Volume One, Chapter 16: I Shall Not Allow Myself to Be Victimized
During the banquet, the dancers’ flowing garments swayed gracefully, their songs melodious and lingering. Yun Yi and Cui Xingze moved between the seats, coming and going.
As soon as Yun Yi sat down, she glanced toward Yun Ziqi’s side—and sure enough, Consort Rong was nowhere to be seen.
Chi Mei’s face brimmed with excitement as she chattered incessantly along the way.
“Seeing Cui Xingze so flustered just makes me feel so satisfied.”
“Who does he think he is? Still dreaming of living a good life with me?”
“After all this time, he’s still tangled with Shen Muyao, yet now he wants to act all sentimental?”
…
Yun Yi rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache coming on.
Was it really that delightful?
Chi Mei said, “How could it not be? This is the first time he hasn’t managed to tempt you.”
Yun Yi froze for a moment. Had she really not been tempted?
In truth, when he confessed his admiration, her heart had involuntarily stirred. But the one he liked was not her—it was Chi Mei.
Though they shared one body, it was Chi Mei who had been Cui Xingze’s wife for the past decade, not her.
Chi Mei snorted coldly. “Do you think Cui Xingze was truly confessing just now? He was just buying time.”
Yun Yi’s brow furrowed slightly, a flicker of doubt in her eyes.
Chi Mei huffed twice. “The one who secretly met with Consort Rong just now was Cui Ming, a son of the Cui family’s second branch.”
Yun Yi’s pupils constricted sharply. A member of the Cui family?
Wasn’t the Cui family known for its impeccable reputation?
Chi Mei curled her lips. That girl was far too naive.
Dirty secrets abounded even in noble clans.
Consort Rong was the legitimate daughter of the Mu family; before entering the palace, she had already been secretly involved with Cui Ming.
To gain favor with the Mu family, Yun Ziqi had made Mu Siyu, the Mu family’s legitimate daughter, a consort.
Now that Mu Siyu was caught in adultery, it was truly Yun Ziqi’s own doing.
Suddenly, the tone of the flute shifted abruptly, quickening.
A dancer in scarlet garments spun gracefully on her right foot, her long sleeves flowing gently as her slender figure twirled.
Bells on her bare feet chimed in rhythm as she danced lightly.
Everyone present was captivated.
Every man’s gaze was drawn irresistibly to this dancer.
The surrounding lecherous eyes made Yun Yi deeply uncomfortable.
A bunch of disgusting men!
She turned her head, wanting to observe Cui Xingze’s expression at this moment.
He lowered his head and did not look at the dancer; his thoughts seemed to have drifted far away.
What was wrong with him?
Chi Mei said, “Why do you care? He’s always putting on this deep, brooding act. Look at Yun Ziqi—there are already so many consorts in the palace, and his eyes are fixed straight on the dancer.”
“He is the ruler of the nation; how can he indulge so easily in lust?”
Hearing this, Yun Yi looked up. Indeed, Yun Ziqi appeared completely entranced.
Perhaps the love of beauty is universal.
“Your Highness.”
A low, husky voice made Yun Yi turn around.
“What is it?”
Cui Xingze’s eyelashes fluttered, then he lowered his gaze and said in a muffled tone, “I was just thinking carefully. Regarding the paramours in Your Highness’s residence, I can make concessions.”
“I will get along with them from now on, but if they provoke me, I will not be anyone’s victim.”
Yun Yi’s mouth dropped open in surprise. He had been thinking about this all along?
He lifted his eyes cautiously to look at her. “But I have one request: there are already so many paramours in Your Highness’s residence. Could no more be added?”
“Otherwise, the princess’s household will have too many idlers to support, and the expenses will be enormous.”
“We twenty-six people—let’s just live well together from now on, shall we?” His tone was full of entreaty.
Yun Yi choked up, unable to speak for a moment.
Twenty-six people?
She, Cui Xingze, and twenty-four paramours? Live well together?
Wouldn’t that be crowded?
Could Cui Xingze really humble himself to such a degree?
Had some vile force possessed him?
Chi Mei sneered. “Who does he think he is, daring to order this princess around?”
“This princess can take as many paramours as she wishes. Who does he think he is to interfere so much?”
“Wow… wow…”
Suddenly, a wave of gasps arose.
The scarlet-clad dancer spread her arms like a spring swallow taking flight, lightly tapping her toes as she spun and gradually lifted into the air, freezing midair like a fairy or an illusion.
Her long sleeves fluttered as countless petals drifted down, swaying and twirling in the air.
In an instant, she was by Yun Ziqi’s side. Drawing a dagger from her hand, before he could react, she struck swiftly and precisely, plunging it into his chest.
“Assassin! Seize the assassin!”
“Your Majesty…”
Jiang Linchuan rushed over and kicked the scarlet dancer away.
Bang! The dancer was sent flying.
Blood sprayed from her mouth.
Yet she wiped the corner of her lips without care, a faint smile playing on her lips.
“The dagger was coated with a deadly poison. He won’t survive.”
“Ha ha ha ha ha…”
Though her face was deathly pale, utterly devoid of blood, it was filled with a fierce murderous intent.
“Yun Ziqi, you should have died five years ago!”
“How can such a cruel and deceitful villain deserve to be the ruler of a nation?”
Yun Yi was stunned for a moment, her mind blank.
Chi Mei frowned. “Why does this woman hate Yun Ziqi so much?”
Chaos erupted at the banquet.
Jiang Linchuan held Yun Ziqi, anxiously awaiting the imperial physician’s pulse diagnosis.
Nobles and their families all wore expressions of shock.
The guards had already subdued the scarlet assassin.
Yun Yi slowly approached the assassin. “Who are you? Why did you do this? Who sent you to assassinate His Majesty?”
A sharp gleam flashed in the assassin’s eyes. She looked up, deliberately raising her voice.
“Your Highness has forgotten me? I am Lu Wu. Today’s events were all done at your command. I have followed Your Highness’s instructions. Please spare my family.”
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