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

Chapter 139 Confrontation

In the dream, Prince Yi was wearing a cassock and lying in a pool of blood. The scene was chilling.

When I woke up, my back was soaked with cold sweat and my forehead was covered with sweat.

Su Rao tried to calm down, burying the fear deep in her heart, and then asked the servant: "What's the commotion?"

"Someone is visiting the Huo Mansion, and specifically asks to see the Concubine." The servant answered respectfully.

Huo Mansion...

Mrs. Huo...

Wang Family...

These names stirred ripples in Su Rao's heart. She was secretly surprised. If it was really related to the matter of the young master of the Wang family, why did they come to her so quickly?

Su Rao stood up, tidied her appearance, and walked into the living room.

The visitor was the steward of the Huo Mansion, and he was surrounded by a group of guards in brocade clothes, looking very aggressive.

"My Lady Concubine, my wife invites you." The butler of the Huo Mansion spoke politely, but it was difficult to hide the toughness behind it.

Su Rao sneered, "What urgent matter does Madam Huo have in the middle of the night that she can't wait until dawn?"

"Tomorrow is too late and there is no time to lose. I hope that the Concubine will understand." The tone of the butler of the Huo Mansion was as cold as ice.

"What if I don't want to go?" Su Rao asked back.

"Then we have to take extraordinary measures." The answer of the Huo family's housekeeper was concise and direct. As soon as he finished speaking, the Jinyiwei drew the sharp blades from their waists in unison. The guards of the palace also quickly gathered and were ready for battle. However, the strength gap between the two sides was too great and the outcome was already decided.

After Prince Yi left, Mrs. Huo acted more and more recklessly.

"Madam has said that the Concubine is reasonable and will not choose to confront her head-on." Butler Huo's words contained a threat.

Su Rao smiled lightly and said calmly: "Since it is Madam Huo's kind invitation, I will accompany you."

She glanced at the guards beside her and walked forward resolutely.

The Huo family's housekeeper waved his hand, and the Jinyiwei quickly surrounded Su Rao tightly.

The night was as dark as ink. The carriage moved slowly forward in the darkness. Su Rao felt mixed emotions.

The situation of the Wang family changed suddenly in just a few days. What will the situation be like during the trip to the Huo Mansion?

The carriage stopped, and the voice of the butler of the Huo Mansion sounded again, cold and ruthless: "Madam Concubine, we have arrived at our destination."

Su Rao got out of the car and followed the Huo's housekeeper, step by step into the profound mansion.

Inside the Huo Mansion, the night was dark. The only light came from the flickering candlelight in the living room, which was blindingly red.

As soon as she entered the room, Su Rao's eyes met with Mrs. Huo who was sitting in the first seat. Huo Yuncong was standing silently beside her. Mrs. Huo had a solemn expression, and her brows revealed an unconcealable worry.

The sudden disappearance of the nephew happened just after the proposal to the Fang family, which caused a huge uproar.

My sister-in-law was already dissatisfied with this matter, and now she blames all the misfortunes on the Fang family, believing that it was Mrs. Huo who brought disaster to her son and caused constant disputes in the family.

If her nephew cannot be found as soon as possible, the turmoil will be difficult to calm down. Therefore, Mrs. Huo is anxious and vows to find out the truth.

Anyone involved in the nephew's disappearance, regardless of their status, was arrested one by one and subjected to rigorous interrogation.

Su Rao, the woman who was accidentally caught in the center of the vortex, is now facing Mrs. Huo's personal questioning...

"Su Rao, how can you be so cruel and disregard my nephew's life!" Mrs. Huo's words were as cold as ice.

Su Rao was stunned, and then asked, "What do you mean, Madam Huo? Have I ever intended to harm anyone?"

"Don't try to quibble. Although my nephew is a playboy and may have some intentions towards you, you are so cruel and vicious!" Mrs. Huo gritted her teeth, her hatred evident in her words.

Su Rao was horrified, but her face showed a mixture of innocence and grievance: "Madam Huo, I have always been upright and have never met your nephew. How can I be accused of killing someone? You should be careful with your words. How can I bear such injustice for no reason!"

Mrs. Huo's eyes were sharp as she locked onto Su Rao. "No need to quibble. My servant saw you at the entrance of the alley."

Su Rao answered calmly: "I really have never done such a bad thing. Why don't you ask that servant to come out and confront me to prove my innocence!"

Mrs. Huo's sharp eyes, which seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, moved back and forth on Su Rao, as if to capture every fluctuation of her emotions.

Although her tone slowed down slightly, "The servant is very sure that I met you in that deep and winding alley. Did you also see my long-lost nephew?"

After she finished speaking, she gently pulled out a carefully painted portrait from her sleeve and slowly handed it to Su Rao.

Su Rao took the painting with both hands. On the surface, she seemed calm, but in fact, she was deeply troubled.

She was glad that she had anticipated this and believed that Mrs. Huo's move must be a test.

So she cleverly concealed all her emotions, and her acting was almost flawless, and she seemed to have successfully deceived the shrewd Mrs. Huo.

Mrs. Huo was deceived by her calm performance and did not notice anything unusual.

Su Rao slowly unfolded the scroll, her eyes lingered on it for a moment, and finally shook her head, her tone firm and calm: "I have never had the honor to see it."

She thought that this series of actions was flawless and Mrs. Huo would let it go.

"Madam Huo, the Queen Mother's birthday is coming soon. I need to go to the palace to celebrate tomorrow morning. It's already late at night. I'm worried that if I delay any further, it might be impolite..."

Before Su Rao finished her words, Madam Huo chuckled and interrupted her: "It's okay. There are so many noble ladies in the palace. The Queen Mother may not be worried about your absence. Even if she asks, I will take care of it for you."

Su Rao knew very well that the Queen Mother's preference for the King of Qi meant that her affairs were not even within her consideration range. She could only endure this injustice silently.

At this moment, a servant hurried to Mrs. Huo's ear and whispered something.

Mrs. Huo's face changed slightly, and her emotions became complicated and unpredictable. Su Rao was unable to figure out her thoughts for a moment.

After the attendant finished reporting, Madam Huo turned to Su Rao and said calmly, "It's late at night, Concubine, please go back."

The huge rock that had been hanging in Su Rao's heart finally fell to the ground, and she quickly stood up and said goodbye.

She walked hurriedly, and just as she stepped out of the gate of the Huo Mansion, she saw a carriage waiting quietly. It was the exclusive carriage of Prince Yi's Mansion.

Su Rao was delighted and got into the car quickly.

"Go back home." With her order, the wheels started slowly, squeaking as they rolled over the bluestone road.

However, Su Rao suddenly felt something was wrong, and she hurriedly lifted the curtain and looked outside.

It was pitch black outside, but with the faint light, she could vaguely tell that this route did not lead to Prince Yi's Mansion...

She was startled and hurriedly shouted to the driver, "Is the Su family's residence ahead? Please stop for a moment. I have to go back and see if my family is safe."

Although Su Rao tried her best to remain calm, the driver acted as if he didn't hear her and just drove forward through the narrow alleys, the wheels rolling without any sign of stopping.

Su Rao felt more and more uneasy. She lifted the curtain again and stared at the driver's back.