Yun Jin had arranged to meet her in Huating, which was a pavilion in the middle of a lake. In this kind of weather … GongYimo was speechless. She sat there and hugged her small heater tightly, refusing to let go!
There had been a few heavy snowfalls, so the view of the lake from the pavilion was still very beautiful. The roof tiles in the distance, the rockery nearby, and the frozen lake water looked like a sketch. With just a few strokes, it gave people a very natural sense of beauty!
Seeing that Yun Jin had not come for a long time, GongYimo leaned on the chair in the pavilion and looked down at the ice flowers on the lake.
"Is it beautiful?"
Surprisingly, Yun Jin was the only one who had come.
GongYimo turned back. At that moment, she saw surprise in Yun Jin's eyes. However, she did not know if it was an illusion, but what she saw was more jealousy.
She was still very beautiful, but now she was wearing a luxurious dress and had heavy makeup. She was not as beautiful as she was when they first met.
"Greetings, Your Highness."
GongYimo smiled and bowed. Yun Jin almost had an illusion that they had not seen each other for a few years, but only for a few days.
Yun Jin accepted it indifferently and grunted. She sat on the stone stool in the middle of the pavilion. There was not even a servant to serve tea.
"In these few years, whenever I feel unhappy, I will come here for a walk. Do you think it's beautiful here?"
GongYimo nodded. "The view is excellent!"
Yun Jin smiled and said, "Then if I push you into the lake, will you be afraid?"
"…"
GongYimo looked up at her and a ray of light flashed across her eyes.
"You can try."
Her words made Yun Jin choke. The originally warm scene suddenly became tense, and there was even some unknown danger floating.
Soon, Yun Jin smiled again. After years of training, she was no longer the immature woman. GongYimo saw the shadow of Empress Dowager Yuqi in her.
"This consort was just joking. You … are Yoon's sweetheart. Because of you, Yoon is even avoiding this consort. How could this consort possibly dare to do anything to you?"
"In other words, without Kim Yoon, what would you do to me?" GongYimo giggled. "There is no enmity between us, right?"
Her words were always like this. Sometimes, they were as direct as a blade, making people unable to resist. The smile on Yun Jin's face was a little stiff.
"There is no enmity, but …"
She covered her mouth and laughed. "But … I'm jealous of you."
"What are you jealous of me for?" GongYimo sat opposite her with her hands on the stone table. She supported her face with her hands and asked in confusion.
She was beautiful, and her casual movements were pleasing to the eye for no reason.
Yun Jin stared intently at her as she smiled.
"… I'm jealous of your youth and beauty … I'm jealous that you can travel everywhere … I'm jealous … that Yoon likes you!"
When she finished speaking, a trace of resentment flashed through her eyes. It was so fast that no one could see it clearly. By the time she came back to her senses, she continued to speak slowly.
"In the past, Yoon was so obedient. No matter what this consort wanted, no matter how difficult it was, he would give it to this consort. He was wholehearted and only treated this consort well. But … ever since you appeared, Yoon changed. He no longer only cares about this consort. With you in his heart, his heart … became biased."
When GongYimo heard her say all this with a smile, she didn't know why, but she felt her hairs stand on end.
"Since you're so afraid of losing his attention, why do you keep forcing him to get married?"
Yun Jin glared at her. Her smile was like a snake in beautiful skin, enchanting and dangerous.
"Of course … it's because I want those women to force you away. That way … Yoon will be this consort's again!"
What a lunatic!
GongYimo fell silent. Of the thirty thousand women in Dai Yu State's imperial harem, she had never heard of anyone being forced to go crazy. As expected, Yuheng's imperial palace was better at tempering people than Dai Yu State.
She knew that the emperor of Dai Yu State was brilliant. No matter how many people there were in the imperial harem, they couldn't overturn the heavens. However, Yuheng was different. A few years ago, it was even worse. Yun Jin wasn't a strong-willed person to begin with. Now that she had reached this point, she was afraid that her insides were already twisted. No wonder Kim Yoon had been sighing so often these past two years. She knew that this was the problem!
"Then why did you call me here? You want me to leave? "
"No …"
Yun Jin quickly rejected her and looked at her with her beautiful eyes.
"In the past, this consort really wanted someone to chase you away in this consort's place, but now … this consort hopes that you can marry Yoon! That way, you'll be like this consort, a bird in a cage … When the time comes, this consort will marry many women for Yoon so that you can have a taste of how I feel … "
The last word 'I' was filled with resentment.
However, when she said this, her expression was very normal. It was as if she was talking about the weather or something very normal. However, the meaning behind her words was terrifying.
GongYimo knew that Yun Jin was jealous of her freedom. She also resented her for stealing Kim Yoon's attention. After all, Kim Yoon did belong to her alone back then. The more brutal the imperial harem was, the more she missed the carefree time in the cold palace. Naturally … she hated herself even more!
She was … just like those mothers in modern times who had a child love-struck plot. It was just that this plot was forced out of her.
GongYimo decided to provoke her and make her give up on this idea …
She smiled slightly.
"Didn't Kim Yoon tell you?"
"Tell me what?" Yun Jin looked like she was listening attentively as she quietly looked at GongYimo.
"Kim Yoon, he …" GongYimo flashed a dazzling smile.
"Kim Yoon said that he likes me a lot! He even said that as long as I agree, he will only marry me in this lifetime! So if you want to find someone to share my love with, it'll be a little difficult … "
Her words caused Yun Jin's face to twist for a moment. GongYimo stuck out her tongue inwardly and continued to lie!
"Also, he said that his mother had suffered too much in her life, so he can't repeat her mistakes. Therefore, he decided to only marry one person in this lifetime. He even said that he would only marry me. That's why I didn't agree and wanted to play around. He had no choice but to indulge me, so he kept rejecting the marriage. You still don't know about this, right?"
"How dare you!" Yun Jin suddenly slammed the table! "You want to marry Yoon like this? What a fool's dream! "
But her heart was even more twisted, as if there was a fire burning inside!
Why was GongYimo able to meet such a good person like her son, but she could only meet such a disgusting man like Jin Sheng?
"Whether it's a fool's dream or not … don't you have any idea?" GongYimo appeared calm, as if Kim Yoon had said so with certainty!
Yun Jin looked at her gloomily and suddenly shouted, "Shut up!
"Guards!" She ordered. Very quickly, people ran over and stood behind her. Those people were obviously the hidden guards set up by the Emperor of Yuheng to protect her, and they had already been firmly subdued by Yun Jin!
"This person has offended her superiors! Throw her into the lake to wake her up! "Yun Jin said coldly with a venomous expression.
"Yes!"
Someone quickly tried to grab GongYimo, but GongYimo didn't even look at him and said, "If you don't want Kim Yoon to hate you, you can try."
Yun Jin indeed hesitated, but her face was still cold and hard. "What a joke! Yoon is this consort's biological son! He'll hate me? "
GongYimo rubbed her stomach and said with a smile, "If you don't believe me, you can try …"
Her fearless look, coupled with her previous actions, made Yun Jin's expression turn sinister! Her voice changed instantly!
"Could it be that you're pregnant with Yoon's child?!"
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