Chapter 31, Chapter 31, it's all because of... her.
Yangliuqing?
Yan Dibai's smiling face froze instantly.
He thought about it and realized that if his older sister hadn't mentioned it, he would have truly forgotten about that ugly girl.
When I put my legs together, that area suddenly hurts a little.
The boy's face suddenly turned sour, which puzzled Yan Xifang. "Why does my brother look like this? I've heard you like her very much."
"Like it? What kind of bastard is spouting nonsense?!"
A sudden surge of anger rose in Yan Dibai's heart, completely erasing his previous good mood.
"Did someone whisper something in my sister's ear?"
They're resorting to these low-class tricks.
The boy's thin lips curled into a cold smile.
Is it Yangliuqing?
It must be her.
This scheming woman dared to kick even the emperor and choke him. Who else but her could possibly do this?
The fog in his mind seemed to suddenly dissipate. In front of Yan Xifang, Yan Dibai began to pace back and forth ominously, his anger surging as he walked.
Damn it, damn it!
He remembered that if Yang Liuqing hadn't tricked him into going to find his older sister, he would have killed her back then. How could he have tolerated her living so long in good health!
The boy's expression shifted dramatically, sometimes dark, sometimes red, occasionally clenching his teeth, his beautiful eyes trembling, his hands clenched tightly, stomping on the ground with a fierce urge as if he wanted to crush something.
When Yan Xifang saw her younger brother's rumored appearance for the first time, she was still genuinely stunned, even though she was prepared.
Her delicate eyebrows twitched frequently as she hesitated whether to wake him, then watched him wander aimlessly for a moment. Suddenly, she thought of someone.
Yan Xifang's eyelashes trembled, and she suddenly felt a chill.
The late Emperor Chengde.
The "father" who once doted on her but then cast her into hell.
He was like that too, often wearing an inexplicable smile, and wandering around when excited.
It was also in the Xianning Hall, and in front of this couch.
Yan Xifang's throat tightened suddenly, hoping she had seen wrong. But when Yan Dibai turned his face, her heart skipped a beat. The curve of his lips and eyebrows was exactly the same as that person's. Yan Xifang immediately gripped the edge of the bed, so hard that the linen covering her armor fell off, and vermilion dripped onto the black bricks with a crackling sound.
Yan Xifang lowered her head in alarm, her vision blurring.
The dripping blood was clearly fresh blood.
It was after tearing off her clothes to confirm that she was not her biological daughter that the blood soaked the entire palace.
Her blood contained the blood of her biological father, the maid who cared for her, the old woman who protected her, and countless innocent lives.
The beauty suddenly lowered her head.
Yan Dibai was completely unaware, preoccupied with mentally sentencing Yang Liuqing.
While Yan Xifang remained silent, the young man suddenly clapped his hands and made a solemn vow:
"I will have her removed from her post immediately!"
Yan Xifang snapped out of her daze and quickly stopped him:
"It's fine if my brother doesn't like it; it doesn't concern Imperial Attendant Yang. I was just prejudiced and thought I was right; don't let me implicate innocent people!"
"What innocence? What makes her innocent!" Yan Dibai retorted instinctively, growing increasingly agitated. She put her hands on her hips and said to Yan Xifang:
"Since childhood, my sister has been kind and thought that everyone in the world is kind. My sister is too kind and naive! The women in this harem hate each other all day long. Although they are incredibly stupid, none of them are good people!"
As for Yang Liuqing, Yan Dibai scoffed: "She's the worst and most annoying one here! I deliberately didn't make her a concubine. I'm keeping her hanging on, so she can see her but not touch her!"
After a brief silence, Yan Xifang smiled slightly and lowered her voice:
"Does your younger brother dislike her that much?"
Yan Di Bai Mo suddenly said disdainfully:
"There are so many people I hate."
"...I see."
Yan Xifang didn't say anything more about the matter, and since it was late at night, it was time to rest.
