The woman in the mirror was extremely beautiful, with a face that seemed so tender that water could be squeezed out of it, and lips that were red without makeup. She looked very beautiful even without makeup. But tonight, the Ministry of Rites had set up a banquet for the emperor. Although her young lady was not yet the official empress, she was still the woman appointed by the emperor to accompany him, so how could she not dress up nicely?
Biluo was full of joy, picking and choosing in the makeup box with her hands, picking up a red hairpin and comparing it with Yan Zhaozhao's head, and then putting it down. After a series of actions, she felt that none of the hairpins in it could match her young lady's beauty, so she called softly, "Which hairpin do you want to wear tonight?"
Yan Zhaozhao stared at the slightly blurred self in the bronze mirror with empty eyes, but her thoughts were still stuck on that day, when she and Xie Ciyan were making love on the dragon chair in the Yangxin Palace. To this day, she still clearly remembers that in that moment of bliss, he said that he wanted to have a child with her. At that time, she heard it but did not respond to him, or rather, she did not dare to respond.
Her palm unconsciously touched her lower abdomen, which was flat, as if there was no possibility of bulging.
If Xie Ci Yan knew that she could not give birth to a child for him, would he still treat her like this? Ordinary families still value offspring, let alone the imperial family. If there is no harem and no women as he said, it would really be the end of the royal family, and the only offspring left by the previous emperor are the deposed emperor and Xie Ci Yan, and the rest were eliminated one by one by the empress dowager. The deposed emperor has no children, and if Xie Ci Yan also has no children, Shengguo... will eventually go to extinction.
Let's take a step back. Even if Xie Ci Yan is willing, are the courtiers of Shengguo willing? How should the people in the country deal with themselves? Exile them to other countries? In that case... Xie Ci Yan will only end up with a bad reputation, and even if he is recorded in history books, he will be despised by the people.
She didn't want to, and she didn't want him to bear this infamy.
After Biluo called Yan Zhaozhao a few more times, she slowly came back to her senses from the distant thoughts, raised her eyes, and looked at Biluo beside her with some confusion.
"What are you thinking about, young lady? I called you several times, but you didn't hear me." Seeing Yan Zhaozhao shaking her head, Biluo also tactfully stopped asking questions and just did her own job. "Young lady, look, which hairpin do you want to wear to the banquet tonight?"
She looked up at the unfolded makeup box with little interest, then retracted her gaze, stretched out her hand to open the secret compartment under the dressing table, and inside lay an exquisite black brocade box. Yan Zhaozhao took it out carefully, opened the brocade box, and then handed the acacia hairpin inside to Biluo. "Make it simpler and wear this hairpin."
Biluo nodded. She recognized this hairpin. The young lady used to value it very much, but she didn't wear it often. She just put it in the secret compartment of the dressing table. Sometimes she would take it out and look at it, and then she would smile. Now she thought that this hairpin should be a gift from the new emperor. It has a special meaning to her young lady.
After packing up, it was still early. Biluo was annoyed that she had messed around too early. Just as she was about to apologize to her young lady, she heard her say, "Biluo, go to the Yangxin Palace to find the emperor and tell him that I'm waiting for him in the Phoenix Tower." Hearing
this, Biluo frowned. The Phoenix Tower had long been an abandoned building. Why did the young lady ask the emperor to go there? But she didn't say what she was thinking. She just took the order and turned to leave the palace.
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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...