Chapter 31 The Truth

At the same time when two slender figures disappeared at the corner of the palace wall, a man in white held a token from outside the palace. Xiahou walked out of the king of Chu's bedroom with a spring breeze and saw Song Yu riding straight into the harem with his eyebrows slightly raised.

It seems that the weight of this woman in Song Yu's heart is really not light.

"Lord Song, what's the urgent matter? He rode a horse into the king's inner palace... What are you going to do! When Xiahou saw that Song Yu went straight forward to lift the curtain of the rear carriage, the smile on his face finally couldn't hang up, but he changed color after seeing that there was no one in the car.

"Where are the people?!" Xiahou was furious and asked the maid beside him.

"In the words of the marquis... Just then, a maid of honor came and took her away." The maid was immediately frightened.

"You..." Xia Hou still had time to scold, but he saw that Song Yu had turned around and walked to the depths of the harem, and the anger in his eyes calmed down a little, and was replaced by a bit of sarcasm.

There is a romantic and elegant atmosphere between the gorgeous palace carved beams and paintings. Next to the palace is a wooden viewing pavilion, and a Mingluan perched on the pavilion, symbolizing the supreme honor of the master.

Qiu Yao was a little stunned when she saw it. After knowing that she stepped into the hall, she came to her senses.

"Wait here." The maid named Ziyuan left Qiu Yao in the outer hall and walked in alone. Qiu Yao clearly felt that the maid's attitude was not friendly, and she began to feel a little uneasy.

A few moments later, Ziyuan went back to the outer hall to let Qiu Yao enter. Qiu Yao walked into the inner hall a little confusedly and only saw a translucent curtain. From the outside, a Luo shirt woman could be faintly seen sitting on a beautiful bed.

Ziyuan retreated aside and said, "Isn't it a gift to see your wife?"

Qiu Yao was stunned, curled her lips and bent her knees. "I've seen you, madam." Which one did the master and servant sing? Didn't they take her out?

"What's your name?" The woman in the account spoke softly, and her pleasant voice seemed to tremble with a trace.

"Qiu Yao, autumn ball, Qiong Yao's Yao." Qiu Yao finally felt that something was wrong, but she didn't understand what the princess of Chu, who had never been with her, let herself come here. Wait, is she Yaoji? The so-called goddess brought back by the King of Chu from Wushan?

Thinking of this, Qiu Yao couldn't help but want to look up at how beautiful the goddess was. As a result, she was scolded by Ziyuan at a glance. The Yaoji was extremely easy-going and asked Ziyuan not to make a mistake.

Is it really easy-going? I can't see it now, but Qiu Yao feels very clearly about Ziyuan's hostile attitude towards her. The glance just now made Qiu Yao feel that the people in the tent seem to be a little familiar, but she can't remember who is like the people around her.

"Qiu Yao... Qiu Yao..." The Yao Ji repeated these two words in a low voice, and then smiled bitterly, "In late August, are you in Yunmeng?"

"...Yes." Qiu Yao took a deep breath. This person is not a real goddess, is she? Does she even know this? Or did she see herself in a few days? It doesn't make sense. At that time, she had been staying in Song Yu's yard, and the only woman she had seen was a maid.

"You..." Yaoji still wanted to speak, but suddenly someone outside reported that Song Yu, a political doctor, was coming this way, but Ziyuan shouted first.

"Come on, this woman intends to assassinate the Empress. Let's drag her down first!"

This was like giving Qiu Yao a head blow. At this point, Qiu Yao was really sure that these people were enemies and not friends, but it was too late. As soon as Qiu Yao wanted to make a sound, the two little maids next to Ziyuan had rushed up and pressed her to the ground and covered her mouth.

Hongmen banquet? Qiu Yao stared at the woman in the tent angrily and was unwillingly taken down.

"Ziyuan, if this is known by Mr. Song..." The person in the account was hesitant, but the Ziyuan was determined.

"Master, are you willing to serve a man you don't love as the stand-in of that woman for him? You give in to him again and again, but you don't appreciate it at all. No matter how much you do for him, he won't..."

"Hit!" The person in the tent drank Ziyuan's words painfully. It turned out that this so-called Yaoji was not someone else. It was Song Yu and Ziyuan who tried their best to find a substitute for Qiu Yao's singer Yi Ruge. They took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down, "Let Lord Song come in, and you all go out."

"Yes." Ziyuan bit her lip and walked out of the hall with a maid of honor. At the same time, Song Yu walked into the palace expressionlessly and came to Yi Ruge's tent.

"Weichen Song Ziyuan has met his wife."

"There is no one else here. Ziyuan, you don't have to be like this." Yi Ruge opened the curtain and looked at the man in front of him, and his body couldn't help trembling slightly.

Song Yu frowned slightly and ignored the sad feelings in her words. She bowed her head and asked, "I heard that my wife brought a woman here. I don't know if this matter is true."

"Ziyuan said that a girl seemed to be restrained by Xia Hou's people, so I asked someone to take her out, and then someone sent her out of the palace." Yi Ruge was cruel and finally told a lie.