Yan Dibai was reluctant to leave and did not want to return to his Xianning Palace. Wo Xue came to invite him four or five times, and Yan Xifang persuaded him even more, before finally the great Buddha Yan Dibai was returned to his palace.
As she watched the large entourage of palace servants depart, the gentle warmth on Yan Xifang's face vanished instantly, replaced by a deep weariness.
The personal maid she brought from Longxi helped her finish washing up and then massaged her sore legs for a while. After closing the windows and turning off the lights, she spoke a few words with Yan Xifang.
The beautiful woman rested her head on her black hair, her mind filled with countless sorrows:
"I wanted to find a position for Shaolang in the capital, but it's not the right time yet, and it's not appropriate to do it openly. Xiao Yuanjing is eyeing the palace from outside, and he's also sent his sister in. I'm afraid he's planted spies in the palace. This matter is difficult to handle."
The maid's eyes darted around: "That Lady Wen is also in the palace. I heard that she claimed to be ill and did not come when Madam returned to the palace, so she probably still has some lingering affection for the Second Young Master. She can be of use. The Second Young Master and the Eldest Young Master are openly and covertly fighting, and this is precisely the time when they need help. If Madam cannot control things well at this juncture, it will truly be a waste of the Second Young Master's kindness to you."
Yan Xifang turned her back.
The maid coaxed her softly, "I spoke carelessly, please don't be angry. It's just that the second young master treats you so well that he didn't hesitate to abandon his master for you. How many men in the world can be so devoted?"
She sighed, "The world will always change hands. The pawns planted in Jizhou have already surfaced. Xiao Yuanjing, that son of a poor family, is brave and resourceful, but he is not a victor who has fought his way up from a powerful clan. He lacks something. When the time comes, you will support the new emperor in the name of the princess, and the second son will become the Duke of Zhenguo. After you give birth to another child... everything will be yours."
Seeing that the beauty did not agree, the maid stood up and said one last thing:
"If the siblings truly share a deep bond, then at worst, we can spare the young emperor's life."
The maid left.
Yan Xifang, who had been dozing with her eyes closed, slowly opened them and gently touched her lower abdomen with one hand.
After a few moments, she gave up in disappointment.
It is flat and level.
Her child is indeed gone.
"Shao Lang, oh Shao Lang..."
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After returning to the palace, Yan Dibai summoned all the palace servants who had been in contact with her sister in the past few days and interrogated them.
"Who slandered me in front of my elder sister, saying I love Yangliuqing? Who!"
A group of people trembled and repeatedly said no.
Yan Dibai naturally didn't believe it and drew his sword, intending to stab each of them through. The terrified little palace maid then pointed out, trembling, that it was Tan Hua and Tan Yue who had entered the princess's bedroom.
The three young scholars, terrified, wept uncontrollably, repeatedly denying and begging for mercy. But they were no match for the young emperor's cold remark:
"Speak too much, and you'll be killed."
Two corpses were silently dragged away through the back door of Xianning Palace.
Wo Xue stood to the side, trembling with fear. The two girls who had died had served him for over three years; the young emperor must have favored them more than ordinary palace maids.
They just wanted to show off in front of the princess and curry favor... It was just a matter of a word at this point.
He suddenly regained consciousness.
Even when acting childish in front of his sister, a tyrant is still a tyrant.
Her two roommates hadn't returned. Qingqing woke up once during the night, only to find it still quiet.
Remembering the gossip Dai Yun had told her earlier that day while secretly watching her, Qingqing rubbed her chin against the covers.
Rumors were circulating that she was being disliked, and many palace maids were determined to rise in rank, trying to find her everywhere in the palace, starving themselves until they were thin and dark-skinned.
The three heroes, Tan Hua and Tan Yue, are about to be taken into His Majesty's fold and regain his favor, but is His Majesty only after novelty...?
These two news items are really contradictory.
She rubbed her itchy wound, then tried to go back to sleep. Suddenly, there was a rapid, urgent knocking on the door.
"Exploring the moon and flowers?"
Qingqing asked a question, and the knocking stopped for a second before continuing.
