allonlinenovel Chapter 229 Counterfeit
Chapter 229 Counterfeit
Han Mubai had no patience at all, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
He simply placed the teacup on the table.
"If you have something to say, just say it. Stop talking nonsense!"
The woman didn't expect that Han Mubai, who was always elegant and refined, would show such a cold and unapproachable attitude, which almost disrupted her plans.
She twitched her lips in embarrassment.
"Master Han, I don't have any other intentions... I just admire you for a long time..."
Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Han Mubai with fiery passion.
Han Mubai avoided looking at her. Those eyes looked too much like Ge'er's.
But he knew... this woman couldn't be her!
He snorted coldly, "You sent me a letter anonymously, and even had the audacity to mention the imperial concubine's name... You really are not afraid of death."
The woman sighed and looked at Han Mubai with eyes full of pity.
"I'm afraid of death too... But what can I do? I admire Master Han and feel sorry for him. I want to help him..."
Han Mubai couldn't help but sneer.
He looked at the woman with his bright black eyes.
"Feeling sorry for me? Haha... Who are you? In what capacity are you talking to me? My Han family is a century-old family in Kyoto. We have many connections in the court. If I want to do anything, it's just a matter of words."
"Are you higher in status than me? You don't even have the courage to pull down your veil, yet you shamelessly say you feel sorry for me and want to help me? Ha, what a joke!"
"If you have nothing to do and want to joke with me and make fun of me, I'm sorry I can't keep you company. I'm so busy every day with so many things to do. I don't have the time to waste here with you."
Han Mubai immediately stood up and left.
The woman seemed a little anxious, and she quickly reached out and grabbed Han Mubai's arm.
"Mr. Han, don't be angry..."
Han Mubai's eyes flashed with disgust, and he quickly shook off the woman's touch.
"Get lost, who the hell are you to touch me?"
The woman didn't expect that Han Mubai would actually shake her off.
She stumbled back and fell heavily to the ground.
The veil that originally covered her face also slipped off, revealing an extremely beautiful face.
Han Mubai only took a glance and then drowned out any sound.
Shock appeared in his eyes and he looked at the woman in disbelief.
"song……"
He involuntarily took two steps forward.
The woman fell to the ground, tears in her eyes...looking at Han Mubai pitifully.
"Master Han...you really don't know how to be gentle with women."
"You really hurt me when you threw me just now."
Han Mubai couldn't control his behavior. He couldn't get angry at the face he loved so much.
He squatted down and gently helped her up.
A light incense stick gradually lit up in the box. Han Mubai's eyes gradually became blurred, and he stared at the woman's cheek in a daze.
"song."
The woman's eyes flickered, and she snuggled into Han Mubai's arms.
"Master Han... I truly admire you. I can be your substitute, as long as I can soothe the pain and sadness in your heart."
"I don't care..."
Her delicate white arms slowly hooked around his neck.
Her eyebrows and eyes remained the same as before, and her bright red and plump lips moved closer and closer to Han Mubai's thin lips.
"I know... Young Master Han can't forget that person. But... she is already the emperor's woman, and no one can compete with the emperor for a woman. No matter how unwilling and painful Young Master Han is, he will never be able to stay with the one he loves..."
"Master Han... let me fill the pain and regret in your heart."
Han Mubai's thoughts gradually became confused.
His breath was disturbed by the faint incense, and his mind gradually became confused.
He stared at the woman in front of him, his eyes full of obsession.
He seemed to be bewitched and couldn't help but murmur.
"Ge'er...is this really you?"
"I've missed you so much these days, but you don't want to see me... Do you know how painful missing someone is?"
"Ge'er, it's obvious that we are the ones who truly love each other. Why can he steal our love just because he's the emperor?"
The woman's red lips gently touched his jaw.
There were tears in her eyes, and she looked like a fox demon bewitching humans.
"Yes...we are the two people who truly love each other."
"Why...why does he want to steal my love? Amu...in my heart, I only love you."
The corners of Han Mubai's eyes turned red, and he hugged the woman in his arms tightly.
His pain at this moment... was revealed without hesitation.
"song."
"My heart... hurts so much."
The woman's body trembled, and her voice was filled with tears: "Amu, seeing you in pain, it hurts me too..."
"Heh..." Who knew that the next moment, the big hand that was originally holding her waist gently suddenly strangled her neck.
The man, who was originally in pain and despair, suddenly became sober.
His eyes were filled with murderous intent as he gripped her neck tightly.
"Do you think that just because you look a bit like her, you are her?"
"No one can replace her place in my heart, and no one can easily captivate my eyes with this face."
With a click, he decisively strangled the woman's neck without waiting for her to beg for mercy.
The woman's eyes opened wide, filled with astonishment...but in a moment, she died in his palm.
Han Mubai immediately tore off the human skin mask covering the woman's face.
There was a coldness in his eyes.
He slowly stood up, looked around the room, and spoke coldly towards a wall with a carved screen.
"Come out."
"You created this fake to deceive me... You really think highly of me."
After a while, a tall figure gradually walked out from behind the screen.
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Zhao Jingxue's funeral was a grand funeral for a concubine, as per custom... This incident caused a sensation throughout the Jin Dynasty. Many people praised Qin Feiling as a benevolent and righteous ruler, a rare and wise monarch.
Qin Feiling felt that he owed Zhou Lingge something.
He asked Eunuch Liu to go to his private storehouse, select a lot of exquisite and rare things, and eagerly send them to Zhou Lingge.
Zhou Lingge gladly accepted it, and even asked the kitchen to make some chicken soup. He then went to the imperial study to thank Qin Feiling.
Qin Feiling was a little flattered. This was a rare initiative from Zhou Lingge, and he was in a very happy mood.
He put aside his government affairs and spent the entire afternoon with Zhou Lingge.
But there were some urgent military matters that he had to deal with today, so he would not stay overnight at Yuanchen Palace.
He personally sent Zhou Lingge back to Yuanchen Palace and asked her to take good care of herself.
His eyes were filled with tenderness as he gently stroked her belly: "I'm sorry that you've been wronged by Zhao Jingxue's matter..."
Zhou Lingge expressed her understanding very considerately.
"The rest of the Zhao family are loyal soldiers serving their country and the emperor. Zhao Jingxue's mistake alone should not implicate other innocent people. The Zhao family has been loyal to the emperor for three generations. We cannot let this incident discourage them. I understand your majesty's concerns... Zhao Jingxue's death was her own fault."
She didn't feel wronged.
Zhao Jingxue is the only one who is seeking death. The other members of the Zhao family are all loyal ministers and capable generals, and they are still needed to guard the borders of the Jin Dynasty.
She didn't want the country to be in turmoil and its foundation to be affected because of Zhao Jingxue's affairs.
The Jin Dynasty will belong to her sons in the future. She hopes more than anyone else that the dynasty will be stable and that these people will continue to be loyal and devote themselves to the country and the people until their death.
Qin Feiling was very happy to see Zhou Lingge being so magnanimous.
He breathed a sigh of relief, stayed for a while, and then reluctantly left Yuanchen Palace.
When passing by the Imperial Garden, he heard a clear, pleasant and melodious sound of piano coming into his ears.
The sound of the piano flows as softly as the gurgling of water, or like the whisper of a breeze across the strings, lingering and endless. This beautiful sound seems to have a kind of magic that makes people intoxicated and fascinated.