Steal my marriage? Turn around and marry the tyrant to take the throne

Chapter 1292: Prince Jin’s Reward to Concubine Chun

Water Creek Pavilion.

The warm charcoal fire dispelled the chill of early spring.

Concubine Chun was leaning on the soft couch by the window, wearing a newly cut scarlet nightgown. Her face, which had become slightly thinner after the miscarriage, made her look even more exotic and charming.

She has been in a good mood recently.

Although she lost her child and was in very poor health, she felt it was all worth it when she thought about the results of her heroic act.

In the secret letter, the prince said that Master Zhuang's reputation had been damaged, and that he had been secretly manipulating the court and had won over several officials who were originally wavering, and the situation was developing in a direction that was favorable to them.

The few words of praise and concern on the letter were like the sweetest honey, nourishing Chun Guiren's lonely heart.

She was willing to contribute to the prince's cause, even at the cost of her own flesh and blood. This loyalty and dedication made her feel that the connection between her and the prince had become closer and more special.

The prince needs her and recognizes her, that's enough.

Concubine Chun cherished the red gold bracelet inlaid with malachite given by Prince Jin on her wrist, and savored the sweet words in the secret letter.

Yingxiang walked in briskly, with a hint of suppressed excitement between her brows.

She first reported some unimportant trivial matters as usual, then glanced around, and the other palace servants serving in the hall understood and retreated.

When the palace door closed, Yingxiang immediately leaned close to Concubine Chun's ear and lowered her voice very low: "My lady, the prince sent a secret letter, saying that he will come to see you tonight!"

"really?!"

Concubine Chun suddenly sat up straight, a bright light suddenly burst out in her eyes, her face flushed with excitement, and even her breathing became a little faster.

She hasn't seen the prince for a long time since she saw him from afar at the New Year's Eve palace banquet!

The palace is lonely, and her longing for the prince has already penetrated deep into her bones.

The saying "a day without seeing you feels like three years" is truly true.

Hearing this news at this moment made her a hundred times more excited than hearing that the emperor had turned over her card!

"Hurry! Yingxiang, help me get dressed!"

Concubine Chun almost immediately rose from the couch and rushed barefoot to the dressing table. She eagerly urged in front of the diamond-shaped mirror, "Use that ruby ​​headpiece and the new Xiaying gauze palace dress that Your Majesty has been given. And use the brightest rose-colored rouge!"

She opened her dressing box in a hurry, like a young girl about to go on a date with her lover. There was no trace of laziness on her face, nor any sign of the pain after losing her son.

At this moment, Concubine Chun was looking forward to the arrival of that man.

Yingxiang smiled and said, "Yes!"

All day long, Shuixi Pavilion was filled with a secret joy.

Concubine Chun tried on clothes again and again, changed her jewelry again and again, and applied makeup countless times in front of the mirror, just to welcome her prince with the most perfect posture.

As the night deepens, the palace lanterns light up one after another.

There was silence inside and outside Shuixi Pavilion, with only the cold wind occasionally blowing across the eaves.

Finally, very light footsteps were heard outside the courtyard gate.

Yingxiang, who was guarding outside, immediately looked over vigilantly.

I saw a eunuch walking in quickly with his head lowered, carrying a basket filled with something.

He was plain-looking and had ordinary manners, no different from the hundreds of ordinary eunuchs in the palace.

Yingxiang gave the secret signal, did not stop him, and opened the palace door silently.

The eunuch lowered his head and walked into the inner room.

Concubine Chun looked at the visitor with expectation, but what she saw was a completely unfamiliar and ordinary face.

Her enthusiasm was like being poured with a bucket of cold water. Her eyebrows immediately furrowed, and her voice became a little unhappy and wary: "Which palace are you from? What brings you to my place so late at night?"

What she was waiting for was the prince, not some mysterious eunuch!

The eunuch did not answer, but just quickly glanced at the inner room. After confirming that there was no one else, he waved to Yingxiang.

Yingxiang immediately understood, quickly locked the palace door, and stood guard at the door.

Just when Concubine Chun was in confusion, she saw the eunuch raise his hand, gently feel behind her ears and jaw a few times, and then suddenly lift it up.

A human skin mask as thin as a cicada's wing was torn off, revealing a handsome and gentle face underneath, but with a hint of evil.

If it’s not Prince Jin Nangong Xuanche, then who is it?

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"

Concubine Chun opened her eyes wide in astonishment, and then her whole body was overwhelmed by great ecstasy!

Unable to contain herself any longer, she excitedly rushed forward, wanting to lean into the embrace she had longed for: "Prince, you really came?! Guli missed you so much!"

However...what greeted Concubine Chun was not the warm embrace she had expected.

Instead of reaching out to catch Concubine Chun, Prince Jin suddenly raised his hand—

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap was mercilessly slapped on Concubine Chun's carefully painted face!

The force was so great that she was caught off guard and staggered, almost falling to the ground.

Clear red marks left by five fingers instantly appeared on Concubine Chun's cheek, and it was burning with pain.

The King of Jin's eyes were cold and cruel, with a condescending scrutiny, and his voice was chilling to the bone: "It's been so long since I've seen you alone, and yet you're still so impatient and frivolous!"

"It seems that the wealth and splendor of the palace hasn't taught you any manners!"

If an ordinary concubine was treated like this, she would probably be horrified and extremely ashamed.

But when Concubine Chun was slapped hard, not only did she not show any sadness or surprise in her eyes, but... instead, a strange look of intoxication, almost like enjoyment, emerged in her eyes.

She subconsciously licked the slightly cracked corner of her mouth with the tip of her tongue. The taste of blood made her tremble with excitement!

That's what it feels like!

This feeling of being treated wantonly!

She has been waiting for the prince's reward for too long!

The emperor's sweet words and generous rewards pale in comparison to the prince's rewards!

Concubine Chun steadied herself and instead of retreating, she raised her eyes again and looked at Prince Jin obsessively.

Those charming eyes burned with crazy admiration and love, and her voice was trembling with satisfaction: "Your Highness is right. It was Guli who lost her composure..."

"Guli just misses the prince too much..."

To Concubine Chun, the slap just now seemed not a punishment, but a gift: "Being able to work for the prince is the blessing that Guli has cultivated for several lifetimes!"

"Everything about Guli belongs to the prince. Whatever the prince wants... is up to him..."

Seeing her almost sick and happy look, the coldness in King Jin's eyes melted a little, replaced by a warm smile.

What he needs is this kind of absolutely loyal chess piece who is willing to give up everything for him, including his personality and dignity.

Prince Jin reached out his hand, not to caress her, but to roughly lift Concubine Chun's chin with his fingertips, forcing her to look up at him.

His voice was still cold, but less harsh than before: "Guli, you did a good job this time."