Chapter 189: Captured in Another Escape Attempt

Chapter 189: Captured in Another Escape Attempt

Mo Cangyan was indifferent to the intensity of her bites; he held her for a while before releasing her.

Feng Xiyao found the man before her terrifying. She tried to stand up and run away, but he swiftly grabbed her from behind, hoisting her onto the bed and pinning her beneath him.

"Let me go, you bastard, you scoundrel!"

Beneath his firm hold, Mo Cangyan allowed her to vent her anger with strikes and curses until she grew weary and ceased. Then, he calmly continued speaking.

"Yao, I've consulted the imperial physician. Your constitution is weak, making it difficult for you to conceive..."

Only then did Feng Xiyao realize why she had failed to become pregnant despite numerous attempts. It was due to her own physical condition.

She sneered, curling her lips. "So what? Now that you know I have difficulty conceiving, are you planning to seek another woman to bear your child?"

Hearing the hint of anger in her tone, Mo Cangyan knew that she still cared for him. He playfully kissed her lips.

"The physician only said it's difficult, not impossible. We'll put in more effort. After all, more seeds sown mean more chances of reaping a harvest, don't they?"

Gazing at his fiery gaze, Feng Xiyao struggled fiercely in fear.

"I don't want to! Let me go!"

No sooner had she spoken than the man showered her with kisses like raindrops.

"..."

Seeing Feng Xiyao's resistance, Mo Cangyan hastily undressed her and bound her wrists with a sash...

The palace maids outside the room were long accustomed to the sounds within.

...

In the following days, Mo Cangyan held true to his word, visiting Fengchun Palace every night to spend the hours until dawn, exhausting Feng Xiyao before he would finally relent.

Without shame, he would whisper in her ear about the importance of sowing seeds for a bountiful harvest.

Feng Xiyao's back ached from his relentless endeavors; she felt herself growing weaker while Mo Cangyan, despite being the one exerting himself, seemed as energetic as ever each morning.

Country Zheng intends to engage in trade with Great Xia and must remain in Shang Jing for an extended period to observe the situation.

Mo Cangyan spends his days negotiating with Zheng's envoys, only to sneak into Feng Xiyao's residence, the Fengchun Palace, at night.

Feng Xiyao feels that she has become nothing more than a reproductive tool to Mo Cangyan, akin to a courtesan for his amusement.

Knowing he has important matters tonight, Feng Xiyao decides not to take anything and quietly climbs out of her room through the window, scaling the palace wall.

Once on top of the wall, looking down at the ground, Feng Xiyao realizes its height for the first time, almost overwhelming her with acrophobia.

But before she can fully process her fear, a sharp-eyed guard by the entrance spots her.

"Her Majesty, the Empress!"

The guard's cry alerts nearby attendants and guards, who immediately rush towards her.

Below, they all plead with her not to do anything reckless, their voices blending into a chorus that irritates Feng Xiyao.

She stands tall on the palace wall, hands on her hips.

"Move aside, or I'll really jump!"

The crowd below fell silent for a moment but soon resumed their clamor, urging her to descend.

"Let me out, or I'll jump down!"

"Noble Lady, the Emperor has ordered you not to leave. Please don't do anything rash. His Majesty will be here shortly."

Upon hearing that they dared to inform Mo Cangyan, Feng Xiyao's anger intensified.

"Fine, you're forcing my hand!"

With that, she gauged the distance to the ground, gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and leaped.

Below, people hurriedly reached out to catch her.

In that instant, a figure swooped in, effortlessly catching her and gently landing on the ground with her in his arms.

Familiar scent emanating from the man, Feng Xiyao struggled to break free.

"Do you want to die?"

Hugging her tightly, the man's voice brimmed with fury.

Feng Xiyao felt wronged. She lifted her gaze to meet his blazing, furious eyes.

"You'd rather lock me up than let me live?!"

"It won't be that easy for you to die!"

Mo Cangyan carried her towards the imperial palace. Upon returning to the chamber, he gently set her down.

The moment she was released, Feng Xiyao darted for the bed, pulling the covers over herself to hide.

There was no escape today. She wondered what kind of torment this twisted Mo Cangyan had in store for her.

Spotting the lump under the bedding, Mo Cangyan approached.

"Should you properly explain yourself to me, I might consider sparing you tonight!"

"..."

There was a moment of stillness beneath the covers before a head gradually emerged.

The moment Feng Xiyao's head appeared, Mo Cangyan's towering figure descended upon her.

"Aah, Mo Cangyan, you liar!"

Amused by her flushed cheeks, the man felt a sense of triumph. He knew he couldn't spoil this little woman too much; otherwise, she'd become too bold.

"Feng Xiyao, how dare you be so reckless? If I hadn't arrived in time, you would have fallen to your death!"

"Dare to threaten this emperor, do you think you can die just by wishing for it?"

"If you dare to engage in such dangerous acts again, I will tie you to the bed, ensuring you remain forever as my exclusive possession."

Upon hearing this, Feng Xiyao was on the verge of tears from frustration.

"Mo Cangyan, you're being utterly shameless. I've made it clear that I don't want to be with you. I don't wish to stay in the palace. Can't you just let me go?"

The man pinched her chin, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

"You don't want to be with me, then who do you want to be with? Jiang Jue? He's already married the princess; don't even dream about it!"

Feng Xiyao was so angered by him that she was at a loss for words, glaring fiercely back at him.

"Do you think everyone is like you? There's nothing between Jiang Jue and me. It's you who keep dwelling on this matter, you who have a narrow mind."

"..."

Not wishing to continue their argument, Mo Cangyan gently patted her back, causing the person in his arms to instantly fall asleep.

If not for the important task he had to attend to tonight, he would have certainly punished this damned woman severely.

...

At Lin Mountain Villa.

With the hairpin Feng Xiyao had given him, Lin Mingli held it gently in his hand, examining it closely.

"Master... Master... News has come!"

Zhang Dong panted as he rushed over.

"How did your inquiries go?" Hearing the commotion, Lin Mingli carefully tucked the hairpin away in his chest.

Zhang Dong replied, "I bribed a few palace maids, and they've told me that the Empress seems to have angered the Emperor recently. Their relationship seems strained."

"I also learned that a few days ago, the Empress attempted to escape the palace, but the Emperor discovered her and brought her back to Fengchun Palace. She hasn't been released since."

"..."

As Lin Mingli listened to Zhang Dong's report, anxiety stirred within him.

He didn't know why Feng Xiyao would try to flee, but it must be because she was unhappy in the palace. However, he was unsure how to assist her, his brows knitted tightly together.

"..."

His eyes darted around, and an idea suddenly struck him. He promptly made his way to the study.

The family owned numerous shops, with over ten located in Shang Jing alone. If he were to surrender these establishments, he should be able to enter the palace...

...

When Feng Xiyao awoke, she got out of bed. But after only a few steps, her foot was tugged by something.

Looking down, she saw that her ankle was bound by a chain, the other end securely wound around the bedpost...