Chapter 1989 The Master of the Harem

Finally, even the fake smile on Changsun Qingzhao's face disappeared.

He looked expressionlessly at the emperor and the petrified girl in his arms, and after a moment he said indifferently,

"Your Majesty, please stop joking. For a woman of unknown identity and carrying a sword to suddenly appear in the palace in the middle of the night is already a serious crime. If you add the charge of deceiving the emperor, then it is truly unforgivable."

"Who dares to offend my queen?"

Chang Sun Chi smiled nonchalantly, but his voice was extremely cold.

Across the night lights, he and Changsun Qingzhao stared at each other, with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were filled with bone-chilling coldness and murderous intent.

"Is the Prince Regent going to disobey the order?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present knelt down immediately, except for Changsun Qingzhao who was still standing upright.

He turned to look at Xia Fuyi.

The girl leaned stiffly in Changsun Chi's arms, seeming a little confused about what had happened, but it did not hinder her obedient actions.

The two figures were shrouded in moonlight and lights, looking beautiful, but also... dazzling.

Chang Sun Qingzhao slowly withdrew his gaze, then slowly leaned forward and said solemnly,

"I dare not."

Chang Sun Chi glanced at him indifferently, pulled Xia Fuyi and walked out of the Amber Palace.

He walked past the kneeling crowd, and a corner of his crimson cloak embroidered with flying dragons brushed past the lowered eyes of a palace maid, making her unable to help but reach out and grab a handful of it like a madman, but she only held a handful of cold wind.

So, he is the emperor?

The taciturn man who drank silently and listened to her tell many stories on so many nights turned out to be the master of this dynasty.

The young general who once sealed the frontier with a single sword on the battlefield, the elegant young man who once played the piano and laughed loudly on the Jindai River, intoxicating countless girls in pleasure boats and daughters of wealthy families in the capital city, and the decadent and dangerous man who drank under the moon in the dead of night palace, turned out to be the same person.

The palace ladies kneeling around her all stood up, but she was the only one who stood there in a daze in the cool night breeze, unable to move.

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Xia Fuyi didn't know how she walked, but when she came to her senses, she had already arrived at the gate of Zichen Palace.

As the emperor's residence, the Purple Palace was located in the best and highest position in the entire palace. There was a staircase in front of the palace gate, neither too long nor too short. Chang Sun Chi stood at the bottom of the staircase, holding Xia Fuyi's hand, and looked at the palace for a moment. Then he said softly,

"Light up."

Xia Fuyi didn't know who he was talking to.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, candles around him suddenly began to flicker and burn.

Behind the candlesticks on both sides of the stairs, someone moved and lit the lights on each step.

Changsun Chi held Xia Fuyi's hand tightly and walked up slowly.

The lights gradually lit up as they walked, extending into the dark Zichen Hall.

After many years, countless lights were lit up again in Zichen Palace for the first time.

The back of Xia Fuyi's hand was hidden in the emperor's wide sleeves, and her other hand was still holding Long Yuan, as she walked up the stairs step by step with him side by side.

Finally arrived at the gate of Zichen Palace.

The sound of lighting the lights just now probably referred not only to the stairs, but also to the lights in the Zichen Hall. The light shining through the room was unprecedentedly brilliant.

The next moment, Changsun Chi pushed open the door of the palace with one hand, and the furnishings that had always been immersed in darkness were finally exposed to the light, revealing their inherent luxury and nobility.

Changsun Chi pulled Xia Fuyi in.

Then the palace door was closed behind them, and Qingze and Liantang, wearing brocade clothes and swords at their waists, stood in front of the palace door.

Looking down from this brightly lit palace, the entire imperial palace is within sight.

The lights that were lit along the way soon burned and transmitted the information to the entire royal city.

The emperor, who had been ill for a long time, finally appeared at the state banquet and announced a major event - the harem that had been vacant for a long time was about to welcome its first owner.