Chapter 406: The Stunning Flower Demon in the Palace Fighting Novel (19)

When Xiao Yan came over, he saw Su Yu sitting under a tree wiping her tears, crying so pitifully.

Steady and rhythmic footsteps approached slowly, and a shadow fell on her body. Su Yu raised her tearful eyes, and turned her head when she saw the person coming: "Your Majesty, why did you come to see me?"

"It's getting late, let's go back."

Su Yu wiped her tears again and cried, "Why should I go back? Your Majesty despises me, so why should I go back?"

Xiao Yan pursed his lips and said, "I don't dislike you."

"What is that?"

Xiao Yan stopped talking again. He picked the person up and walked out of the apricot forest. He easily suppressed the person's struggle in his arms: "Stop it."

That night, the news that His Majesty had left Changle Palace in anger spread quickly to all the palaces.

Who in Changle Palace angered His Majesty?

Some are curious, some are gloating.

"This is the first time that His Majesty went to Changle Palace and did not stay overnight. It is said that His Majesty looked very bad when he left."

Concubine Shu curled her lips: "Then what?"

The maid described the incident vividly: "I heard that Concubine Su cried until her eyes were swollen, and begged Your Majesty not to leave, but Your Majesty didn't even look at her, and just walked away."

Concubine Shu laughed happily and threw a hairpin to the maid: "This is a reward for you."

Su Yu still didn't know how the incident in Changle Palace had been spread.

If she knew, she would definitely cry out for injustice. Didn't she just shed two tears? When did her eyes become swollen? Didn't she just pretend to pull Xiao Yan's sleeve and say a few words to keep him? When did she beg him?

This night was a sleepless night.

Su Yu was used to being surrounded by dragon energy, so she felt a little uncomfortable when she suddenly felt empty around her.

Xiao Yan sat in the imperial study until the moon reached its zenith.

Fuan yawned quietly and advised: "Your Majesty, it's getting late, your health is more important."

Go to bed quickly, my dear. You young people are in good health and can stay up late, but I, with my old arms and legs, can’t do it anymore.

If Fuan wasn't afraid of losing his head, he would sleep while standing.

Xiao Yan stared at the memorial on the table, unable to read a single word. The flickering candlelight reflected in his eyes for a long time before he spoke: "Fu'an, do you think I am too indulgent towards her?"

"Based on what she did, I can make her lose her head a hundred times."

"But not only is she ungrateful, she also gets angry with me. Which concubine in the harem dares to get angry with me like her?"

"She also asked me to find other women."

"I am the Son of Heaven, I rule the world, so what if she found me? But she shamelessly told me not to set foot in Changle Palace in the future. What a joke! Changle Palace was given to her by me, what right does she have to chase me away?"

Xiao Yan spoke one sentence after another, and it was unclear whether he was talking to Fu'an or to himself.

Fuan: “…”

Suddenly, a eunuch came over from outside the door: "Your Majesty."

Xiao Yan fiercely grasped the edge of the memorial and said in a calm and restrained voice: "But Lady Su wants to see you? Tell her that I will not see you and let her go back."

The eunuch outside the door was stuck for several seconds, and said awkwardly: "Your Majesty, someone came from Concubine Shu's palace and said that the Concubine is not feeling well and would like to invite Your Majesty to come over."

Xiao Yan's expression froze for a second.

Fuan lowered his head and tried hard to hold back his laughter. Oh, why did his throat feel so itchy?

"Ahem... Your Majesty, would you like me to ask Madam Su to come over?"

Xiao Yan's face was gloomy, and he spoke word by word: "No need."

His voice was like frost, and he said to the eunuch outside: "If you feel unwell, go and ask the imperial physician. Can I cure you? From now on, you don't need to report to me about Concubine Shu's affairs."

When Shu Guifei's maid heard this answer, her face turned pale and she left anxiously.

【Task completion rate: 45 percent.】

Su Yu was about to fall asleep when she was suddenly awakened by the reminder sound. She opened her eyes drowsily, glanced at the progress bar, and fell back to sleep.

