3700-chapter-62-part-2
Chapter 62-Part 2
While exchanging drinks, Jiang Xiurun overheard many secrets.
One notable piece of gossip was about the return of Qin Zhao, the eldest grandson of the Qin family.
Previously, he had vehemently refused the marriage arranged by his family’s patriarch.
However, after some time spent training on the battlefield, it seemed he had come to his senses.
Not only did he agree to the engagement with the Xu family, but he also personally visited the Xu family to apologize to the young lady and express his sincerity.
Jiang Xiurun had no particular feelings about Qin Zhao’s marriage.
In this life, there was no possibility of any interaction between them.
Based on Qin Zhao’s womanizing tendencies, even if he didn’t take her as a mistress, he would surely have other women in the future.
The Xu family girl would certainly have her hands full.
Next came palace secrets.
As the drinks flowed, some guests became careless with their words, mentioning the emperor’s rumored son, who was said to have been imprisoned and killed.
But according to the gossip, he wasn’t dead; he had become a monk to escape, preserving his life.
Whether he would rise again was anyone’s guess, but he had been the emperor’s most beloved son.
Jiang Xiurun thought these people deserved to be expelled from the academy.
They were completely unaware of boundaries.
Knowing that she was the crown prince’s tutor and closely connected to him, they still discussed the royal family’s forbidden topics with relish.
Without revealing her thoughts, she stood up, settled the bill downstairs, and asked her maid Qian’er to inform everyone that she felt unwell and had already left for the carriage to return home.
She returned to the Crown Prince’s residence, but for some reason, no one in the household would reveal where the prince was, even though he was home.
Jiang Xiurun, feeling the effects of the alcohol, decided to sleep.
Little did she know that a brutal interrogation was taking place in the prince’s secret chamber.
Inside, Gongsun Wuyan lay pale on the ground.
Feng Liwu glared icily at him and spoke slowly, “Master Gongsun, how did you find the taste of my concubine?”
Gongsun Wuyan’s face turned ashen, and he stiffly replied, “Your Highness, I truly don’t understand what you mean…”
Hearing this, Feng Liwu’s lips curled into a cold smile.
“The night my three concubines entered the residence, who stayed in Concubine Tian’s courtyard? Must I spell it out? I’ve tolerated it until now because Concubine Tian lost her honor upon entering my residence. I feared she might take her own life to prove her innocence, which would sour relations between Qi and Han. But that doesn’t mean I will let you, a man with audacity beyond reason, go unpunished!”
Gongsun Wuyan’s face was now completely drained of color, and he lay prostrate on the floor.
He had never anticipated that things would develop this way.
His beloved had become another man’s wife.
Despite trying to move on, his heart remained heavy with sorrow.
That night, seeing his beloved woman’s sweet, tender beauty only deepened his anguish.
He drank heavily.
Tian Ying’s residence used to be a vacant reading room, and Gongsun Wuyan, familiar with its layout, often passed time there.
That night, he followed a small path through the rock garden and entered her courtyard, initially intending just to catch a glimpse of her.
But when he saw Tian Ying undressing, the alcohol surged through him, and he lost control, sneaking into her room under the cover of darkness.
What Gongsun Wuyan didn’t know was that Tian Ying, wanting to please the Crown Prince during his visit, had lit a special incense containing musk, a powerful aphrodisiac.
Combined with the effects of the alcohol, Gongsun Wuyan was overwhelmed and, unable to restrain himself, attacked the sleeping Tian Ying.
The next day, Tian Ying, still uncertain about the mysterious encounter, inquired with the stewards about whether there was a record of the prince visiting her.
After consulting the prince, the stewards confirmed that Feng Liwu had indeed visited her that night, putting her mind at ease.
As for Gongsun Wuyan, he had slipped away before dawn, torn between fear and confusion.
But when he later learned that his actions had been mistaken for the prince’s, he thought he had narrowly avoided disaster.
He had just begun to relax when the prince suddenly ordered his capture.