Silent Lover (The Silent Concubine) - Chap 113
Chapter 113 – Blaming You
Chapter 113 – Blaming You
A loud noise echoed from the palace gate, and Shen Yu couldn’t help but gaze in that direction. It was probably the city gate being breached. At this moment, the sounds of horses neighing and weapons clashing filled the air, as if they were about to engulf the entire capital…
The people in the palace became even more frantic. Originally, they were watching and hoping that Emperor Ye would achieve complete victory to save them. But now, they hoped for nothing but escape, hastily gathering their belongings to flee. They heard that Prince Zhenbei never blinked when killing on the battlefield, never leaving survivors. They didn’t want to become victims…
“Kill!”
An hour later, the flames of war quickly spread to the palace. The guards had all been dispatched to the battlefield by Emperor Ye, leaving the palace defenseless. The Zhenbei Army directly broke through the palace gate…
The concubines, eunuchs, and maids in the palace hadn’t had time to escape before they were surrounded by the Zhenbei Army. The Zhenbei Army stormed into the palace aggressively, thinking it was time for a massacre. Frightened, they fled in panic…
The Empress, the Crown Prince, and other high-ranking officials had been relocated out of the palace by Emperor Ye a day earlier. Those left behind could only resign themselves to fate…
Riding a black steed, Prince Zhenbei appeared outside the Golden Luang Hall, bathed in blood. His battle robe had become a garment of blood, but it was all from the Jing Army. Even the black steed was spotted with bloodstains, making Prince Zhenbei look like a demon executing judgment in a slaughterhouse, exuding a chilling aura…
Song Qing followed closely behind, scanning the surroundings, searching for a figure.
“You go to the pagoda and bring him here for me. Not a scratch is allowed!”
This was Prince Xuanxiao’s command to Song Qing, who immediately obeyed, riding towards the pagoda…
“Song Qing! You dead man! Wait for me…” Trailing behind was a figure clad in scarlet, riding a feeble horse. Hong Lian, in his attempt to catch up with Song Qing, had turned pale from the jolting.
“I have the prince’s command. I don’t have time to wait for you!” Song Qing said coldly, then added, “I told you not to follow, how many days have you been riding a horse? Three?”
Hong Lian tried to force a flirtatious smile, shamelessly saying, “You know I’m not good at riding horses, only good at riding men. Can’t you slow down a bit?”
Song Qing replied impatiently, “It’s not like I told you to follow the Zhenbei Army to the capital.”
“Oh, you heartless ghost! I got into this big trouble just to save your mistress. Qinhuai Tower is gone. Where do you expect me to go now?” Hong Lian complained tearfully. “Fortunately, when those people burned down Qinhuai Tower, I was at the Prince’s Mansion, or even if you wanted to see me, you wouldn’t be able to.”
Song Qing glanced back and saw Hong Lian wiping tears, inwardly sighing at his pretense…
“The prince hasn’t favored you for a long time. You still have the nerve to stay in the prince’s mansion.”
Hong Lian stopped crying, grinning, “I don’t care. I saved him. He owes me gratitude. Now that I have no family, I’ll rely on you!”
Song Qing was exasperated. He had been arguing with Hong Lian all the way from the mansion to the capital, and he had never won. The problem was, Hong Lian’s face was as tough as steel, and he had no idea what shame was.
Approaching the pagoda, Song Qing stopped arguing with him.
During the attack on the palace gate by the Zhenbei Army, many soldiers ran amok in the palace. Though they didn’t randomly kill people, the scene was terrifying. The people in the palace were in chaos, but the pagoda remained undisturbed. Neither the Zhenbei Army nor the palace guards entered…
Shen Yu saw a girl in her early teens crying under the pagoda, looking around anxiously. She had probably become separated from her family…
Afraid that she might be harmed by soldiers, Shen Yu pulled her into the pagoda…
The girl was dressed in luxurious attire, probably someone of noble status in the palace. Seeing her crying uncontrollably, Shen Yu poured her a cup of tea to calm her nerves…
The girl timidly took the tea and drank it, regaining some composure.
“I am Princess Yaojia. You saved me, and I will ask my father to reward you.”
The princess had a proud demeanor, but she was still a child. With the palace fallen, it was uncertain where Emperor Ye was…
Shen Yu shook his head kindly at her, gesturing that she probably wouldn’t understand…
The princess seemed to realize something. Seeing the person before her was a man who, despite being mute, was more handsome than a woman and lived in the pagoda, who else could it be but the rumored demon?
The princess’s face changed drastically, pointing at Shen Yu with fear and disgust. “You, you’re that demon! Don’t come near me!”
Shen Yu was stunned. Except for Emperor Ye, no one had dared to communicate with him in days. Everyone in the palace treated him like a plague. He didn’t expect even a little girl to react this way, avoiding him like the plague…
“You are indeed him! It’s all because of you, that demon, that my third brother died! You deceived my father!” The princess shouted with hatred, “So many people have died in the palace because of you! Why don’t you just die?! Go die!”
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“Golden Luang Hall” in Chinese history and culture, this term often refers to grand halls or palaces within imperial compounds where important ceremonies, audiences with the emperor, or state affairs were conducted. These halls were typically adorned with luxurious decorations and were significant symbols of imperial power and authority.
