Marrying a concubine to seduce him and lure him into the game

Chapter 174 Zhao is seriously ill

The voice of the King of Qi was as cold as ice. "Uncle, loyalty is important, but what's the use of a loyal loser? It will only cause trouble!"

Minister Wang lowered his head and remained silent.

This matter was indeed a dereliction of duty by the Jinyiwei, but the complexity of it was far beyond imagination.

The King of Qi demanded that Yan Wugui be captured alive, but Yan Wugui was a notorious desperado. Faced with life and death, he fought desperately, which made the Jinyiwei afraid to act rashly, and finally gave him a chance to escape.

However, the King of Qi did not want to hear any explanation, he just wanted results.

"Based on the analysis of the battle situation, the man must have been seriously injured and could not escape too far. Mu Changqing has ordered the Jinyiwei to search secretly, and I believe there will be news soon." Minister Wang tried to calm the King of Qi.

The King of Qi's eyes were sharp: "If you can't handle it well, the position of Jinyiwei Commander should be replaced."

Minister Wang quickly agreed, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

The King of Qi was extremely upset. It was well known that the Emperor doted on Concubine Ning and he also took good care of her son.

Concubine Ning looks weak, but in fact she is very scheming. Now she is closely protecting her son, making it difficult for anyone to take action.

Prince Yi's departure did not bring peace, but instead caused new chaos, which gave Prince Qi a headache.

He had originally hoped that the Zhao family could make a breakthrough, but now it seemed that everything had become confusing, and he naturally became more anxious.

"Okay, uncle, go and get busy." The King of Qi suppressed his anger and tried to keep his tone calm.

Upon hearing this, Minister Wang withdrew respectfully.

……

In the solemn and dignified Shoukang Palace, the Queen Mother's voice sounded slowly, with a hint of casual curiosity.

"I heard that Rao'er saved someone?" Although Guyu and Xiaoman obeyed the Queen Mother directly and were loyal to Su Rao, their primary responsibility was always to the Queen Mother.

Therefore, Su Rao's actions were soon known to the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother seemed indifferent to worldly affairs, but in fact she was very thoughtful. She immediately realized that the person Su Rao saved was no ordinary person - Yan Wugui.

The thread of fate seemed to deliberately entangle Su Rao and Yan Wugui tightly.

"Queen, that guy, should we still keep him?" the maid asked cautiously, fearing to anger the superior.

Guyu and Xiaoman stood on both sides of the unconscious man, waiting for the queen's order to make this trouble disappear without a trace.

The queen fell into deep thought.

Once Yan Wugui falls into Su Rao's sight, with her intelligence and insight, she will sooner or later uncover the Zhao family's dusty past, and may even touch upon the true identity of the queen.

The Queen didn't want all this to be exposed to the sun. She only hoped that Su Rao could be safe and happy, away from the intrigues of the palace, and live a carefree life.

But Su Rao is different from Qinglan. Although Qinglan has a strong temperament, she has a simple mind; while Su Rao is extremely smart and has an extraordinary understanding and grasp of the power struggles inside and outside the palace.

Not only does she possess extraordinary wisdom, she also has clever means, and she can always skillfully protect herself in the complex and ever-changing court struggles.

Perhaps, lifting the hazy veil and letting her face the truth will stimulate her deeper sense of self-preservation and allow her to stand more firmly in the future storms.

The queen sighed softly, her voice full of helplessness and tenderness, "Leave him here, and make sure he is well taken care of."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The maid replied respectfully.

The queen's eyes moved and gently looked out the window.

The autumn wind gradually rose, bringing a bit of coolness, and blew up the fallen leaves.

"The wind is blowing." The queen murmured in a low voice.

……

Su Rao's dream slowly unfolds.

On the edge of the cliff in the dream, a tall and powerful man stood there, with a long sword in his hand flashing a cold light. His sword skills were free and easy, and every move and stroke revealed the delicate balance between life and death.

Su Rao's eyes followed the figure's back closely. The agile figure stirred ripples in her heart, including joy, anticipation, and an indescribable throbbing.

It seemed as if there was only him in her eyes. Everything around her became blurry, and only that figure was clear enough.

Suddenly, he turned around, and an extremely handsome face came into Su Rao's eyes. His sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, his eyes were shining, his nose was straight, and his whole body exuded an irresistible heroic spirit.

Although there was an unreachable distance between them, in Su Rao's eyes, everything about him was so vivid, and the sunlight danced on his angular face.

Their eyes met in the air, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, yet seemed within reach.

At that moment, time seemed to be stretched to eternity, yet as short as a shooting star across the night sky.

Then, the dream was shattered, pulling Su Rao back to reality from that beautiful fantasy.

The early morning sunlight shone through the window lattice onto Su Rao's bed. She opened her eyes with a confused look on her face.

In order to confirm whether she had really woken up from the dream, she pinched her arm ruthlessly. The pain told her that the dream was just a dream after all.

The sense of loss that welled up in her heart was as turbulent as the tide. How she wished she could sink into that dream again and stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhao Huaijue.

In the dream, he was no longer the weak man tortured by illness and living in the shadow, but he had regained his former bravery and health and became an invincible hero on the battlefield again.

Only then did Su Rao realize how deeply she missed Zhao Huaijue. She longed for him to recover and become that fearless general again.

However, where is Zhao Huaijue in real life and how is he living?

Su Rao felt more powerless than ever before and could only turn her worry into a silent prayer, wishing that he would be safe and sound.

She lay in bed, imagining Zhao Huaijue's appearance over and over in her mind, recalling the time they spent together, until the morning light completely dispelled the darkness of night.

The next day, Su Rao first entered Zhao's room to visit.

Zhao seemed to be thinner than before, with dark circles around his eyes, obviously having experienced countless sleepless nights.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Su Rao's voice was full of worry, "I'll get a doctor for you right away."

Zhao shook her head slightly and rejected her daughter's kindness.

Her mental illness cannot be cured by any medicine.

Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, the scene of Yan Wugui falling to the ground would replay in her mind over and over again. His unwilling eyes seemed to be asking, when would the Zhao family's grievances be redressed?

He, Zhao Huaijue, has paid so much, hidden for so long, and investigated for so long, and he is only one step away from uncovering the truth.

And she, a slave of humble origin, although fortunate enough to be rescued by the young lady, and now a concubine, is aware of the limitations of her status and finds it difficult to do anything in the face of such major issues.

This feeling of powerlessness filled Zhao's heart with bitterness, and anxiety followed him like a shadow, making it difficult for him to sleep at night.

"It's just that he was frightened a few days ago. Give me a few days and he will be fine." Zhao forced a smile and tried to comfort Su Rao.