Zui Gu🔞 ( mtl)

3.shake

　　 Yan Zhaozhao, with a desperate determination, hugged Xie Ciyan's neck and kissed his lips.

　　But Xie Ciyan gradually took over the initiative, tightened his arms, and lingered with her in a trance. After a while, he let go of Yan Zhaozhao, and his eyes were no longer as calm as at the beginning. Lust was dyed in his eyes, and his breathing was disordered.

　　When she stepped into this Jinyuan, Yan Zhaozhao was actually unsure in her heart. Only those who are in desperate situations will want to desperately grab the light of hope. She and the regent Xie Ciyan had only met a few times. She lived in the deep palace for a long time and did not want to participate in the struggle of the concubines in the harem for the emperor's jealousy, so she imprisoned herself in this Fengyi Palace and did not go out unless necessary.

　　Every time she saw Xie Ciyan, it was at the palace banquet. She sat on the right side of the emperor, and he sat on the left side of the emperor, only one table away from her. Out of etiquette, they would both pick up a glass of sake on the table and greet each other, and there was no intersection. But Yan Zhaozhao suddenly remembered that Xie Ci Yan's eyes would fall on her inadvertently, and stay on her longer and longer each time. Maybe he didn't notice it, but she had been stared at like this since she was a child, and she knew it by heart.

　　So, she was betting.

　　She was betting that when Xie Ci Yan looked at her, there was a different feeling, even if it was just superficial concern.

　　And now, it seems that she won the bet.

　　Yan Zhaozhao was thinking so, but Xie Ci Yan suddenly straightened her slightly messy clothes, and his eyes regained clarity, without even a trace of lust, as if the beauty just now was just an illusion.

　　Xie Ciyan took a step back, and calmly broke free of her hand that was clenched on his robe, and said in a clear voice, "It's late at night and the dew is heavy, your majesty, please go back early." At this moment, he was like a nobleman who went to a brothel to have fun. He could pull a beautiful girl passing by into his arms and kiss her at any time, but after tasting her, he found her tasteless and abandoned her. A feeling

　　of humiliation rose from the bottom of his heart, and he clenched his hands into fists, laughing in anger, "What does the regent mean?"

　　Xie Ciyan's cold voice came, but it sounded colder than the cold wind in the night, "It's my fault for offending your majesty." Although he said words of apology, he didn't show any guilt, "But my majesty, I am not sure that I can intervene in your matter, how dare I continue to ask for it."

　　Yan Zhaozhao bit her lower lip tightly.

　　Lie. Xie Ci Yan is the regent of the current dynasty, with tremendous power. How could there be anything he cannot intervene in? This is clearly an excuse to evade her.

　　"Besides, the queen is still the emperor's wife, and it is inconvenient for me to intervene because of my status." His voice was a little deep, but there was no emotion in it, as if going back on his word was just a trivial matter for him.

　　This was said obscurely, but when it fell into Yan Zhaozhao's ears, she heard it clearly. Xie Ci Yan was telling her that she was the emperor's woman now, not his, and he had no obligation to compete with the emperor for her. She was in the deep palace, and she had no qualifications to negotiate with him on an equal footing. The only thing she had was this skin and this body. But for

　　the regent who had never been close to women, Yan Zhaozhao's skin could only confuse him for a while, and it would not accomplish anything in the end.