The Tale of the Imprisoned Consort - Chapter 169, The Person Has Returned (Part 2)

Mingruo's face was cold, her eyes like ice as she stared at the lewdly grinning man before her. She was both angry and anxious. He didn't know, but she knew very well that they were siblings, not just ordinary people without blood ties! "Third Prince, are you truly so shameless that you'd disregard even the Emperor for the sake of beauty?"
"Your Majesty, you are mistaken. As the saying goes, 'To die beneath the peony is to die a romantic death.' From the first moment I saw Your Majesty, I have been captivated by you, unable to forget your unparalleled beauty even in my dreams. If I could share a night with Your Majesty, I would gladly die." As he spoke, his hand traced up Mingruo's fair wrist, lifting her sleeve and caressing her silky smooth skin. Mingruo, disgusted by his lustful appearance, struggled to pull her hand away, but she was merely a weak woman, pregnant and unable to move freely; she was no match for this grown man. In a short while, Mingruo's sleeve was rolled up to her elbow, revealing a section of her lotus-root-like, snow-white arm, which looked incredibly alluring in the sunlight.
The Third Prince's mouth was practically watering. He licked his lips, his eyes blinking incessantly, as if he couldn't bear the breathtaking scenery before him. Mingruo was terrified. She kept looking out of the pavilion. Logically, Eunuch An should have returned soon, but why hadn't she seen him yet?
"Your Highness! Please release the Empress!" Two palace maids rushed forward again, each grabbing one of the Third Prince's arms and pulling him back. However, because Mingruo's arm was in his grasp, they dared not use too much force, only trying their best to hold him so that Mingruo could break free. Unfortunately, the Third Prince seemed to be a martial arts expert as well. The two palace maids were no match for him. He snorted coldly, and with a backhand slap, he sent them flying, falling into the flower bushes, unable to utter a sound.
"You!" Mingruo stood up abruptly, glaring at the Third Prince with eyes blazing with fury. "You rebellious wretch, release me now! Otherwise, I will expose your crimes before the Emperor!" She wasn't blind. Although she had never left the palace, it didn't mean she was unaware of everything. Her nanny had warned her more than once to be careful of her Third Prince, saying he was a lecherous man who had ravaged every slightly pretty maid in the palace, and even unfavored concubines—if he took a fancy to one, he would have her. Countless innocent girls in the palace had been defiled by him, and now, he dared to set his sights on her!
"Expose my crimes?" The Third Prince laughed, raising his eyebrows, but he lacked the refined elegance of Emperor Xu Li. Ming Ruo felt only disgust.
"Your Majesty, by then you will have already shared the joys of love with me. Unless you are willing to risk your life and Father's favor, you will not tell anyone. Moreover..." His gaze suddenly turned malicious.
"If I were to turn around and accuse you of having an affair for a long time, Father might even start to doubt the true father of the child in your womb!"
This guy actually had the audacity to think about having an affair with her later! Mingruo simply couldn't believe there could be such a shameless person in the world. She trembled with rage: "Then you try! Do you think I'd rather be involved with someone like you, or give up this child and have the Emperor bring you to justice? Others may not understand the Emperor's methods, but you know them very well. Don't try to fool me with the excuse that I'm a concubine and you're his flesh and blood. The Emperor doesn't care about blood ties at all. As long as he dotes on me enough, the throne will be out of your reach!"
The Third Prince was visibly shaken. He understood that Ming Ruo was telling the truth, but it was truly a pity to give up the prize that was already in his grasp. In truth, he was a cunning and shrewd man, but unfortunately, lust was his weakness. Even knowing how serious the consequences would be, he was absolutely unwilling to give up the fat meat that was already within his grasp.
How many beauties like Mingruo can one see in a lifetime?
“Since Your Majesty insists on not accepting my love, then I have no choice but to resort to force!” With a wave of his hand, Mingruo’s outer robe was instantly torn open.
The ripping sound was incredibly jarring. Mingruo gasped in surprise, "You dare!"
"Of course I dare, Your Majesty knows best." He buried his head in Mingruo's neck and began to bite. Mingruo was scared, but she refused to show weakness. Just as she was about to cry for help, the Third Prince seemed to have anticipated something. He pulled off her belt and stuffed it into her mouth, then reached into her clothes and began to caress her.
"She has such fair skin and delicate bones! To be able to share a night with Your Majesty is truly a blessing I've accumulated over eight lifetimes!" He was so excited that he forgot to move to another place and couldn't wait to possess her right there.
Mingruo gritted her teeth, feeling waves of cramping pain in her stomach. She braced herself on the stone table, a thin layer of sweat beading on her forehead from the agony. "Father... Father, where are you? Why haven't you come to save Ruo'er?!"
The Third Prince did not notice Mingruo's discomfort. He excitedly tore at her clothes, tearing open her inner and outer garments to reveal a bright yellow, exquisitely embroidered bodice with dragons and phoenixes.
"Father actually let you wear this color pocket, and it's even embroidered with dragons and phoenixes?" Just how important is she to Father?! This is a treatment even the Empress has never received! Emperor Xu Li has favored some concubines in the past, but the time never exceeded a month, let alone letting them wear the bright yellow that only the Emperor could wear!
A sense of foreboding washed over the Third Prince. He suddenly shuddered. They say you can't force a person; once pushed to the limit, they might do anything. He thought: since he'd already done it, he might as well go all the way. Even if his father really did blame him, he'd still enjoyed such a stunning beauty; it wouldn't be a loss. (Wow, how lecherous!)
Just as his hand grabbed Mingruo's bodice collar, a leaf flew out of nowhere and pinned his wrist, severing both his hands instantly!
Staring dumbfounded at the pair of severed hands on the ground, the Third Prince stood there for a long time before he reacted and immediately began to wail.
Mingruo was also startled. She clutched her stomach, her face pale, and the next second, she was pulled into a broad embrace. The embrace was incredibly warm, safe, and familiar. She looked up in a daze, "...Yun...Lang?!"
Duanmu Yun's expression was icy, and his gaze towards the Third Prince was filled with a desire to kill him. But when he looked at Mingruo in his arms, his expression was incredibly gentle: "Ruo'er, are you alright?" He helped her sit down, touched her belly, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions.
She shook her head to indicate she was fine: "How did you end up here?"
“I just got back, and I don’t think I’ll live much longer. I just wanted to see you one last time, so I wouldn’t die with regrets.” He said softly. Both of them ignored the howling Third Prince beside them, their eyes locked on each other. After a moment, Mingruo turned her head away: “You…you shouldn’t say that. Nothing will happen…” Yes, he will be alright, he definitely will…
My silly girl, do you know that this might be the last time your Yunlang sees you? Duanmu Yun felt a pang of pain in his heart, but said nothing. His dark eyes quietly shifted to the Third Prince beside him, and his hand struck out. Before Mingruo could even utter "no," the Third Prince had already coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground, dead.
"Yunlang! Are you crazy?!" Does he even realize how much trouble this will cause him?
Duanmu Yun patted her head: "It's alright." This is the last thing I'll do for you. Keeping this person around... will only cause trouble in the future.
Mingruo shook her head repeatedly, but suddenly her stomach started to hurt. She clutched her stomach abruptly, and was about to fall over when a pair of arms wrapped in a bright yellow dragon robe caught her.
Duanmu Yun stared blankly at his outstretched hands that had not been caught, then lowered his head and laughed self-deprecatingly.

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