Caiyu was forced into Sheng Jiangli's arms. Hearing the sound, she looked up towards the door and saw Song Yinghuai standing there quietly. Panic-stricken, she cried out involuntarily,
"My lord!"
She struggled a bit, but Sheng Jiangli, with great strength, held her tightly in front of him.
Song Yinghuai's face remained as cold and calm as ever, showing no sign of emotion. However, Caiyu knew his temperament well.
If he slapped the table and roared at her, she could soothe him with a few kind words.
But when he looked like this, showing no emotion, it was more dangerous than ever.
At that moment, she seemed to see the leaping flames in Song Yinghuai's eyes through his calm surface, but they were of a chilling temperature.
Song Yinghuai's gaze rested on the two of them.
The man's indigo robe was draped over Caiyu. From the small patch of fair skin that was exposed, Song Yinghuai could guess that under the robe, Caiyu's body must be completely exposed.
At this moment, her delicate body was firmly held in Sheng Jiangli's arms. As long as he lowered his head slightly, he could see the infinite beauty inside through the loose collar.
Song Yinghuai's eyes darkened. The raging fire in his chest burned all the way to his eyes, and he could hardly suppress the urge to kill.
Sheng Jiangli was surprised to see Song Yinghuai, who was supposed to appear two days later, suddenly show up in the Prince Yan's Mansion. After a brief moment of stunnedness, he quickly reacted. Holding Caiyu tighter in his arms, ignoring her struggle, he said playfully,
"Prince Yan is really swift. As soon as the messenger from the capital delivered the message to me, you're already back."
Song Yinghuai slightly lowered his eyes, ignoring Sheng Jiangli's taunt. He just rubbed the Buddhist beads on his wrist. The floating ice in his eyes quickly condensed, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura. Looking at Caiyu, he said,
"Come here now."
Caiyu struggled desperately, her voice soft, "General Sheng..."
Sheng Jiangli looked down and saw the uneasiness in her wet eyes. The mist on her eyelashes was about to fall. Remembering what Caiyu had told him earlier, that they should act as if they didn't know each other, and considering her current situation, he finally softened his heart and loosened his iron - like arms.
As soon as Caiyu was free, she immediately ran towards Song Yinghuai.
Sheng Jiangli couldn't see the sudden sparkle in her eyes when she faced Song Yinghuai, but Song Yinghuai could.
A trace of ice melted in his frost - like eyes. His slender fingers quickly took off his black - gold robe and wrapped her tightly in it. Even a corner of the indigo robe that Sheng Jiangli had given her couldn't be seen from the outside.
"My lord," Caiyu called out softly, feeling uneasy.
Of course, she knew the reason why Song Yinghuai took off his outer robe at this moment.
Men were like this. Even if they didn't care about a woman, as long as she belonged to them, no one else could touch her.
Especially a proud man like Song Yinghuai.
How could he bear a woman, who he had already half - claimed, swaggering around in another man's clothes?
Song Yinghuai let out a soft laugh, with anger gathering in his eyes. He placed his big hand on Caiyu's shoulder, slightly lifted his eyelids, and looked at Sheng Jiangli. His eyes were like those of a divine statue opening, "General Sheng..."
Sheng Jiangli met his cold gaze and felt a sudden uneasiness in his heart. He involuntarily curled his fingers, but still managed to maintain his composure and looked back at Song Yinghuai, curling his lips, "Prince Yan."
Song Yinghuai smiled gently, "There has been an incident in the mansion. I'm sorry to have made you laugh, my guest."
Sheng Jiangli had brought his troops into the mansion and forced himself to act like the master, but was reduced to a guest by Song Yinghuai's words.
His face turned ugly, but fortunately, he was quick - witted. A smile reappeared on his lips, "It doesn't matter. I just regarded it as a good show."
He paused for a moment and said pointedly, "The women in your mansion are really amazing!"
"Hehe!" Song Yinghuai also showed a smile on his lips, "General Sheng has a lot of free time. The messenger from the capital will enter the mansion early tomorrow morning, but you have the time to watch the women in my mansion quarrel and flirt with my maid in the Ruixue Tower... I admire you."
Sheng Jiangli's face changed. He blurted out in disbelief, "Enter the mansion early tomorrow morning?"
According to the schedule, weren't they supposed to arrive two days later in the evening?
