Late at night·The third deck cabin of the Xiangzhou Navy flagship
Outside there is a cold rainstorm and waves, but inside there is light from the fire. This was originally the living room of the county prince and his wife, but now it has been temporarily transformed into a place.
The entire hall is shrouded in a magic circle, with a ten-meter radius in the middle surrounded by a bright yellow curtain, forming a square tent. A brazier is burning inside, emitting red light, and the water vapor evaporating from sweat mixes with women's body fragrance to create a smell.
There is also some potion smell.
Prince Qing was wandering alone outside. A middle-aged palace maid came over with a few utensils to show him. Then she went in and couldn't help but stop and look over.
When the curtain opened, the inner part was revealed. The floor was covered with felt and thin blankets. A faint white foot and five green toes were exposed under the thin blanket. The upper part was covered and could not be seen clearly. Only a corner of the tent was visible.
The fire from the brazier shone on Prince Qing's cheek, and the light and shadow alternated between light and dark.
puff--
The curtain was pulled back, and a shadow enveloped the prince's face. He withdrew his gaze and paced again.
Apart from him, there was no other man in the hall. Two middle-aged maids were guarding the door, and the corridor outside was blocked by personal guards, preventing any foreign ministers from entering.
At this moment, an old woman's low-pitched comfort came from the curtain: "This is the last test. Princess, it's better to just go along with it..."
No response, but no resistance.
So the old woman continued: "Please spread your legs...raise them a little higher..."
It was too humiliating to say these words to a noble lady, especially when the old woman used a plain tone and discussed the feeling of this piece of pork with the guests at the market.
There was still silence inside, numb as if someone was commanding me. I listened to the clothes rustling for a while, and the firelight cast shadows on the curtains. I put pillows on them, and the thin blankets slid down to reveal a curve, a crescent-shaped arch bridge.
There is no ambiguity in this environment, only coldness.
The old woman said she was offended, and then she heard a woman's gasp: "Cool..."
"This is what it is...Princess, please keep your voice down."
The sound of gasping suddenly stopped, as if a hunter shot an arrow into the neck of a white crane when it raised its neck and screamed. There was no sound, only the last panicked struggle, and the faint sound of fingernails scratching on the floor.
"take it easy……"
The old woman was still trying to persuade her: "Maybe you're not used to it. Just relax a little and do as I say. It'll be fine soon..."
Almost as soon as the words of persuasion fell, the curtains rose and fell, and the spiritual power inside caused an overflow of air. There was also a faint moan from the woman, as if she was choking. She was breathing quickly in a panic, and tried her best to suppress it. It was almost inaudible outside the curtain.
Not to mention there won't be any movement outside the magic circle in the hall.
This woman still knows how to save face...
Prince Qing's face looked better, and he was pacing back and forth again, his eyebrows deeply furrowed. The two thoughts that had arisen just now were intertwined in his heart, and the firelight shone through the curtain on his face, struggling with light and darkness.
There were not many witnesses in the rainy night, and the external situation was suppressed to the maximum extent. The guards who witnessed the scene of the rape all used "the princess and the wife of the Marquis of Han were at odds" to excuse themselves, and issued a silence order, preparing to be transferred back after the imperial edict came out in two days.
How will the court keep them secretive?
But in his heart, he couldn't deceive himself. He didn't think that this humiliating incident was that simple, or that it couldn't be that simple.
Prince Qing stopped and looked at the map of the three counties of northern Hunan hanging on the wall, his eyes flashing.
"No, it's useless... Even if Ning Juan lets Ye Qing insult her innocence, the court can at most put in more conditions... Before negotiating the overall situation of peace, what does it matter if a princess is innocent, she is not a crown princess..."
"If it were an ordinary woman, regardless of whether this was true or not, she would die quietly after a period of time and report her illness to the outside world. But she is the daughter of Uncle Shui, or the court will let me tolerate it... Anyway, there are many women.
, reward me with a few noble beauties to compensate.”
"On both sides, they will cover up the scandal, just like I had people cover up the tens of thousands of murders in the Xiangbei Channel accident."
"Is this retribution?"
Prince Qing stared at his hands, which seemed to be stained with the blood of his people, and said to himself: "This is not my order, but after people die, things will be defined by the living... It's not retribution, it's strength.
."
If you are the weak one in the peace negotiation, you cannot take the initiative and can only watch your own interests being sacrificed. No matter how hard you fight, you cannot change it.
"I have been a prince for thirty years. Only then did I understand the overall situation and the true meaning of power."
"What about immortals?"
"Unless there is only one immortal, or the Supreme Being, there is power and organization. I remember that I used to be free from imperial power and thought I was free and unrestrained."
"The ideal of not eating grains, inhaling the wind and drinking the dew, riding on the clouds, controlling the six dragons, and traveling around the world... now that I think about it, it's like a clown's performance."
"What will my father and other brothers think of me?"
Thinking like this, Prince Qing's mood became even more gloomy...
After a while, the curtain opened, and an old palace maid came out. Her face was as wrinkled as orange peel due to the sun, her eyes were bright, and she had an aura unique to Yin Shen Zhenren.
The firelight filled the room with warmth, but avoided her side, creating a shadow.
Prince Qing restrained his gaze, the palace had many special detection methods, and the ones used at this time were old people brought by the palace’s mother and concubine, so he had no worries about leaking: “How?
