2329The Source of Nightmares

"You don't have to kneel to me. I still say what I said. If you are used by me, I will protect you. But if you have any disobedient thoughts, not only me, but also you who betrayed Prince Ming, I will tell the truth." Prince Ming, when you arrive, you know that I will not let you go! Prince Ming will not let you go either. Should you cooperate with me peacefully and be your concubine in Prince Ming's Mansion, or should you follow me? Go against me, become an enemy of Prince Ming’s Palace, General’s Palace, and me, Gu Xiaowan, you have to weigh it yourself!”

Gu Xiaowan's voice was very clear, but every word was precise. Yihong was not a fool, so she naturally knew how to choose.

"Princess, please rest assured. I will definitely listen to the princess and will not betray the princess. As long as the princess keeps her promise for the slave." Yihong kowtowed.

"Don't worry, I am a man of great promise. I will only rot in my stomach about your affairs!" Gu Xiaowan said, "Go back!"

Yihong still hesitated: "Princess, are you telling the truth? When I go back, will the prince let me be my concubine?"

"Otherwise, what do you think? Do you think Yilu still has a chance? Don't worry, she will never have a chance in this life. You will definitely see her when you go back, go and have a look!" Gu Xiaowan waved her hand and looked at the book in her hand. Go and never want to talk to her again.

Although Yihong is full of doubts, since Princess Anping has vowed that she can win against Yilu, she can only believe it now.

She kowtowed to Gu Xiaowan a few times, then stood up and left the study.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a picture of green mountains and green waters hanging on a wall. The picture was brightly colored, and some of the ink marks were a little damp. It was obviously painted just now, and it seemed to be similar to the one in her hand.

The only difference was that there seemed to be something extra, and this painting felt obviously more brilliant than the one in her hand. Yihong didn't take a closer look, she hurriedly withdrew her gaze and hurried out.

The things had been packed away. When she went back to get the luggage, she saw Xiaoyu standing coldly at the door with her arms folded, with inexplicable hostility in her eyes: "Go back?"

Yihong nodded quickly: "Well, the princess asked me to go back!"

Xiaoyu took out a jar of something from her pocket and handed it to Yihong: "I don't like you very much, especially knowing that you almost killed my young lady and princess. However, I want to ask you to do me a favor now!"

"What? I will definitely help if I can!" Yihong lowered her head and said.

"Okay, this is the osmanthus powder on the dressing table. It is Yilu's favorite thing. When you go back, bring this to her. If she doesn't want it, just apply it on her!" The thing in Xiaoyu's hand is obviously Yilu's. Lu’s favorite osmanthus powder recently.

Because less than half of it had been used, and it was something that Yilu used, Yihong was already jealous, so even though this thing was very good, she still didn't put it away.

And there is another reason. Gu Xiaowan is sure that she will be the concubine when she goes back this time, so there is no need for her to use things that others have used.

Since Xiaoyu wanted to bring it to Yilu herself, Yihong nodded and obeyed: "I will definitely bring it to you for small things!"

Xiaoyu chuckled and said, "I have one more thing to trouble you. You must take good care of Yilu!"

She said the words "care and care" very hard. Yihong frowned: "She almost killed your master, don't you hate her?"

Xiaoyu blinked and almost gritted her teeth: "Why don't you hate me? But wouldn't it be good to let her live to atone for her sins?"

Yihong didn't understand what Xiaoyu meant. She hated her so much. Wouldn't it be bad if she died?

Anyway, this is what Yihong is thinking in her heart. This Yilu will inevitably be a disaster. If she can be killed, it would be good to solve her worries early!

She packed her things and left Qingyuan.

Returning to Prince Ming's Mansion, Prince Ming was so excited when he saw the old painting that he praised her for her ability to do things. Moreover, he made her his concubine that night, gave her a very large yard, and allocated a lot of money to her. With more than a dozen servants, silks, clothes, and food, she finally lived the life she wanted.

Yihong thought this was just a dream, but she really saw her servants kneeling in front of her, serving her. She knew that it was a dream, how could it be so real? She had really become a concubine.

As for Yilu, there is no news at all.

However, she still had something to give to Yilu, and she felt that it was better to get rid of this personal problem as soon as possible, so she pretended to be ignorant and asked people in the house where Yilu had gone.

No one answered, and it was as if she had seen a ghost. Until later, she passed by a courtyard that had been closed for a long time, and heard hysterical roars coming from inside. She thought the sound was familiar, and then she saw an unrecognizable face. A woman with white bones can be seen above.

The skin on her face was almost completely rotten, leaving only two eyeballs hanging in the sockets and two rows of yellowed teeth. She was just wondering why this man's voice sounded so familiar.

The people inside also saw her. When she saw the person in front of her, well-dressed and beautiful, with many maids and slaves following behind her, appearing like stars over the moon, her eyes burst out with excitement. Anger: "Yihong, you bitch..."

The voice was really familiar and couldn't be more familiar.

Yihong was stunned at first, and then she laughed, her branches trembling with laughter, and the golden steps on her head made a jingling sound.

She had been worried for so long, worried that Yilu would be favored again, and now she finally understood what Princess Anping meant. How can you argue with such an ugly creature?

As for the jar of osmanthus powder that Xiaoyu asked her to send, Yihong was finally able to give it away. A face that is rotten like this, Yihong is

How could a smart person not understand that the reason for all this lies in that box of osmanthus powder.

She smiled openly: "Xiaoyu asked me to bring you a box of things for you to use properly, but I'm afraid you won't be able to use them on your face, so just use them elsewhere!"

Yilu looked at the jar in Yihong's hand in shock. It was the source of all her nightmares. She had known it since the attack.

But……

Shouldn't this box of osmanthus powder be on Gu Xiaowan's dressing table?