Song Yu took a deep look at the pale and delicate face, said lightly, "I hope you didn't lie to me." She turned around and wanted to leave. Unexpectedly, Yi Ruge suddenly hugged herself tightly from behind.

"Madam, please take care of yourself. You are now the king's concubine." Song Yu frowned and raised her hand to open her hands around her waist.

"You are not sincere, Ziyuan." Yi Ruge decided that Song Yu would not do heavy on him, but even hugged him tightly and did not want to let go. His whole body was behind him and cried, "You care about me, right? Do you know how much I have missed you in the past three months, you..."

"Let go." Song Yu calmed down and slowly increased the strength of his hand. Yi Ruge let go of his hand in pain, and his eyes were full of pain.

"I can see... You're doing it for her from beginning to end, right?" Yi Ruge's voice gradually weakened, but some thoughts in his heart became more and more firm.

"You just need to do what you promised me." After saying that, Song Yu walked out of the inner hall without looking back. Yi Ruge sat down until now. Then Ziyuan, who entered the door, felt a pain in her heart when she saw this scene and hurriedly stepped forward to help her up.

"Became me to see her."

"Get me out! What on earth are you up to!"

Qiu Yao was trapped in prison, and she couldn't help but be a little scared. At this time, except for that Yaoji and her maid, I'm afraid that no one knew that she was locked up here. She roared until she was exhausted but never got a response. Qiu Yao sat on the ground a little depressed, thinking about where it was. Something went wrong.

Yaoji clearly recognized her, but she couldn't remember when she got into trouble with such a number one person. However, Yaoji's outline was really familiar, but none of the women she knew looked like that. What's going on?

"I've met my wife."

As soon as she heard this sound, Qiu Yao immediately stood up from the ground and looked out angrily through the wooden fence, but she was silent when she saw Yaoji's true face.

She finally remembered who Yaoji looked like, not someone else, but herself, and she was not impressed by it because she didn't often see this strange appearance after coming to ancient times.

"Is it an accident? I think you can see it, too." Yi Ruge's left arm was always held by Ziyuan, as if she would fall down if she didn't pay attention.

"Are you locking me up here because of this? Are you afraid that I will take your place instead of your identity? Then you can rest assured that I will never..."

"Do you know what you are talking about?" Yi Ruge stabilized his body and held a beautiful and sad smile on his mouth. "Now it's not you replacing me, but me replacing you."

Qiu Yao was slightly stunned. For a moment, she was a little difficult to digest this sentence. She looked carefully at the appearance of the person in front of her. It was indeed similar to her, but it was just like that she was at most beautiful, and the Yaoji in front of her was really charming, with a weak willow. Style.

Yi Ruge looked at Qiu Yao's blank face, and her heart was even more sour, but she was still trying to maintain calmness on her face. "Why, didn't Ziyuan tell you?"

Ziyuan? What is the relationship between her and Song Yu? Why did she call him so unavoidably?

"What did you tell me?" Qiu Yao instinctively felt that there was something she didn't know, and it was closely related to her.

"It seems that he really didn't say anything to you." Yi Ruge didn't know whether to cry or laugh at this time. What she laughed was that the woman in front of her knew nothing about everything. What she cried was that Song Yu actually maintained her so well.

"I don't know anything. Please make it clear, and let me out first."

"Can I let you out? Let you out to meet him?" Yi Ruge still had a smile on his face, but tears couldn't help falling down. "No, I won't let you out, and I won't let him know that you're here. It's just that he wants to hide everything from you, but I want you to know everything about it.

Qiu Yao was speechless and stared at the beautiful face of the person in front of her.

"Three months ago, I met Song Yu in Yunmeng... Of course, now it seems that it's not a chance encounter," Yi Ruge smiled sadly. "He stood in the crowd and looked so outstanding. He said he wanted to help me get out of the lowly. I thought he was interested in marrying me, so I readily agreed.

"But it didn't take long for him to suddenly tell me that he was a close minister beside the king and asked me to pretend to be the goddess of Wushan to serve the king of Chu on the night of Qiuxi. He didn't say the reason, but I naively thought he had a bad heart, but I didn't know until today that all he did was for you, and The reason why he came to me is just because of this face that is a little similar to yours.

"You said your name is Qiu Yao. It seems that the woman who was regarded as a goddess by the king at the beginning should be you. He pushed me into the fire for you, but you are still living freely outside."

Qiu Yao was completely stunned there and couldn't speak. No wonder the handkerchief she bandaged for the king of Chu was finally handed over to her by Song Yu's hand, but Song Yu did not mention it from beginning to end in front of her. Did he do this to protect himself?

"Are you moved? He has done so much for you without saying a loud. Yi Ruge put away the tears on his face, and his eyes were predesolate and dark. "What I want is your touch, and the pain and regret that you can't see him again."

"Are you going to kill me?" Qiu Yao was shocked all over.

"No, I won't let you die. I will make your life worse than death."