"Young Master..."
This old palace maid, who was her mother's concubine and addressed herself as Young Master, presented a detailed examination report to Prince Qing. She lowered her voice and said briefly: "The rope marks on the body indicate that she was under duress..."
"There is no semen in the body, but it does not rule out that the immortal essence will not be released..."
"Several internal signs show no traces of subtle damage caused by intercourse, but the possibility of immortal magic repair cannot be ruled out..."
"Because the person involved is a Qingmai Immortal, he has a fairy force field that distorts time. Any time trace involving it will be inaccurate. These conventional tests have failed, and I cannot fully confirm it based on my ability. Unless you ask
To a higher level of immortals, even earthly immortals..."
"It's impossible to invite this."
Prince Qing frowned and was displeased. The Taizu of this dynasty was an earthly immortal, but how could he be alarmed by such a trivial matter? After all, he was only a prince, not a prince involved in the country. To the overall situation... he was not that important.
"What the young master said is true, but it can be confirmed in the past day - the fusion of yin and yang is the principle of heaven and earth. If there is intercourse, the last in-depth test will show that there must be other male energy remaining in Yuanyin, unless it is connected to the princess.
The foundation of your cultivation is broken, otherwise even immortal magic will not be able to hide it."
"It can be seen that there has been no sexual intercourse in the past twelve hours. It can be confirmed that the scene where the young master bumped into was purely an accident. The rest... I don't know
so?
Prince Qing felt happy and frowned again. He recalled the shocking scene before and recalled that Ning Juan had been abnormal five days ago. He felt a sense of humiliation and unwillingness in his heart. He didn't know where it came from, and the black shadow was biting at his self-esteem: "That exceeds
What about twelve hours?"
"Twelve hours later?"
The old palace maid was startled for a moment and shook her head: "I can't find out at all. The princess is a real person with profound Yuanyin. Her body cycles through day and night. Without absorbing the immortal essence, she has the ability to eliminate any masculine aura...
...But mortals act with little knowledge. Yesterday was not an affair, and it is assumed that it will be the same in the future... Even if there is any accident, the princess herself is innocent."
In response to this summary, King Qing's face turned dark, thinking that he was really going to be raped. Can an innocent sentence wash away the stain?
"Young Master, please listen to my advice. The princess is the daughter of Uncle Shui, and she has the horoscope of a prosperous husband. She is a real person and has a docile temperament, which is very rare."
"Husbands and wives share weal and woe, and it is normal for them to have conflicts occasionally. There is no point in pursuing the matter based on rumors. It is easy to cause trouble and allow outsiders to take advantage of the loopholes..."
"The imperial concubine said - you were born into the royal family, and you are a nobleman who is susceptible to the jealousy of ghosts and gods. You need to stay awake at all times."
The old palace maid had bright eyes. She didn't understand world politics, but she had seen too many dark palace battles and was loyal to the imperial concubine and the young master. These words were meant to be an admonishment to the young people.
"The mother-in-law's instructions when seeing her off..."
Prince Qing felt his whole body tremble, recalling the noble and elegant woman, his green energy moved, and the fog in his heart dissipated a lot.
In fact, Ye Qing also said the same thing, but it only added fuel to the fire. It was very effective to be said by a stable palace servant who had been brought up since childhood. Perhaps this was the intention of his mother and concubine to arrange for him to be by his side.
"Thank you, Aunt Tao, for reminding me..."
Prince Qing's face was uncertain for a while. He knew that this advice was right. He gradually calmed down and gained an intuitive understanding of the chaotic events of the past few days... There was a sense of deliberateness in the whole thing.
It is impossible for Ning Juan to betray herself. This will not do her any good. At most, she will suffer coercion.
Moreover, politically, after taking advantage of the treaty in northern Hunan, the matter has not yet been settled. How can a hero like Ye Qing be unable to control his lower body?
It is unlikely that the Marquis of Han would threaten Ning Juan.
On the contrary, the Dragon Girl does not follow the rules of the human world. She takes revenge when she has a grudge and complains when she has a grudge. Isn't it just that superficial things about women?
I...maybe I have really wronged Juan'er.
Prince Qing sent the old palace maid out, thinking about the whole thing in his heart. His vision broadened for a moment, and he couldn't tell whether he was relieved or disappointed.
He was a very smart prince. Once he calmed down, his rationality returned to his body, and even greater doubts arose in his heart: "Princess Han took Ning Juan to draw a sea chart...how long ago was this?"
"And Ning Juan doesn't dare to say a word when she is dragged away every day? There is no reason to fall into the hands of Princess Han. Do you think I am a fool..."
Prince Qing's face changed slightly when he thought of this, and he didn't even notice the wind and rain outside the door hitting him.
At this moment, Ning Juan sat up inside the curtain, almost invisible to the people outside, and just tidied up her clothes.
"Although my parents ordered a matchmaker, if it weren't for my admiration, how could this marriage have happened half-heartedly?"
"I really don't want to, and my father won't sacrifice me."
"In the years of Shuifu, Qing Xiu is lonely. As long as you endure it, you still have a chance to become a true immortal."
"How can you be so humiliated now?"
"That's all, it's just a matter of doing nothing and just focus on cultivating Taoism." Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a pain in her heart and sighed.