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Chapter 77 Lin Xingyao's Secret?

Lin Xingyao walked under the palace corridor. The autumn wind was bleak, carrying a chill that was penetrating. She couldn't help but shiver, feeling cold both in body and mind.

The unbearable memories of the past resurfaced in her mind like a nightmare. Wei Qiming, that devil, had taken her virginity and made her pregnant with his bastard child.

The doctor said she was weak and that if she miscarried this time, it would be difficult for her to conceive again in the future.

Forced into a corner, she chose to marry Gu Cheng'an.

Wei Qiming knew her secret and had her weakness exploited; she was powerless to do anything about it.

She thought marrying Gu Cheng'an would free her from him, but that scumbag has set his sights on Chu Ruohan.

Although the two women are sisters-in-law and live in the same mansion, they have no personal relationship. How can she trick Chu Ruohan into coming out?

That secret must never be revealed to anyone.

Her hand unconsciously touched her slightly protruding belly, her heart filled with bitterness, and her steps became heavier and heavier...

Lin Xingyao recalled the scene from not long ago with lingering fear. Suppressing her disgust and anger, she questioned, "This is the palace, how dare you lay a hand on me?"

Wei Qiming laughed arrogantly, "Hmph! So what if we get caught? Just say she seduced me. Gu Junze is a cripple anyway, whether he can make a woman happy is another matter."

"If you can bring the person out, I will keep that secret to myself forever."

She was threatened, and she had no choice.

Lin Xingyao's breathing was rapid and heavy, and her hands gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her knuckles turning white.

The temptation was too great for her!

“Greetings, Princess,” a young palace maid bowed to her.

Lin Xingyao turned her head and slowly looked at her, her voice weak, "This princess's stomach is not feeling well."

The young palace maid's expression tightened, and she hurriedly stepped forward to support Lin Xingyao, saying with concern, "Princess, this servant will go and call the imperial physician right away."

"No need," Lin Xingyao quickly reached out and grabbed the maid's sleeve, stopping her. "I'll rest for a while."

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, a time of celebration for the entire palace. Don't let me spoil the Empress Dowager and the Emperor's enjoyment. Go and secretly call the wife of the Heir Apparent of the Marquis of Anyang over. She is my sister-in-law. Let her take care of me. There's no need to make a fuss and disturb others."

Although the young palace maid hesitated, seeing Lin Xingyao's insistence, she dared not say anything more and could only reply "Yes" before hurriedly retreating.

Lin Xingyao watched the departing palace maid's figure, her eyes gradually becoming vacant...

The young palace maid quietly entered Huaqing Palace. She went straight to Chu Ruohan's side, not daring to raise her head, and carefully told Lin Xingyao about the situation in a very low voice.

Chu Ruohan subconsciously exchanged a glance with Gu Junze beside her. Why did Lin Xingyao want to find her?

Without much thought, she said without hesitation, "I'll go take a look first."

As Chu Ruohan stepped out of the Huaqing Palace, the cold wind outside rushed towards her, blowing the hem of her clothes.

However, she had only taken two steps when a rough, strong hand tightly covered her mouth, preventing her from uttering a cry of surprise.

Chu Ruohan struggled desperately, kicking her legs wildly, trying to break free from this sudden restraint, but the man was extremely strong, and her resistance seemed futile.

Soon, she was dragged to a secluded house. The house was filled with an old and decaying smell, and the light was dim. Only a few rays of moonlight shone through the cracks in the window, illuminating the dilapidated furnishings around her.

How could there be such a dilapidated place in the palace...

Chu Ruohan's heart raced; she knew she was in an extremely dangerous situation.

Suddenly, she seized the opportunity and bit the man's arm with all her might.

"Ah!" The man cried out in pain, and then slapped Chu Ruohan hard across the face. Chu Ruohan's cheek immediately became red and swollen, and blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

"You little bitch, how dare you bite me!" the man cursed.

Chu Ruohan then recognized Wei Qiming, and her heart became even more flustered.

But she still tried to remain calm and said loudly, "This is in the palace! Forcing another man's wife and defiling the palace is a serious crime. Do you really think the Empress can protect you?"

Her voice trembled slightly, yet it was filled with anger and warning.

Wei Qiming smiled disdainfully, a smile that looked particularly sinister in the dim light: "Little beauty, you can't escape today."

As he spoke, he pounced on Chu Ruohan like a hungry wolf, tearing at her clothes with both hands.

Chu Ruohan felt a wave of despair wash over her. In a daze, she seemed to return to that nightmarish scene from her previous life, where she was mercilessly tormented by Wei Qiming.

Her eyes were empty and filled with hatred, but suddenly, as if she had made up her mind, she stopped struggling.

Seeing that she did not resist, Wei Qiming assumed that she had given in to him, and became even more excited, and his actions became increasingly rough.

Just as Wei Qiming lowered his guard, Chu Ruohan quietly reached into her hair and tightly grasped the hairpin.

Her eyes instantly turned fierce, and with all her might, she stabbed the hairpin hard into the back of Wei Qiming's neck.

Wei Qiming's eyes widened, his face filled with astonishment. He seemed unable to believe that Chu Ruohan would resist in such a way.

His hands futilely pressed against the wound, and blood gushed out from between his fingers...

Meanwhile, Lin Xingyao timed it perfectly, pretending nothing had happened, and returned to the banquet.

She deliberately walked past Gu Junze.

Gu Junze frowned slightly. Wasn't she feeling unwell?

After a while, Chu Ruohan still hadn't returned.

Gu Junze's doubts grew stronger. He turned his wheelchair closer to Lin Xingyao and fixed his gaze on her.

His eyes were filled with doubt and worry, and his voice unconsciously turned cold: "Why hasn't Han'er come back?"

Lin Xingyao's heart skipped a beat; his gaze was so sharp, it seemed to pierce straight into her soul.

Lin Xingyao, however, still tried her best to maintain a calm and composed expression. She lowered her eyes slightly to avoid Gu Junze's gaze.

"Did your sister-in-law go out too?" She tried to sound innocent and calm. "I just felt stuffy and went out for some fresh air. I haven't seen your sister-in-law."

"The palace is so big, perhaps my sister-in-law has gotten lost. Brother, please send someone to look for her."

Gu Junze frowned, his hands unconsciously clenching in his sleeves.

It was that palace maid who deliberately sent Chu Ruohan away.

His gaze swept back and forth across Lin Xingyao's face, trying to find clues from her subtle expressions.

He tilted his head slightly and winked at the attendant behind him. The attendant understood and pushed Gu Junze away to gather people to search for him.

Lin Xingyao watched Gu Junze's departing figure, her eyes filled with complex emotions, and she clenched the handkerchief in her hand.

She still softened her heart, hoping that Gu Junze could rescue the person in time...