Empress

Chapter 23 Yu An is Dead

A group of people hastily knelt down and saluted, "Good luck, Your Majesty!"

Guan Hongfeng was wearing a dragon robe with exquisite dragon patterns on the golden robe. He strode in, followed by Eunuch Yang.

Guan Hongfeng said lightly: "Get up."

He glanced at the dark place in the corner, and leaned against the wall, his hair was wet against his cheeks and body, and his complexion was strangely red.

Guan Hongfeng frowned not easily, "How is the training going?"

Ji Zhongkui bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, the training is almost done."

"Oh?" Guan Hongfeng raised his eyebrows, "Then I have to take a good look."

Ji Zhongkui waved his hand forward, the palace people dragged Rong Cheng up to Guan Hongfeng, and threw him down.

Guan Hongfeng raised the toe of his shoes and raised Rong Cheng's chin. His face was wet, his bright eyes were lost, and he looked like he was about to cry at any time with a puddle of water in his mouth.

Guan Hongfeng said indifferently: "Does it feel good to be in Longyue Mansion?"

Rong Cheng's eyelashes trembled slightly, his bloodless lips were too dry to open, and he shook his head.

After staying in Longyue Mansion for a few days, his temper became much more docile.

Guan Hongfeng raised the corner of his mouth, "Then do you know that you are wrong?"

Rong Cheng raised his wet eyes to look at Guan Hongfeng, like an innocent frightened deer, and nodded again.

Guan Hongfeng felt much relieved.

Sure enough, someone as tough as Rong Cheng can only be obedient if he is sent to Longyue Mansion for training.

Guan Hongfeng pinched Rong Cheng's upturned chin, "Then tell me, where did you go wrong?"

Rong Cheng was breathing heavily, staring straight at Guan Hongfeng, his eyes were not so much looking, but more like...

Guan Hongfeng's eyes sank a bit, "Long Ji, are you staring at me?"

Rong Cheng knelt motionless, tried to straighten his tortured back, but shook his head as if forced to hang his head down.

Guan Hongfeng said displeased: "You have been here for a few days, and you can't even speak?"

Ji Zhongkui at the side didn't expect Rong Cheng to be so ignorant, and he was afraid of his own indifference. He was worried about being implicated, so he quickly explained: "Your Majesty, Long Ji had a high fever a few days ago, and his throat was a little burnt."

Guan Hongfeng frowned more and more, and wanted to say why he didn't ask the imperial physician to have a look, but suddenly remembered that he had ordered his subordinates not to be treated by Long Ji.

An unknown irritability welled up in my heart.

Guan Hongfeng opened his teeth, and by the candlelight on the wall, he saw that his mouth was completely rotten, and there was a bloody smell.

Guan Hongfeng raised his eyes, Senhan said: "Did I ask you something?"

Ji Zhongkui was taken aback for a moment, not knowing where the emperor's inexplicable anger came from, he knelt down and made a big salute, trembling: "Your Majesty, forgive me!"

Guan Hongfeng let go of his hand, Rong Cheng had no support, and his body wobbled, as if he was about to fall.

Guan Hongfeng said expressionlessly: "Since your throat is burnt, then stay here for a few more days, and go out after you can speak."

Rong Cheng's heart trembled, he grabbed Guan Hongfeng's robe regardless of his dignity, and said in a hoarse voice, "I shouldn't have escaped from the palace."

Guan Hongfeng said condescendingly: "What else?"

Rong Cheng listened to the tone of the questioning, with sweat rolling down his forehead, he said with difficulty: "You shouldn't talk back."

Guan Hongfeng's eyes showed satisfaction, but he still asked: "Then tell me, how is I treating you well?"

Rong Cheng swallowed and nodded.

Guan Hongfeng kicked him, "Speak."

Rong Cheng hoarsely said: "Very good."

Guan Hongfeng let out the anger that had been held in his heart for several days, and said solemnly: "Since I know I'm wrong, what should I do, do I still need to remind you?"

Rong Cheng's body trembled, he looked at the people around him from the corner of his eye, but did not move for a long time.

Guan Hongfeng sneered: "Why haven't you been seen here in Longyue Mansion, why are you afraid of being seen by others?"

Rong Cheng pursed his lips. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ji Zhongkui's obscene device in his hand, and tremblingly stretched out his hand to untie Guan Hongfeng's jade belt.

His arm was suddenly grabbed by a big hand, Guan Hongfeng dragged Rong Cheng up, and blocked his lips severely.

The tip of his tongue made the wound ache, and Rong Cheng let out a muffled snort. Before he could struggle, Guan Hongfeng pressed the back of his head and kissed him deeper.

The fishy and salty taste made Guan Hongfeng's blood surge, and he bit harder, until his lips were pierced with blood.

Then, he pressed Rong Cheng's head between his legs.

Guan Hongfeng said loftily: "Long Ji, I only give you one last chance. If you dare to try to escape again, I will execute you Ling Chi."

Rong Cheng's body was numb, and he patiently flattered Guan Hongfeng.

He can't die yet.

He had to ask about Yu'an's whereabouts to be at ease.

There was silence all around, the palace people did not dare to vent their atmosphere, they watched their noses with their eyes, their mouths with their noses, and their hearts with their mouths.

After an unknown amount of time, even the sun was hidden, Guan Hongfeng raised his head, pressed Rong Cheng's head in even tighter, and let out a breath.

In the past few days, he has not summoned a concubine, and they have already piled up like a sea.

The corners of Rong Cheng's eyes were red, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and he felt uncomfortable all over. He endured it, but he didn't show nausea after all.

Guan Hongfeng admired Rong Cheng's weak and embarrassed appearance, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, let me go."

As soon as he turned around, a corner of the dragon robe moved, Rong Cheng grabbed him, panted and asked, "How is Yu'an?"

Guan Hongfeng's face turned cloudy in an instant.

Rong Cheng's chest rose and fell slightly, and he spoke weakly, "Is Yu An okay?"

Guan Hongfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up."

Rong Cheng was confused and couldn't help repeating Yu An's name.

Guan Hongfeng turned around abruptly, pulled Rong Cheng up and pressed him against the wall, and grabbed his neck forcefully, "I told you not to mention him, are you deaf?"

Rong Cheng still stubbornly said: "How is Yu... how is Yu'an?"

Guan Hongfeng's forehead twitched with blue veins, and he pinched Rong Cheng's neck even harder, wishing he could strangle him to death in his hands.

"Longji, don't make me angry."

Rong Cheng was a little dizzy, he had endured in Longyue Mansion for so long just for Yu'an, now that Guan Hongfeng finally came, he couldn't just care about his own life.

"Tell me, Yu An, is he still alive?"

Guan Hongfeng's eyes were scarlet, and a killing intent was rampaging in his chest. He suddenly sneered, showing a cruel smile, "He's dead."

Rong Cheng looked at Guan Hongfeng in a daze, and said in a hoarse voice out of tune, "What?"

Guan Hongfeng paused and said: "That day when he was sent back to the palace, he was tortured to death by the King of Shaonan. Now that his body is thrown in the mass grave, I'm afraid the wild dogs have already eaten it up."

Rong Cheng raised his face, tears rolled down the corners of his eyes and hit the ground, "I don't believe it."

As if losing his voice, he trembled vaguely.

Guan Hongfeng said viciously: "If you don't believe me, I will have someone drag his body over so that you can take a good look at it."

With that said, he pushed Rong Cheng back to the wall, turned and left.

The moment Guan Hongfeng stepped out of the door, there was a muffled "dong" sound behind him, and blood spots splashed on his dragon robe.