Zui Gu🔞 ( mtl)

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　　The news from the previous dynasty was well blocked by Xie Ciyan and his trusted guards. Yan Zhiman, who was deep in the harem at this time, did not feel that the outside world had changed. She only felt that something was wrong, but she had no way to verify it.

　　Last night, the emperor should have come to her bedroom to have dinner with her, but she looked around and still did not wait for the emperor. She asked the palace maid to invite him, but was sent back by the eunuchs, saying that the emperor was hosting a banquet to entertain the regent who returned triumphantly and would not come tonight.

　　Yan Zhiman felt even more strange. The emperor would never do this. He clearly felt like being bitten by ants and itchy all over his body when he left her. Her figure would constantly appear in his mind. The emperor could not help but come to have sex with her. But tonight, the emperor was out of character. She wanted to invite him in person and see what went wrong, but the guards guarding the door told her that the harem had been locked and could not be left.

　　There were obviously strange things everywhere outside, but she couldn't even take a step out of Guanju Palace, and she was really anxious. Until the next morning, the emperor still didn't show up, and she couldn't leave the palace again.

　　Just when Yan Zhiman was anxiously thinking about it, a guard outside the palace suddenly asked to see her, saying that the emperor wanted her to go to Xuanji Palace. She frowned immediately. Although she had been in the palace for a short time, she knew that Xuanji Palace was remote and desolate. No one would go there on weekdays. Why would the emperor summon her there now?

　　Before she could think about it, the guard outside the palace urged her.

　　"Where is the sedan?" When she stepped out of the palace gate, she saw that the corridor was deserted, and there was not even a sedan ready for travel. Yan Zhiman was immediately furious, "You lowly servant, I am Concubine Chun, and I should have a sedan when I travel. Now you are so neglectful to me, do you want me to ask the emperor to punish you for disrespect?!"

　　The guard was not afraid at all. He looked at her with his eyes, and then retracted his gaze, but there was a little more sarcasm in his eyes. "Replying to Concubine Chun, the emperor said that there is a shortage of sedans in the palace, and there are no sedans available. Please follow me to Xuanji Palace."

　　"How dare you!" Yan Zhiman was even more angry, and her face was completely without the gentle look before, "How dare you falsely convey the emperor's will! I am the emperor's most beloved concubine, how could he bear to let me go to that remote place!"

　　The guard turned a deaf ear to her words, as if it were a joke. "If Concubine Chun feels that my subordinates are falsely conveying the emperor's will, you can come with me to Xuanji Palace and ask the emperor for clarification."

　　Seeing the guards' extremely tough attitude, Yan Zhiman suddenly felt a little insecure. In addition, the emperor did not come to Guanju Palace all day last night, which made people think too much. In this situation now, even if she is unwilling, she has to bite her teeth and obey the emperor's will and show weakness first. Even if the emperor really finds out something, she pretends to be weak and sheds a few tears. She thinks that no matter how big the problem is, she can turn the danger into safety.

　　She touched her chest calmly, and a smug smile appeared on her lips unconsciously. As long as this little thing is still there, she will never fall out of favor!

　　Xuanji Palace is remote and difficult to walk. Yan Zhiman has been spoiled since she was a child, but she can't stand it after walking a few steps. She wanted to take the palace maids with her so that they could help her, but the guards would not even let the maids go with her, and forced her to walk alone on the palace road in a very embarrassing way. It was a scorching sun, and anyone who stood under it for a moment would sweat profusely. Moreover, Yan Zhiman had been walking under the scorching sun for nearly half an hour, and her feet were already sore, her hair was already messy, and her face had long lost its former gentleness and refinement, and was only in a state of embarrassment.