Chapter 76 Embracing the Dragon Throne
The wind howled high on the platform.
Holding Tang Li, Pei Yunjing slowly turned around under the watchful eyes of the crowd and walked back from the edge of the observation deck.
His steps were steady, each one resonating with the heartbeats of the crowd.
As he passed the phoenix throne, a symbol of the Empress Dowager's majesty, he didn't even spare a glance.
It was as if the woman lying on it wasn't the most honored woman of the Great Sheng Dynasty, but a pile of disgusting garbage.
Finally, he stopped at the very center of the highest point.
There were two chairs placed side by side there.
One of them is a dragon throne made of pure gold and carved with nine golden dragons, which belongs to the emperor.
The other was a large, heavy rosewood chair covered with black tiger fur, which belonged to the regent.
At this moment, the young emperor Zhao Yuan was huddled in the dragon throne, his face ashen. He was trembling with fear as he watched his uncle, who exuded a menacing aura, approach. He gripped the armrests tightly, terrified that Pei Yunjing would kick him off the platform at any moment.
"Royal...Royal Uncle..."
Zhao Yuan's voice was choked with sobs. He subconsciously shrank into the corner of the dragon throne, giving up most of the space, looking humble and pitiful.
Pei Yunjing glanced down at him, his eyes filled with indifference.
He had no interest in that cold, hard dragon throne.
"Sit still."
Pei Yunjing whispered something to the person in his arms.
Then, under the horrified gazes of the entire court—
He neither put the pear down nor had her stand aside to serve him.
He actually held her like that, turned around with a flourish, and plopped down on the regent's throne covered with a black tiger skin!
That's not all.
After sitting down, he adjusted his posture very naturally, letting Tang Li sit sideways on his lap, with one hand around her waist and the other casually resting on the armrest.
The officials below felt a buzzing in their heads, their worldviews shattered.
This is outrageous!
This is the imperial court! The emperor is right here!
The regent actually sat on the throne in the court with his wife in his arms right in front of the emperor?
This is simply... simply utterly humiliating!
But looking at the scene of black robes and red skirts intertwined, and at the two people embracing on the tiger-skin chair…
Everyone had to admit that his aura was even more like that of the ruler of the world than that of the little emperor who was huddled up next to him!
"Your Highness..."
Tang Li sat on Pei Yunjing's lap, feeling as if needles were pricking her bottom.
Although she enjoys using someone else's power to intimidate others, this... this is just too exciting!
Sitting on the emperor's lap in front of him?
If this were recorded in history books, she would definitely be considered a "femme fatale who brought ruin to the country"!
"Don't move."
Pei Yunjing's large hand tightened around her waist, his warm breath brushing against her ear, carrying an undeniable command:
"The chair is too hard and cold. Sit on my lap instead."
Tang Li: "..."
Okay, you're the boss, you make the decisions.
After comforting the little woman in his arms, Pei Yunjing finally raised his head.
Those eyes, which had originally held a hint of tenderness, instantly turned into eternal ice the moment they looked down at the crowd below the stage.
At this moment, the Imperial Garden was deathly silent, with only the occasional cawing of crows in the distance.
Pei Yunjing surveyed the entire room. Wherever his gaze fell, whether they were high-ranking officials or imperial relatives, they all lowered their heads, trembling, and dared not meet his eyes.
"I do not want to see what happened today a second time."
Pei Yunjing's voice was not loud, but it carried a soul-piercing sense of oppression, echoing throughout the Imperial Garden.
He lowered his head and gently tidied Tang Li's slightly disheveled sideburns, his movements as tender as if he were stroking a frightened cat.
But the words that came out of his mouth were more terrifying than a demon's curse:
"Everyone has seen it clearly."
"My queen comes from the countryside, is unsophisticated, and is very timid."
"She can't stand being frightened or upset."
Tang Li nestled in his arms, her lips twitching wildly as she listened to his assessment, which practically screamed "I'm talking nonsense."
Are you timid?
She almost made the Empress Dowager die of anger just now!
But Pei Yunjing clearly didn't think so.
In his logic, only he could bully her; no one else could.
"From now on, whether in the palace or outside the palace."
Pei Yunjing raised his eyelids, and in his bloodshot crimson eyes, a violent aura surged like a tsunami, crashing directly into everyone present:
"If anyone dares to cause her the slightest grievance, or dares to frighten her in the slightest..."
He slammed his hand on the armrest.
"Crack!"
The sturdy rosewood handrail was instantly covered with cracks.
"I will make this Golden Palace awash in blood."
"Use the heads of your entire clan to soothe her nerves."
At that moment, no one doubted that he was joking.
Looking at the old woman lying in a pool of blood, looking at the disfigured and unconscious Empress Dowager, looking at the Emperor trembling on the dragon throne...
"Your subjects... will humbly obey the Regent's instructions!"
"Long live the Princess Consort!"
It's unclear who started it, but in the Imperial Garden, a dark mass of people knelt down.
Everyone turned in that direction, towards the woman held in the Regent's arms, and lowered their noble heads.
Tang Li leaned against Pei Yunjing's strong chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and looking at the kneeling crowd below.
In a daze, she had a strange feeling.
It was as if this man had truly carved a bloody path to the clouds for her.
"alright."
Pei Yunjing looked at the people kneeling on the ground and seemed finally satisfied.
He withdrew his gaze, looked down at Tang Li who was staring blankly in his arms, and the murderous aura in his eyes vanished instantly, his expression changing faster than turning the pages of a book.
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