Chapter 522

In a moment, the Zheng Ting of Rui Wangfu filled with a tense atmosphere, swords drawn and bows cocked.

Xiao Ting glared at Xiao Yin before him, never imagining Xiao Yin would be so arrogant, not even regarding his own father emperor.

His heart suddenly surged with killing intent, yet under Xiao Yin's overwhelming aura he dared not show it, burying it deep inside.

Xiao Yin released Xiao Ting, sheathing his Dragon Spring Sword at his waist, and coldly stared at Xiao Ting, his eyes full of contempt.

Such contempt only heightened his anguish; his mother had died in difficult childbirth the moment he was born.

Everyone thought the father emperor valued and liked him, but they were all wrong.

For a long time, the father emperor, unable to get over the empress's death, even took out his anger on him.

Although he held the position of heir, he had never received a mother's love since childhood.

The palace servants around him only feared him, and he even lacked a capable clan to support him.

The Li family were merely civil officials, with no money or troops, only able to give him a place in reputation.

Compared to his other brothers, he fell far short.

He had grown up under the contempt of several brothers, and now Xiao Yin's gaze added further to his sense of shame.

This childhood experience made the Crown Prince of Southern Qi especially sensitive.

His self-esteem was too high; back then, he also looked down on Gu Jiu Ling for her merchant family background and for being raised poorly, feeling she was extremely foolish.

How could such a noble Crown Prince marry such a fool? Yet later, Gu Jiu Ling's performance grew ever more stunning—alas, in this world there is no turning back.

Back then, his pride and concern for face made him abandon Gu Jiu Ling.

Only now did he realize that, from childhood to adulthood, the only one who truly meant well by him was Gu Jiu Ling.

Alas, by now Gu Jiu Ling had already transferred her affections elsewhere; her heart would no longer linger on him in the slightest.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ting's heart sank to the bottom; he raised his hand and slowly touched the red mark on his neck, coldly laughing: "Imperial Uncle, relying on your seniority, you suppress me so—do you not fear condemnation?"

Xiao Yin gave a cold snort, too lazy to waste another word on him.

Condemnation? His life and soul were cast into Qi Sha Gu; in this world there is nothing he fears.

The two had now completely broken face; Xiao Ting straightened his robes and looked at Gu Jiu Ling: "Gu Jiu Ling, although that scoundrel has sullied your purity and you have borne a child, I will absolutely not despise you."

"The position of Crown Princess Consort, no, even that of a nation's mother, I will forever keep for you."

"I will always wait for you in the Eastern Palace; that Origin Festival you gave me a red packet. I have kept it to this day, Gu Jiu Ling—I know you have me in your heart, and that is enough."

Xiao Ting finished speaking, turned and walked out of the Zheng Ting of Rui Wangfu.

Gu Jiu Ling was simply stunned; she discovered that some men are so ordinary, yet so confident.

Which eye does the Crown Prince now have to see that she still has him in her heart?

The one who has him in her heart is that foolish original host, already killed by him joining forces with Gu Nanxiang.

This time, Xiao Yin was disgusted enough by Xiao Ting to turn away and stare fixedly at the woman before Xiao Yin.

Gu Jiu Ling hastily raised her hand and waved repeatedly, saying, "Prince, he's talking nonsense; this time my heart only has you, Prince, and he is framing me."

He's just saying it to disgust both of us.

Xiao Yin's expression shifted several times, teeth clenched, eye sockets slightly reddening: "You still gave him a red envelope? You've never given me one."

Gu Jiu Ling……

It seems the Prince's focus is off right now; is this the time to be concerned about the red envelope?

Now the Crown Prince has already broken with the Rui Wangfu; their conflict is likely to surface.

At this moment, one should not be considering how to deal with Emperor Longqing's overwhelming wrath and the Crown Prince's constant suppression, yet one cares about that tiny red envelope?

Moreover, that wasn't sent by her; it was the original host……

Gu Jiu Ling simply had no way to explain it clearly.

Xiao Yin saw her wanting to speak but stopping, instantly exploded, took a harsh breath, grabbed Gu Jiu Ling's hand and strode out of the Zheng Ting doorway.

Ling Feng and the others behind were also frightened into silence.

Xiao Yin's steps were somewhat large, and Gu Jiu Ling could barely keep up, staggering.

All the way to the rear flower thicket, Xiao Yin pressed Gu Jiu Ling against the tree trunk, bent down and kissed her lips.

Gu Jiu Ling hadn't even reacted before Xiao Yin overwhelmed her, her breathing becoming somewhat constricted.

Gu Jiu Ling thought this person was crazy; over a mere red envelope, this person could be driven mad with jealousy.

She desperately tried to push him away, but the man bit hard at the corner of her lips.

This wasn't the first time Xiao Yin had bitten someone; Gu Jiu Ling wished she could beat him to death.

She raised her hand to strike, but Xiao Yin tightly gripped her wrist, lifted it above her head, and then kissed her fiercely again.

In the evening, Gu Jiu Ling sat with a flushed face in the warm pavilion, not knowing how many times she had scolded Xiao Yin.

Jiu Yue took a boiled egg and gently rubbed it on Gu Jiu Ling's slightly swollen lip corner.

Yun Duo also whispered in complaint: "Prince, you're really over the top; how can you be like this? Does the master even feel any pain?"

Gu Jiu Ling was about to curse, then twitched the corner of her mouth: "Dog-born! That bastard is definitely a dog-born! Dog man!."

Jiu Yue on the side sighed softly; whenever the Crown Prince appears between these two, the Prince and the Princess Consort will surely quarrel beyond reconciliation.

In earlier years, the Princess Consort followed behind the Crown Prince, not knowing how many foolish things she had done, and for the Crown Prince not knowing how much she had sacrificed.

Speaking of settling old scores, no one could tolerate it, let alone the Prince, a man with extremely strong possessiveness, which really makes things difficult for his own master.

In the study this time, Xiao Yin sat with a grim face before the window; Ling Feng on the side also dared not speak, and two black-clothed persons half-kneeled before Xiao Yin to report.

Have you made contact with Bai Xiaosheng?

Ling Feng hastily bowed and said: "Jianghu's Bai Xiaosheng makes a living selling news; this person is unpredictable, with a sect called Bai Xiaomen, collecting all kinds of information."

Precisely because such deeds have been done many times, many people have issued a kill order against the individual.

Not long ago, the individual discovered the news that Minister Zhao of the Works Department was keeping a concubine outside, and then sold this information at a high price to Madame Zhao.

Madame Zhao is a notorious shrew, Minister Zhao is famously henpecked, and that lady secretly schemed to beat Minister Zhao's concubine to death.

「This matter has blown up somewhat; now, after great effort, Magistrate Zhao has settled it and issued a statement: no matter how much money is spent, we must buy Bai Xiaosheng's life. I reckon this bastard still doesn't know where to hide. 」

Xiao Yin gave a cold laugh, his palm slowly rubbing over a piece of blood jade.

This kind of jade can only be worn by their royal family; it also looks somewhat aged, with a "Qian" character carved on it.

Xiao Qian is the personal name of the current Emperor Longqing; now that he has become emperor, few dare to utter that name.

This jade pendant is Xiao Qian's personal belonging, yet it has ended up in the hands of the common folk.

Most likely it is also a romantic debt left by Xiao Qian over twenty years ago.

「Spare no expense to find Bai Xiaosheng and tell him that this prince has a piece of good news to sell him. 」

「If he obtains this news, no one in the world will dare to hunt him down. 」