Marrying a concubine to seduce him and lure him into the game

Chapter 188 I feel so miserable

Before he finished speaking, the "pen" carrying a heavy mission had already flown towards Qiuyue, gently touching her forehead, leaving behind her father's complex emotions and trust.

Qiuyue's eyes were filled with tears. She held back her tears and picked up the pen. With a bit of fear and eagerness, she fled from this place full of secrets.

Her back seemed so weak, and every step she took was like a knife cutting his heart. Although he pretended to be cold on the surface, his heart was like a surging ocean.

Watching Qiuyue going farther and farther away, Huo Yuncong prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the journey would be safe and that she would return safely.

Safety is his only wish and his deepest concern.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Howe walked lightly across the courtyard, and the flagstones seemed to soften beneath her feet.

Her first task was to summon the spies who were monitoring Huo Yuncong and conduct in-depth questioning.

"What's so unusual about Zhao Xing's behavior today?"

Her voice was gentle, yet it contained an authority that could not be ignored.

"Madam, Lord Lu has been staying in the study today, painting, and has not gone out."

The servant's answer was respectful and detailed, trying to allay all of Mrs. Huo's doubts.

Mrs. Huo felt slightly relieved and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth. She thought that her brother was too worried. How could Huo Yuncong's deep affection for her change so easily?

However, when she pressed the issue further, the subtle fluctuations in her tone still revealed her inner uneasiness.

"Besides this, nothing else happened?"

A trace of hesitation flashed across the servant's face, but he finally spoke: "Just now, Liang Qiuyue angered Marquis Lu, and the Marquis was so angry that he threw the pen in his hand away."

"Pen throwing?"

Mrs. Huo frowned slightly, her keen intuition caught a hint of something unusual, "Where is the pen now?"

The servant stammered, "The pen...was picked up by Miss Liang Qiuyue..."

This news was like a gust of cold wind, causing Mrs. Huo's face to change suddenly.

Huo Yuncong regarded the pen as a treasure and he had always disliked Qiuyue's stupidity, so how could he let her get the pen so easily?

"There must be something fishy going on."

Mrs. Huo asserted that this matter was definitely not simple.

"Bring Liang Qiuyue to me right now, and don't let her leave the mansion!"

Her command was urgent and unquestionable, her tone full of determination.

At this time, Liang Qiuyue was running on the path in the backyard, seemingly madly but actually agilely, with determination flashing in her clear eyes and the pen hidden tightly in her sleeve.

She knew her father was in danger, but she was still determined to complete the mission of delivering the token. The message in the pen was heavier than any words.

Just as she was about to reach the backyard door, a scolding voice sounded behind her: "Stop!"

Qiuyue's heart tightened and she pretended not to hear.

"Catch her!"

The two servants pounced on her like wild beasts and easily subdued her.

"Let me go! Why are you arresting me? You villains!"

Qiuyue was like a leaf caught in a storm. She struggled desperately but could not escape those ruthless hands.

A loud slap landed on her cheek. Although she was Huo Yuncong's daughter, in the eyes of the servants, she was just someone who could be bullied at will.

"Crazy girl, you're looking for a beating, aren't you?"

With a series of blows, Qiuyue's face swelled up and the pain made her speechless.

"take away!"

The housekeeper's order was given and Qiuyue was dragged away roughly.

In a flash, Qiuyue was brought before Madam Huo, and she trembled as she faced those eyes that were as sharp as ice.

The moment their eyes met, fear struck her like a cold current, causing her to step back involuntarily.

At Mrs. Huo's signal, the servant clamped Qiuyue tightly, not giving her any chance to resist.

As she approached, Mrs. Huo smelled a strange odor and couldn't help frowning.

"Search her, search her body and see if she has the pen."

Mrs. Huo ordered coldly.

Qiuyue lowered her head, clenched her hands, and the pen in her sleeve was like the weight of life.

After a rough search, the pen was found in Qiuyue's sleeve.

Mrs. Huo's eyes became even colder and she reached out to take the pen.

The servant carefully wiped off the stains on the pen and presented it respectfully.

Mrs. Huo took the pen, her expression as cold as ice. Although the evidence was conclusive and pointed directly at Huo Yuncong, her heart was filled with unbelievable waves.

How could Huo Yuncong, her husband who had spent twenty years with her, betray her? They had walked hand in hand through the storms and gone through countless difficult times together. She was confident that she was good to him with all her heart. How could she accept such a betrayal?

If it were not for her support and planning, how could he have remained in power in the court struggle and even been granted a title of nobility and appointed as prime minister?

She gave birth to children for him and provided him with a warm family, so why was he still not satisfied?

Mrs. Huo had mixed feelings and prayed that this was all just a misunderstanding, but anger was already burning in her heart.

If Huo Yuncong is really a treacherous person, then she will never show mercy and will make him pay the price!

Mrs. Huo's eyes were sharp. She stared at the pen on the table and studied it carefully.

No matter how you look at it, the pen looks ordinary and there is nothing suspicious about it.

After careful consideration, Mrs. Huo decided: "Take the pen apart and check it out."

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The sun sets and the night deepens.

Huo Yuncong stood in front of the window, gazing deeply at the last ray of sunlight in the sky gradually disappearing, his eyes full of sorrow and fear.

He was concerned about whether Qiuyue had sent the secret letter safely, and whether Su Rao could receive the message smoothly...

Suddenly, the door behind him was pushed open. Huo Yuncong turned around and saw Mrs. Huo. His expression changed instantly.

From worry to tenderness, he asked with concern: "Madam, what's bothering you? Has anyone upset you?"

His tone was soft and full of affection, like a model husband who cared about his wife's mood.

However, Mrs. Huo responded with a sneer, and with a wave of her hand, a scarred man was thrown rudely into the house.

Huo Yun felt a tightness in his heart, and the scene before him was as shocking as thunder.

It was a bloody figure, curled up on the ground in pain, as if it had been tortured countless times.

Even so, Huo Yuncong recognized at a glance that it was Qiuyue, his daughter, the treasure in his heart.

At that moment, Huo Yuncong suddenly realized that fate had always favored the King of Qi and the Wang family.

He was trembling all over, heartbroken and extremely desperate.

His daughter had not had the chance to enjoy her father's love. He owed her too much, and before he could make up for it, she suffered such a disaster.

Her pain was like a knife cutting into his heart, making him feel excruciatingly painful.

Despair comes from years of forbearance and struggle, only to find in the end that everything is nothing but illusion.

All the suffering he had endured because he had failed to avenge his wife's death now seemed to be in vain.

All his life's efforts were in vain and he gained nothing.

"Huo Yuncong, how dare you betray me?"

Mrs. Huo's cold words were decisive.