si-mexico Chapter 211 It’s too late
Chapter 211 It’s too late
The carriage returning to the princess's mansion was moving slowly on the long street. Princess Gaoyang in the carriage had cheeks like the sunset in the sky, and the blush had not faded away for a long time.
She bit her red lips lightly, and the scene that had just made her heart flutter kept appearing in her mind.
As she recalled the past, a mixture of shyness and satisfaction appeared on her face unconsciously, and she was still immersed in the confusion and passion, unable to extricate herself.
As she entered the mansion, the sound of crisp footsteps echoed on the stone pavement. Before she could calm down, a servant hurried over. After bowing respectfully, he reported, "Princess, the prince consort asks you to go to the study."
This sudden summons was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the romantic feelings that had not yet dissipated in Princess Gaoyang's heart.
The smile on her face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a cold look of displeasure and a slight frown on her brows.
Her tone was filled with annoyance: "Why did the Prince Consort come to me? No need to say more. I don't want to bother with him today. Tell him not to have any more wishful thinking."
"Hmph, I'm in a good mood today and don't want to waste any more words with him and cause trouble."
After saying this, Princess Gaoyang walked lightly with lotus steps, her clothes fluttering in the wind, and headed straight towards the inner courtyard.
Only the servant was left standing there uncomfortably, looking at the princess's receding back, his heart filled with fear, not knowing what to do.
In the study, Fang Yiai's face turned pale instantly and his eyes were full of panic when he heard the report from the servant.
Li Chengqian sat lazily on the chair in Fang Yiai's study, with a half-smile on his lips and an elusive meaning in his deep eyes.
"Xianhuai." Li Chengqian called softly. Although his voice was not loud, it echoed in the quiet study.
Zhang Xianhuai heard the voice and hurried in from outside. He clasped his hands together and saluted, saying, "Your Majesty!"
Li Chengqian did not immediately respond to Zhang Xianhuai's visit, but turned his gaze to Fang Yiai.
After a long pause, he slowly spoke, "I have been waiting here for a long time, and I have given you many opportunities to mend your ways."
"Now, I'm a little tired."
After saying that, Li Chengqian slowly stood up, stood with his hands behind his back, and walked out of the study, which made Fang Yiai terrified.
"I really don't want this matter to be spread out, causing everyone grief and sorrow. The palace needs peace."
Li Chengqian paused, turned his head and stared at Fang Yiai.
"You should know what I mean and what to do, right?"
Fang Yiai felt like he was struck by lightning and his knees went weak.
He fell to his knees with a thud, moving forward a few inches on his knees, and begged tearfully, "Your Majesty, please have mercy on me and give me one more chance."
"I will do my utmost to restrain the princess and protect the reputation of the royal family and the Fang family!"
Li Chengqian looked down at Fang Yiai kneeling at his feet, his eyes revealing deep disappointment. He sighed softly, "It's too late to realize this now."
He immediately turned around and ordered Zhang Xianhuai, "Xianhuai, go to Huichang Temple immediately and bring Bianji to the door of Princess Gaoyang's bedroom."
"I want you to chop her into minced meat in front of her as a warning to others."
"Ten Jinyiwei will be dispatched to closely guard the princess from now on. She will not be allowed to leave the Princess's residence. She will be confined within the residence to reflect on her mistakes."
"As you command, Your Majesty!"
Zhang Xianhuai bowed slightly, took the order and left with firm and powerful steps.
When Fang Yiai heard this order, he was immediately terrified, his face pale as death, and he kowtowed frantically begging for mercy: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Please show mercy once more!"
"Your Majesty, I am confident that I can control Princess Gaoyang and never let such a scandal happen again!"
"I beg you, please spare Gao Yang this time."
Li Chengqian glanced at him coldly, his eyes filled with disgust. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked Fang Yiai away, shouting angrily, "Fang Yiai, Fang Yiai, do you really think you are without fault?"
"Look at you, you're such a wimp. Where's your manliness and responsibility?"
"If it weren't for your unscrupulous indulgence over the years, how could Gao Yang have acted so recklessly and openly had an affair with Bian Ji?"
"You clearly knew about their scandalous affair long ago, yet you feigned ignorance and played dumb. Your behavior truly disappoints me deeply."
"Well, remember, you must take good care of your family affairs from now on. What happened today must be kept to yourself and not mentioned to anyone. From now on, everything will continue as usual. Don't cause any more trouble. Do you understand?"
Li Chengqian's voice grew increasingly stern. Fang Yiai was so frightened that he trembled all over, like a sieve of chaff. He quickly replied, "Your Majesty, I understand. I will obey your command."
Upon seeing this, Li Chengqian strode away without looking back, his back revealing endless indifference. Fang Yiai was left slumped on the ground with a blank look in his eyes, as if he had lost his soul.
The night was as dark as ink, deeply covering the city of Chang'an.
The hundred Jinyiwei of the Southern Pacification Office, all dressed in Feiyu uniforms and with embroidered spring swords on their waists, rushed to Huichang Temple quickly and orderly under the personal leadership of Zhang Xianhuai.
The sound of horse hooves echoed in the silent street, like a death knell, which was terrifying.
When they arrived at Huichang Temple, the tightly closed temple door slowly opened with a dull knock.
The young monk who opened the door rubbed his sleepy eyes. When he saw the aggressive team of Jinyiwei outside the door, he was so scared that his legs went weak and he fell to the ground with a plop. He kept calling "Amitabha" in a trembling voice full of fear.
Zhang Xianhuai turned a blind eye to this and looked stern.
Without moving, he just raised his hand slightly and divided the hundred Jinyiwei into two teams as easily as using his own arms.
A team rushed into the temple like wolves and tigers, running towards the place where the account books of Huichang Temple were kept with a clear goal. They also had a mission in secret.
That is to find out how many people and land a temple can hide in this pure land of Buddhism.
The other team, led by him personally, hurried towards Bian Ji's meditation room.
At this time, Bian Ji in the Zen room was extremely upset because of the various events that had happened during the day, and he could not find a moment of peace.
He was wearing plain monk's robes, sitting cross-legged on a cushion, holding Buddhist beads tightly in his hands, and beating the wooden fish again and again. The monotonous and rhythmic beating sound echoed in this quiet Zen room.
The dim candlelight flickered, illuminating his slightly pale face. Facing the solemn Buddha in front of him, he sincerely repented for what he had done today, muttering to himself and praying for the Buddha's salvation.
There was a somewhat chaotic sound of footsteps outside, which came from far away and gradually approached, stepping on his heart with each step.
Bian Ji seemed to have sensed something in his heart, and slowly raised his head, with a hint of relief in his eyes.
For some reason, he felt relieved when he heard the footsteps outside the door.
He stood up silently, clasped his hands together, chanted "Amitabha", and then slowly walked towards the door of the meditation room, as if he had already foreseen his fate.
When he gently pushed open the door of the Zen room, he saw that the Jinyiwei led by Zhang Xianhuai were standing at the door in a chilling manner, which was chilling.