The messenger had written that they should delay Song Yinghuai on the way for another two days to facilitate his deployment of troops in Yanjing and the Prince Yan's Mansion.
Once Song Yinghuai refused to return to the capital and defied the imperial edict, they would arrest him on the spot and take control of Yanjing.
He thought that only Song Yinghuai had returned early. He thought that when the messenger entered the capital, he could still make things difficult for Song Yinghuai and distract him.
Unexpectedly...
Song Yinghuai snorted coldly. The big hand that had been on Caiyu's shoulder tightened slightly.
Caiyu suddenly felt a current running through her shoulder bone. It wasn't extremely painful, but her knees suddenly buckled, and her feet went weak. She let out a soft cry and fell towards Song Yinghuai!
Song Yinghuai caught her casually, picked her up horizontally, and turned to leave, "General Sheng, please protect the messenger well for me."
When Song Yinghuai turned around, his eyes were darker than the night.
A mere commander of the Hu cavalry dared to challenge him. Relying on the prince's orders, he even dared to covet his woman.
He was seeking death.
Sheng Jiangli clenched his fists and watched Song Yinghuai stride away. In his arms was the girl he had once loved but failed to obtain.
After so many years, the gap between them was still so hard to cross.
Then, his gaze was attracted to the place where Caiyu had stood. His face immediately changed greatly.
The indigo robe he had draped over Caiyu had been shattered by Song Yinghuai through Caiyu's shoulder. The fragments were scattered at the door.
The wind blew, and the shreds of cloth were scattered all over the building.
"Humph!" Sheng Jiangli punched the door frame, and the dust on the wall fell rustling down.
Sheng Jiangli sat back on the bed with a gloomy face, carefully thinking about countermeasures.
Caiyu nestled in Song Yinghuai's arms. It was comfortable, but the startled looks from people along the way made her really a bit uneasy.
At this time, she was still a criminal. The charge of attempting to murder the former princess had not been cleared, and she had been caught by Song Yinghuai wearing men's clothes and hugging Sheng Jiangli.
Based on her understanding of Song Yinghuai, this man would definitely not be as calm as he seemed on the surface.
"My lord, this maid can walk by herself," Caiyu said obediently, hoping to ease his anger.
Song Yinghuai didn't stop walking. He just coldly asked, "You dared to walk with just a robe on. Is that how you walked into the Ruixue Tower?"
He was really holding a grudge!
Caiyu opened her mouth but didn't say a word.
Although she didn't go there wrapped in a robe, being carried in a brocade quilt naked was just as humiliating.
Seeing that she didn't say a word, Song Yinghuai's cold and solemn face was like covered with a thick layer of frost. He quickened his pace.
Jiang Jinyue and the others rushed over after hearing the news. Seeing Caiyu being carried horizontally in Song Yinghuai's arms, Jiang Jinyue staggered and forced a smile,
"Cousin... When did you come back?"
Her eyes stared fiercely at Caiyu in his arms, wishing she could burn Caiyu to ashes!
Bitch!
Why was she so lucky? Why did her cousin arrive in Yanjing two days earlier?
Caiyu originally felt very uncomfortable with the looks from people along the way, but when she saw Jiang Jinyue, she suddenly felt at ease.
Her delicate body suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably. With a weak breath, she half - closed her eyes and nuzzled into Song Yinghuai's chest. Her pale lips uttered a soft voice,
"My lord, this maid is innocent. I will never admit it... It was Miss Jiang who forced this maid's hand to press the confession..."
The reason why she dared to accuse Jiang Jinyue so boldly was because she had once witnessed Song Yinghuai forcing Jiang Jinyue to jump into the Taiye Pond.
She clearly realized that Song Yinghuai showed no mercy to Jiang Jinyue at all. He would not show any favoritism just because she was his cousin.
Jiang Jinyue choked in her throat and looked at Caiyu in panic.
She had framed countless vulnerable people in Jiaodong, but she had never met someone like Caiyu who dared to openly accuse her master without any scruples!
She was caught off guard and could only weakly say a few words, "Cousin, I didn't..."
Song Yinghuai's gaze was like a knife, piercing through Jiang Jinyue's disguise. It made her whole body ache.
His cold eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze was extremely cold,
"Gather everyone in the Zhaonan Pavilion. I will retrial this case."