It's too easy, not difficult at all.

★The next day, after the morning court session, Xiao Yan had not yet changed out of his dragon robe when the young eunuch came over happily to report: "Your Majesty, someone has arrived from Changle Palace."

Xiao Yan paused slightly and walked out quickly.

He suppressed a cold snort and said, "It was only one night, and she couldn't stand it anymore."

Fu'an glanced at Xiao Yan's slightly raised lips, and turned his face away in disbelief. Who could not bear it? Only those who knew it.

When I walked outside the palace, I didn't see Su Yu. There was only a palace maid standing outside holding a pot of flowers.

The curve of Xiao Yan's mouth flattened, and his expression darkened: "Where is the person?"

The young eunuch wiped his sweat and asked, "Isn't the person here?"

Looking at Xiao Yan's cold face, the palace maid was also frightened.

She knelt down and saluted, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, this is the flower that the Queen asked me to bring."

The young eunuch took the flowerpot in his hand and held it in front of Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at the pot of flowers. A gorgeous poppy swayed in the wind. It was much smaller than the one in the Changle Palace courtyard, but it was just the right size for the plant in the pot. Its petals were dense and bright, and its branches and leaves were green, which was particularly pleasing to the eye.

Do you think a flower can appease him?

Xiao Yan sneered, but took the flower pot honestly and asked, "What did she say?"

The emperor, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe and extremely noble, is holding a pot of flowers in his hand that is totally inconsistent with his temperament. The picture is particularly strange.

Thinking of Su Yu's instructions, the maid said in a trembling voice: "The Queen said that this everlasting poppy was given to Your Majesty as a birthday gift. May Your Majesty's empire prosper forever like this flower."

Xiao Yan fiddled with the petals and said sarcastically, "Never wither? Are you lying to me?"

In his entire life, Xiao Yan had never seen a flower that would not wither.

The maid trembled and said, "The queen said that she knew you would not believe it, but this flower will not wither. If you want to know why, go to Changle Palace tonight and ask her in person."

The implication is that if you are given a way out, take it quickly and don't be shameless.

Xiao Yan sneered: "If she wants me to go, I must go?"

That afternoon, the news that His Majesty was heading to Changle Palace spread throughout the harem again, and no one knew how many handkerchiefs were torn into pieces in the palaces.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

There was a festive atmosphere in Changle Palace; His Majesty and His Majesty had reconciled.

In the familiar hot spring pool, the black hair floated slightly with the waves, and the flower petals were wet with water, hanging on the collarbone, about to fall off.

Su Yu said in a proud tone, "Your Majesty, aren't you coming?"

Xiao Yan pursed his lips and silently held the person tighter in his arms.

Su Yu pecked his lips lightly as if begging for mercy.

"Your Majesty, would you like to know why I said that the flower would not wither?"

Su Yu squinted her eyes. The magic power in her body made her drowsy, and her voice was lazy and seductive.

Xiao Yan panted softly and hummed.

Yes, he came just for the pot of flowers, it had nothing to do with Su Yu.

Su Yu laughed triumphantly, "I knew your majesty would come."

The reason why the flower didn’t wither was, of course, because it was created by her magic power.

As long as Xiao Yan kept the pot of flowers next to him, the flower would automatically absorb dragon energy to maintain its state.

As long as the emperor's luck remains, the flowers will not wither.

But the reality is definitely not like that. Su Yu leaned close to Xiao Yan's ear and said, "Your Majesty is so stupid. I lied to you. How can a flower not wither?"

Xiao Yan had guessed it long ago, and he was not angry. He just silently pressed the girl into his arms and listened to her tender voice begging for mercy.

"Your Majesty, do you think the flowers are beautiful?"

"nice."

"Compared to that patch of apricot blossoms, which one looks better?"

"You gave a beautiful gift."

Su Yu was happy then and asked him to promise: "Your Majesty, don't praise other flowers in the future."

"Um."

【Task completion, 50 percent.】