She was a little puzzled, but still said, "My wound makes it difficult for me to get out of bed. The spare key is under the bricks by the door, have you forgotten?"
The noise stopped, and there was silence for a long time. Qingqing didn't want to delay her sleep, so she tilted her head and comfortably drifted off to sleep.
Suddenly, a blast of cold air rushed in from beside me. It filled my nostrils, and one inhale instantly cleared my head.
She covered her nose, vaguely thinking: "The window probably wasn't closed properly."
But in situations like this, she won't get out of bed unless the house collapses.
A few seconds later, I had a vivid dream again, something I hadn't done in a long time.
But this time she didn't remember what happened, only that Yan Dibai suddenly appeared, his face grim, and reached out to grab her.
With a quick twist of her waist, Qingqing dodged the attack. She even raised her foot to deliver a groin kick, but her foot got caught on a tree branch covered in ice, leaving her upside down and unable to get down.
The girl shifted uncomfortably. Because of her right leg injury, she hadn't worn pants to bed for the past few days, only wearing a pair of shorts.
Although I modified and folded it to fit better, it's still not very comfortable.
He struggled to move, and the branch clinging to him snapped. But the next moment, a ghostly voice chuckled:
"Yang Liuqing, you seem quite happy sleeping here."
Qingqing's eyes snapped open, all sleepiness vanishing. A beautiful face was just ten inches away. She glanced down and saw the blanket had been pulled back. Her legs were bare and exposed.
That branch was his hand that was resting across his leg.
"Your Majesty?" Her eyes widened, and she hurriedly grabbed the blanket to cover her legs. Her face clearly showed what was going on.
The girl's terrified expression slightly lessened the nameless anger in Yan Dibai's heart, who had been coldly observing.
"Hmph." But Yan Dibai quickly remembered his purpose.
He's here to settle scores later.
"So you do know fear now? Rare indeed. Heh, you've gained weight quite a bit in just a few days. Yang Liuqing, aren't you quite pleased with yourself?"
The boy squeezed the leg in his hand and overturned his previous conclusion, finding it to be much fuller than before.
Even her face is fuller now; when she opens her mouth wide, her cheeks are soft, supple, and elastic, no longer dry and brittle.
He immediately felt a surge of anger again.
They say a broad mind leads to a healthy body, well, you think you can treat my palace like your own home!
"How dare I?" Qingqing was bewildered, not understanding what he was up to.
However, she never understood this madman. Sensing that Yan Dibai didn't seem to have any ill intentions, Qingqing was about to speak when Yan Dibai immediately stopped her.
"Stop with that nonsense. I don't want to hear it."
She had no choice but to swallow her words, "Is His Majesty unhappy?"
There was no hint of reproach, nor was it coquetry, and it contained absolutely no ambiguity.
The girl nestled in her thick black hair, quietly watching him.
Yan Di paused, thinking that this woman was really good at reading people. But how could this woman be so patient with a man and a woman alone together in the dead of night, at the most passionate time of day?
In the first year of his reign, he favored nighttime raids. His concubines, however, couldn't withstand the onslaught for more than three months before revealing their true colors and using the opportunity to make various demands.
Yan Dibai sneered.
"I am displeased. I am displeased that you have resorted to opportunism. I have already killed your accomplices. Yang Liuqing, the matter of you hitting me last time is not over yet!"
"Accomplices?"
Qingqing hesitated, but wasn't particularly afraid of him causing trouble. She was just puzzled; what was all this about?
Yan Dibai grinned gloomily, completely absorbed in his own conspiracy theories, talking to himself:
"I killed the three palace maids, Tan Hua and Tan Yue. No one will serve me now. You will continue to serve me until the newly selected palace maids arrive."
Ignoring the trembling look in her eyes when she heard the news of the two girls' deaths, he sneered:
"My elder sister likes you and always mentions you to me. That's why I made an exception. Don't think you're so great or overestimate yourself."
It's all because of my older sister.
The young man was resolute.
Even though... Yan Xifang never said that at all.
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