The concubine is soft and charming, and the prince is willing to seduce her

Chapter 155: Stained White Paper
"But my mother has passed away. No matter how much I make amends, she will never appear in front of me..."

Before she could finish her choking words, tears started flowing again.

"I just want my mother to be well. If it weren't for him, my mother might have lived a happy life instead of leaving with regrets."

"Woooooo~~"

The emotions that Nan Zhiyu had suppressed deep in her heart were ignited at this moment, and she cried especially hard.

She had always seen her mother's hard work over the years. She originally thought that this was a destined suffering, but in the end she found that all this was designed by someone. How could she get over it!

Wei Qingye took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve, gently wiped the tears from her face, and said softly: "My dear, I know what you mean. But if your mother were still alive, she would definitely not want to see you become obsessed with this and trap yourself in it."

The cool scent of Wei Qingye's unique Yuelin fragrance lingered at her nose, soothing her anxious heart to a certain extent and stabilizing her emotions.

The soaked silk handkerchief was like burning sparks, burning his heart and causing unbearable pain.

Wei Qingye just stayed with her quietly, helped her wipe her tears, and waited for her to make her own decision.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Qingye heard her weakly say "OK."

Wei Qingye took a jade comb from the dressing table and coaxed, "Zhizhi's hair is a little loose, can I comb it for you?"

Nan Zhiyu reached out and touched her messy hair. Although she knew that the Crown Prince was trying to appease her, she still nodded in agreement. "If the ministers in the court knew that the Crown Prince, who was holding the imperial cinnabar pen, was now holding a jade comb, they would probably be so angry that they would jump to their feet."

Wei Qingye gently removed her hairpins and combed her hair into a new bun. "Some of these hairpins don't quite match. I'll pick some other ones for you."

Nan Zhiyu was carried by the Crown Prince to the dressing table, where she picked out the hair accessories that suited her taste from the box.

Nan Zhiyu looked towards the dressing mirror. Wei Qingye's fingers were holding the gilded peony hairpin with kingfisher feathers. He inserted the pearl tassel silver hairpin into her bun one by one and adjusted the position without touching a single strand of her hair.

She pursed her lips and smiled softly, "Your Highness's craftsmanship is really excellent. I like it very much."

Wei Qingye glanced at Nan Zhiyu in the mirror and slowly and methodically selected earrings for her. "Besides Zhizhi, who else in the entire Eastern Palace can I serve like this?"

Nan Zhiyu's long hair was tied into a bun, surrounded by pearl hairpins, but it never overshadowed her beauty, just right.

Wei Qingye raised his hand and placed it on the back of the chair, looking at the beauty in the mirror, his clear and mellow voice was full of bewitching flavor: "Zhizhi has resentment and hatred in her heart, I don't want to see Zhizhi step into such a filthy place, so are you willing to cut off the source of all this sin with your own hands?"

Nan Zhiyu turned around and gently held his hand, smiling beautifully, "As long as Your Highness is with me, Zhizhi is not afraid of anything."

She has now become the Crown Prince's favorite, and once her identity is confirmed, her position will probably be promoted.

Now in the Eastern Palace, the Crown Princess is in name only, the Favored Concubine is in decline, and the rest, except Li Zhaoyuan, are not to be feared, so she can no longer be submissive and ignorant.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince held her hand, and the two of them once again stepped into the Ministry of Punishment hand in hand.

The strong smell of blood inside made Nan Zhiyu very uncomfortable. Her face was frowned, but she never asked to stop.

Wei Qingye walked very slowly, as if giving her a chance to regret. As long as she opened her mouth, he would stop.

However, until they walked into the interrogation room and saw Nan Xumin tied to the wooden frame, the little girl beside him did not make any sound.

Wei Qingye could feel the little girl's fear because the little hand he was holding was shaking, silently telling what the owner of the body was feeling at the moment.

Wei Qingye turned his head and leaned over, looking at her very seriously, "Zhizhi, as long as you stop now, I will take you away."

If she was afraid of seeing these bloody and horrible things, he could take her away. At worst, he would spend the rest of his life with her in such a gentle way.

If he can pretend for a while, he can pretend for the rest of his life.

Nan Zhiyu frowned and said seriously, "As long as you are here, I am not afraid."

A piece of pure white paper, dyed with the color you want by yourself, this may be what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince wants most, and it is also the reason why so many women cannot enter His Royal Highness's heart.

When Wei Qingye heard such a satisfying answer, his eyes were filled with crazy laughter, "Why are you so obedient?"

At this moment, Wei Qingye seemed to have torn off his disguise in front of her. There was still a smile in his eyes, but there was an inexplicable eerie chill.

He raised his hand and pulled out the hairpin from his bun, then moved his fingertips slightly, triggering the mechanism.

The hairpin blade was returned to Dao Nan Zhiyu's hand. She looked up at the man innocently and whispered softly, "Your Highness~"

"Be good, Zhizhi, it will be fine soon."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince held Nan Zhiyu's hand and walked step by step to the wooden frame. The tied Nan Xumin whimpered and shook his head frantically. He wanted to speak, but his mouth had been blocked with a cloth.

"Zhizhi, is there anything you want to say to him?" Wei Qingye tore the cloth from his mouth with his bony fingers and threw it on the ground in disgust.

Then he pulled out a silk scarf and wiped his two fingers.

"Nan Xumin, you owe my mother, and I'm here to ask for repayment from you today." Nan Zhiyu said gritting her teeth.

Nan Xumin looked at what she was holding in her hand, and was so frightened that he quickly explained: "Listen to my explanation, things are not what you think. I brought your mother back to my house, and I fed her well and served her well. I never treated her badly~"

"She followed that Shen, and was exposed to the wind and sun at the border, and her life was in danger at any time. From this aspect, I did nothing wrong, so please spare my life, okay?"

Nan Zhiyu seemed to think for a moment, then nodded slowly under Nan Xumin's expectant eyes, "Okay~"

Wei Qingye had a smile on his face. He hugged the little girl from behind, his bony hands wrapped around her clenched little hands.

Nan Xumin looked at the hairpin blade stabbing at him with horror, "You go back on your word——"

With a "puff" sound, the hairpin blade pierced into his shoulder.

Wei Qingye covered her clear eyes with his other hand and praised: "Zhizhi did a great job."

The moment the hairpin blade was pulled out, bright red blood splattered all over the two men.

Wei Qingye looked at their folded hands stained with bright red blood, especially the clean porcelain white and the bright red, which formed a strong visual impact.

Wei Qingye slowly let go of her eyes and saw a drop of blood on her soft white cheek. He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it clean, but forgot that his hands were also covered in blood.

The soft, white little face was touched and left a bloody mark, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction when he saw this.

　The previous chapter was put into the black room right after it was sent out. It can only be read after it is reviewed, so if you only look at this one, I don’t know if it will feel a bit disjointed.

　　I'll make up the list tomorrow. I'm too tired to be a bridesmaid today.

　　(End of this chapter)