CHAPTER 78: PALACE INTRIGUES

Overcome by desire, Concubine Keshun melted like wet clay against him, no trace of the dignified royal concubine of Beirong remaining.

Seeing the woman in front of him, a certain desires stirred within Keshun Sanfeng.

He lifted Concubine Keshun horizontally in his arms and walked toward the large bed in the inner chamber. "After the fifteenth, we’ll leave."

Concubine Keshun’s face broke into a small smile and she keep clinging tightly to the man that was holding her.

The fifteenth was still some time away and in the meantime, there were many things they could do.

The candlelight flickered and the red silk curtains warmed the room.

Keshun Sanfeng pressed forward impatiently.

The emperor’s favored concubine was not someone just anyone could lie with and he had sacrificed far too much for this woman.

Thinking of this, the movements beneath him quickened slightly.

Concubine Keshun’s high pitched cries were quickly muffled by his hand. "Walls have ears. We have time for later."

Rong Qinglei sat at the window while clutching the jade pendant in his hand lost in thought.

Dawn had begun to lighten the sky, yet he had spent the entire night sitting there motionless.

The first watch of soldiers noticed something unusual in the courtyard.

Soon, the captain in charge of security knelt down at Rong Qinglei’s feet and said, "Your Highness, this subordinate has failed. Please punish me as you see fit."

The noise in the courtyard woke up Rong Qinglei from his reverie.

He waved his hand and signaling the captain to step back.

The two people gathered in this small courtyard last night were both masters of the martial world.

These palace guards could not have stopped them and they only become their cannon fodder if they stay here.

It’s only that Ger... Rong Qinglei held the jade pendant tighter.

It had warmed slightly after being in his hand all night.

He refused to believe that such a fairy like person could be connected to the infamous assassin organization.

After the captain withdrew, Rong Qinglei lightly clapped his hands twice.

A man in fitted clothing floated down from the beams and knelt before him. "Your Highness, this subordinate failed. Last night, I frightened you, lost four men, and still could not stop that thief."

Rong Qinglei said nothing, he only tapping the table lightly.

Silence immediately filled the room.

After a long moment, he spoke calmly: "Do you know of an organization in the martial world called Black River Society?"

The bodyguard seemed surprised that Rong Qinglei would bring up such a question.

After a brief pause, he answered respectfully, "This subordinate is ignorant. I have no knowledge of Black River Society."

"Then find those who do know. Within three days, I want all the information on Black River Society, especially regarding whether there is a Ger healer among them."

The answer was as expected, but Rong Qinglei felt some dissatisfaction.

He could not wait any longer.

Although he held the full financial power of Beirong, his broken body prevented him from acting freely.

He had thought he could live out his remaining days quietly, yet he had been dragged into the royal family’s struggles because of the power in his hands.

Thankfully, fate had letting him meet that Ger.

He did not want to let him go, even if it meant opposing the purple clothes man from last night.

After all, that man was already his enemy.

The bodyguard thought for a moment, then asked respectfully, "Your Highness means to contact the Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall?"

"The Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall?" Rong Qinglei raised an eyebrow. "What kind of organization is that?"

"Your Highness, the Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall is the world’s top intelligence exchange. There is hardly anything in the world they do not know. It is said that the Hall’s master can read minds. No one can hide their secrets in front of him," the bodyguard replied respectfully. "Because of this, the Ten Thousand Wisdom Hall charges an absurd price. Ordinary people can hardly enter its halls."

Rong Qinglei lightly pressed a hand to his forehead.

He had thought that the Xuansu Hall that was built with Beirong’s immense wealth though not famous could at least protect itself.

However, now he realized, there is always a mountain higher than the one you climb.

The Xuansu Hall he once took pride in probably meant nothing in comparison.

Rong Qinglei waved his hand tiredly.

At that moment, he suddenly wanted to throw away everything in his hands. "Go. I want to see all information about Black River Society in three days."

The hidden guard retreated respectfully.

Just then, a maid lightly knocked on the door from outside. "Your Highness, may we serve breakfast now?"

"Leave. I am not attending to work today."

Rong Qinglei stood up and at once his head spun a little.

He had hated more than once the fact that he was born with such a broken and weak body.

He hated even more that he was born into the royal family with not even a single bit of freedom.

Clutching the jade pendant in his hand tightly, he threw himself heavily onto the bed.

A deep wave of sleepiness washed over him and soon he fell into a deep sleep.

At dawn, Keshun Sanfeng woke from sleep.

Looking at the woman lying beside him, a complicated emotion flashed through his eyes.

This woman was in name is his sister but in his bed is his lover.

As his fingers brushed the rough calluses in his own palm, another woman entered his mind, a woman whose memory he did not dare to touch.

A woman he had personally harmed.

If not for him, she would not have died and he himself would not have become what he was now.

Thinking of that woman’s face, Keshun Sanfeng felt something inside him stir uncontrollably again.

He grabbed Concubine Keshun and turned her over, starting another round of passion.

After it ended, Keshun Sanfeng stood up to fix his clothes.