Since entering the Yaochi Palace, the emperor's eyes have been on Xie Ci Yan. When he saw that his eyes were on Yan Zhao Zhao from beginning to end, he suddenly smiled comfortably.
It was like a hunter who found the fatal weakness of the prey. As long as he held the bait tightly in his hand, he was not afraid that the prey would not take the bait.
He laughed heartily a few times, "What's wrong with my brother? Don't you recognize this person?" He deliberately took Yan Zhao Zhao into his arms, and then smiled at him, "This is the daughter of the Yan family who you asked me to take out of the cold palace before you went to the war. Now I have kept my promise. Not only did I take her out, but I also named her Concubine Yan."
Xie Ci Yan should have said congratulations to the emperor, but the appearance of Yan Zhao Zhao in his arms was really dazzling. He used all his rationality not to impulsively step forward to pull Yan Zhao Zhao away. He really couldn't say a word of congratulations.
Seeing him like this, the emperor was extremely happy and had no time to care whether he was respectful in etiquette.
As if he wanted to see Xie Ci Yan in such a state of discomfort, he turned his head and said to Yan Zhao Zhao: "My beloved, add more wine for me."
The moment the emperor touched her, Yan Zhao Zhao's skin trembled suddenly, as if she was entangled by a cold-blooded poisonous snake, and she felt a wave of chills. That was the true reaction of someone who hated her very much. She tried her best to endure the nausea in her chest, so that others would not notice anything strange. With slightly trembling hands, she picked up a glass bottle and added some wine for him.
She kept lowering her head, not even daring to look at Xie Ci Yan, for fear that the emperor would see the flaws of the two. What's worse, she felt that she had no face to see him now.
Seeing Yan Zhao Zhao so obedient, the emperor felt that he had already grasped the life gates of the two, and he was even more unscrupulous and silently provoked Xie Ci Yan. He raised the wine that Yan Zhaozhao had added to his glass and thanked Ci Yan, "It is a great joy that my brother has returned triumphantly this time! Come, I'll toast you a glass."
Xie Ci Yan's expression was cold, and there was no smile in his eyes. Even the joy of returning triumphantly seemed not worth a smile in his eyes. "Thank you, my brother."
Seeing that he was unhappy, the emperor felt more relieved, and his body seemed to want to get closer to Yan Zhaozhao on purpose. Just when his chest was about to touch the woman's back, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his head. The emperor froze and sat up straight. The strange thing was that as long as he stayed a little further away from Yan Zhaozhao, the stinging pain disappeared.
The emperor didn't care, thinking that it was just because the wine was strong today and he was a little drunk.
Seeing Xie Ci Yan's face getting uglier and uglier, he didn't even eat a bite of food. He looked at Yan Zhaozhao intentionally or unintentionally, as if he wanted her to give him a little attention, but the woman beside him was like a puppet at the mercy of others. She kept lowering her head and biting her lips, and her embarrassment could not be concealed between her eyebrows.
The emperor snorted and laughed, "Where is the eunuch who presented the green card?"
It was time for the emperor to turn over the cards. The eunuchs had been waiting outside the Yaochi Palace early in the morning, waiting to be summoned. Hearing the emperor's summons, the eunuchs did not dare to delay. They bowed and walked into the palace with a wooden tray held high. "I greet the emperor. Which master's card does the emperor want to turn over today?" The eunuch asked as usual. In the past few days, the emperor has summoned Concubine Chun to sleep with him every day. I think there will be no changes today.
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Zui Gu🔞 ( mtl)
Historical Fictionauthor (Wine and Evening Music) not mine I kinda like this story already 😃 With the enemy at the gates, the king of a country, sitting on the dragon chair, still turned a deaf ear to the outside world, holding the beauty in his arms and enjoying hi...