What does it feel like to suddenly transmigrate into a female-emperor world as a princess? Initially, I thought I'd be a second-generation rich and powerful, living a life of ease and luxury, e...
Meng Jiujiu left without looking back. Her home represented only her family, carrying no warm or affectionate meaning.
From then on, Meng Jiujiu officially entered the officialdom of Lanjing.
Two years have passed.
Everyone says that the third-place scholar is not what he used to be. So what if he is third? He still surpasses the top scholar.
People are truly different; some are born to navigate the officialdom and stir up trouble.
Meng Jiujiu spent two years dodging countless open and covert attacks, eventually rising to the highest position in the court.
She had completed the task her father had given her, but she never returned to the Meng family again.
But no one noticed, including her parents; all they cared about was the benefits she brought them.
All they needed to know was that she achieved what they wanted in the shortest amount of time, but they didn't care how much suffering she endured that most people never experience during that time.
Today is the day she will bring them to Beijing.
As for the reason for going to Beijing, she didn't know; her father never told her what decisions he made.
She was always just the one being ordered around and notified, even though she now has a voice.
After receiving the person, Meng Jiujiu simply arranged for them to stay at a house under her name and then left them to their own devices.
As for what they think, she doesn't care anymore.
Tonight, she will also be attending a palace banquet.
As dusk settles, the dance floor comes alive, music begins, and everyone takes their seats.
High above was a young emperor, dressed in a yellow robe, exuding a cold and domineering aura.
"My lords, there is no need for formalities today. Today is the Lantern Festival, and we are all one family, so please relax."
"promise."
Even though the ministers agreed, they still adhered to their duties as subjects and dared not overstep their bounds.
Music was played, and everyone began to dance.
A group of women dressed in light gauze walked onto the stage, their graceful steps and every gesture exuding charm.
Meng Jiujiu's gaze followed the dancers, seemingly admiring them.
For some reason, the emperor's gaze fell upon her. "Minister Meng, is there someone you like?"
As soon as the Emperor spoke, everyone's eyes were immediately drawn to Meng Jiujiu.
Meng Jiujiu smiled slightly: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty, but although these women are beautiful, I am not fortunate enough to enjoy them."
"Oh?" The emperor raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Speaking of which, Minister Meng seems to be of marriageable age, so why haven't we heard of any female confidantes among you?"
Meng Jiujiu's heart sank. What did His Majesty mean by this?
"Your Majesty, please forgive my ignorance. I have always been thinking about serving the country and have not been interested in matters of love and sex."
But the emperor had no intention of letting her off the hook. “Since that is the case, it is my fault. How about this, the lead dancer position will be given to Minister Meng. We can’t let you keep neglecting your family affairs because of state affairs, haha.”
The others simply assumed that Lord Meng was deeply favored, that the beauty was a gift from the emperor himself, and that many people would beg for such a thing.
Meng Jiujiu couldn't refuse, and if she kept refusing, it would only arouse suspicion, so she had no choice but to accept the person first and make plans when she got back.
We need to find a way to solve this once and for all, so that others won't keep trying to take advantage of her.
"Then thank you very much, Your Majesty."
Instead, the young emperor stared at her thoughtfully.
"Since that's the case, why don't you go and serve Lord Meng?" the emperor said, pointing at the dancer.
"promise."
The dancer swayed her body and walked to Meng Jiujiu's side. "My lord, let me serve you."
As he spoke, he picked up the wine pot and poured wine for Meng Jiujiu.
The adults around her were still envying Meng Jiujiu's good fortune with women, but Meng Jiujiu was deep in thought. It seemed that the emperor tonight was intentionally targeting her. Was it just her imagination?
still……
What did he discover?
But she didn't reveal any flaws, did she?
Besides, he was not interested in women.
However, this is not enough to arouse suspicion from others and cannot be considered evidence.
Meng Jiujiu was still lost in her thoughts, but suddenly...
Ouch!
Meng Jiujiu first smelled a woman's unique perfume scent, and then felt a woman rush into her arms.
Meng Jiujiu's expression suddenly changed, but of course, that alone was not enough to make her change her expression.
But this woman actually touched her chest.
Everyone looked in this direction.
The woman in his arms still showed no sign of getting up.
Meng Jiujiu frowned and pushed the person off her. "Young lady, please be careful."
But even after falling to the ground, the dancer did not react, as if she was frightened by something. After a long while, she murmured, "Lord Meng, is it a woman?"
"What?" someone exclaimed immediately.
They were just thinking that Lord Meng seemed to lack any gentlemanly manners, but if that's the case...
Many people heard this, and no one could believe it. They had actually been overpowered by a woman and couldn't turn the tables.
Could there be such a woman? Instead of staying home to be a wife and mother, she actually dared to rebel and run off to become an official in the imperial court?
Meng Jiujiu became increasingly calm at this point, looking into the emperor's eyes. It seemed that the other party was not just doubting, but had already confirmed it.
Because she was certain that she had been wearing a breast binder, the dancer couldn't possibly feel anything, unless...
She said that on purpose!
The emperor also lowered his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression.
"Guards, take Lord Meng down for a medical examination."
Meng Jiujiu was naturally not going to remain unmoved: "Your Majesty, I am still an official of the court. A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Just because of this woman's words, you want to insult me like this?"
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