The Hidden Beauty

Chapter 138: Dedicate Yourself to the King
Xue Ying saw that Jiang Shiwan was a little shaken, and said softly: "This servant and Yun Shang served Madam together, and the relationship is naturally deep. Madam is also very kind to us on weekdays. Madam is naturally sad about Yun Shang's death..."

"Just Madam, please don't panic."

Jiang Shiwan still remembered these words clearly long after.

This is a truth that even a maid understands, but now that I am physically and mentally frustrated, I have lost my mind.

It was only after a very long time that she realized that her mind was confused because of what she cared about.

She finally went to meet Yan Jinxi as scheduled.

In the Luoyu Pavilion, Yan Jinxi was shocked to see Jiang Shiwan, who had lost a lot of weight. "I haven't seen you for a few days. How come the Governor's wife looks so thin? I thought you wouldn't keep the appointment."

The cloak covered most of Jiang Shiwan's head, and her sickly appearance made her look more fragile.

She took out the paper from her hand and said, "I heard that the princess wanted to see me because of the red flower. How could I break my promise?"

"It seems that you still have feelings for the child you lost, or do you care about Meng Tingzhou?" Yan Jinxi looked at her, "Jiang Shiwan, who is always cautious, can also fall in love with a man?"

"This incident caused me to lose a loyal maid, so I naturally want to find out who is behind it."

Yan Jinxi walked around her slowly, "As the eldest princess of Dayan, I have never suffered any loss from anyone, but you have made me bear the crime of damaging the reputation of the royal family, and even made the most powerful people in the court, Meng Tingzhou and Song Huaizhi, put pressure on my brother."

"As a result, I have now become a victim of the marriage with the Turks."

Jiang Shiwan looked at Yan Jinxi. Not long after she got married, several fine lines appeared on her face.

Wind and sand make people age quickly.

"Princess, a blessing in disguise." Jiang Shiwan said calmly, "You set an example for Dayan and the Turks to make peace. In the eyes of many people, you are a hero of Dayan."

"Who wants to be the hero? Do you want it if it's given to me?"

Jiang Shiwan took a deep breath and said, "You are the princess of Dayan. You have enjoyed wealth and glory above all others since you were a child. You must endure what ordinary people cannot endure."

Yan Jinxi looked at her in surprise.

His father had said the same thing to him once upon a time.

At that moment, she took a step back: "Jiang Shiwan, who are you?"

"The princess asked me to come here today because of the red flower. If the princess has nothing to say, I will leave first."

Jiang Shiwan turned away.

She was about to open the door when someone pushed it open.

When Jiang Shiwan saw the person coming, his expression froze.

Abiel's tall figure cast a shadow over her: "Madam, how are you?"

The aura on his body made Jiang Shiwan step back: "Your Highness greets the Turkic King."

Abiel laughed, then closed the door and approached: "Since the last time I saw Madam, I have been astonished by her beauty."

"Your Majesty, I am the wife of the governor."

"So what if she's married? In our Turkic world, married women are the most popular because they know how to take care of men and how to make them happy."

Jiang Shiwan had already realized what Yan Jinxi was up to. She turned around suddenly, only to find that Yan Jinxi had disappeared.

When she turned around, a pair of big hands grabbed her from behind: "Madam, don't be afraid. This is a place where few people come to the Governor's Mansion. No matter what you and I do here, no one will find out."

Jiang Shiwan was shocked and frightened, and broke free: "How dare you!"

She used all her strength to slap Abelie in the face: "A Turkic king actually covets someone else's wife, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" Unexpectedly, she would attack him. Abelie touched one side of his cheek, spat, and his eyes were bloodshot: "I didn't expect that you, who are so gentle and weak, have such a fierce temper in private. No wonder Meng Tingzhou likes you so much!"

"The King likes it very much, too."

Jiang Shiwan dodged his outstretched hand and ran outside with all her might. Abiel's big hand pressed the door hard. He looked down at her and sniffed deeply: "Beauty, you can't run away, and Meng Tingzhou won't come!"

The nausea rising from the bottom of his heart made Jiang Shiwan hold his breath: "He will kill you!"

"This king..."

As if realizing there was someone behind him, Abiel curled the corners of his mouth and reached out to touch Jiang Shiwan's face: "Have you forgotten the deal with me?"

Jiang Shiwan's whole body was convulsing: "What deal?"

"Beauty, you said that I would help you get the red flower, and after the task is completed, you are willing to offer yourself to me as a reward."

"A piece of nonsense..."

Before Jiang Shiwan finished speaking, Meng Tingzhou's voice came from behind him: "If the Turkic king wants a woman, I have plenty of beauties to offer you."

Hearing the voice, the Turkic king looked at Jiang Shiwan with an expression that asked him what he could do, then let go of his hand and clasped his fists casually towards Meng Tingzhou: "Why is the governor here?"

Jiang Shiwan quickly straightened her messy clothes. She didn't know what he had just heard and looked at him hesitantly.

But Meng Tingzhou didn't even look at her.

He just smiled at Abiel and said, "This governor was just looking for you to discuss something important, and I heard from my servants that you are here."

Abiel laughed loudly to cover up his embarrassment: "Then I will go right away."

Meng Tingzhou followed him, but was caught up by Jiang Shiwan: "Erlang..."

Meng Tingzhou stopped and asked: "Madam, do you want to ask me something?"

He was quietly terrifying.

Jiang Shiwan walked over and stood in front of him: "Don't take what Abielie said just now seriously."

"Ah."

Jiang Shiwan plucked up the courage to take his hand, but Meng Tingzhou avoided her.

She froze in place for a moment, staring at him blankly.

Meng Tingzhou then looked at her and prepared to leave.

Jiang Shiwan grabbed his arm again, she lowered her head and cried, "I didn't."

She didn't know why she couldn't stop crying: "I didn't lie to you. I didn't use safflower to induce an abortion, and I didn't make any agreement with Abiel. You can ask me, and I'll tell you everything I know."

Feeling her sadness as she cried in his arms, Meng Tingzhou was silent for a while, and finally spoke: "I said I would give you whatever you want, even my life."

"Sometimes I would rather you take my life than use me again and again."

He smiled bitterly: "Maybe this can't be blamed on you. It's my own wishful thinking that took the false beauty as true love. If you want to blame someone, blame me for loving you too much. I love you to the point of losing myself. As long as you give me a look or a smile, I will be happy."

"No... No..." Jiang Shiwan raised her tearful eyes and shook his arm, "It's not fake, I really have made up my mind to stay. I want to live with you, Ayou and the baby in my belly."

Meng Tingzhou wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingers: "Yes, it's not fake. Sometimes the fake is real and the real is fake."

He pulled his arm free and walked away without hesitation.