaving Situ Xingyun's room, Feng Xue suddenly stopped, turned around and said to Situ Xingyun, "Your Highness, don't forget what you promised those three women last night."

Situ Xingyun's face darkened immediately, and his tone became gloomy: "I know."

"That's good. Qingyi, return to Xuelou."

Situ Xingyun watched Feng Xue's departing figure, his expression slightly relaxed.

The fact that she could still think of these things proves she's alright. It seems she doesn't know martial arts. Then... who exactly was the woman who saved Shuangdie?

Suddenly remembering what Feng Xue had just said, his face tightened again.

Is she in such a hurry to push him towards other women?

Snow Tower.

"Qingyi, guard the entrance to Xuelou. No one is allowed to enter. If you can't stop them, try to stall for time." As soon as she entered Xuelou, Fengxue's body began to sway. She pulled back her veil, revealing an astonishingly pale face, but with two unusual blushes on her cheeks.

"Yes, Princess." She didn't say much more. Although she was very worried about the princess, at times like this, she could only speak less and do more. This was the tacit understanding between the two of them over the years.

Feng Xue staggered to the bedside, concentrated and held her breath, trying to force the poison out, but when she forced it to her heart, an unprecedented pain suddenly exploded in her brain.

"Pfft!" Fresh blood suddenly gushed out, blooming into a bright red flower on the ground.

Feng Xue took a deep breath, used all her strength to pick up a leaf from the bedside, and began to play a song intermittently. Soon after, a snow-white spirit bird flapped its wings and flew in.

With her hands stained with blood, she wrote a bright red word on the paper: "Quick".

The spirit bird seemed to know that Feng Xue was in a critical situation, so it quickly swallowed the note and flapped its wings to fly away.

As the silhouette of the spirit bird grew increasingly blurry, Feng Xue leaned back with a sense of relief...