Amidst the howling cold wind, a black shadow shuttled through the palace gate at a speed that could not be captured by the naked eye.
Two palace maids holding lanterns and walking on the palace road suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing around them, knocking them to the ground.
“Ouch—”
"Where does this strange wind come from?"
The two young palace maids behind seemed to say something, but the woman had already walked away, leaving the voice behind.
In a pine forest outside the imperial city, snowflakes fell from the branches wherever black shadows passed.
The woman didn't stop until she saw the tall figure under the pine tree not far away, and then she landed steadily beside the man.
Hearing the sound, the man turned around, and the look in his eyes looked even colder under the cold moonlight.
"The Lord is waiting for you."
As the man spoke, a purple light emerged from his fingertips, and soon a gap as high as a person appeared in front of him.
The moment the woman stepped in, she found herself in another brightly lit hall.
As the red curtain fluttered, one could vaguely hear the cheerful noise outside, as well as the woman's gentle moans coming from the inner room on the other side of the red curtain.
The warm light in the room shone on the woman's face. It was Concubine Yi.
She stood outside the red tent and said in a cold voice, "Master."
Hearing the sound, the movement inside stopped.
"Ah - Master?" A terrified female voice came from inside.
"Get out!" The man's cold and emotionless voice came through the red curtain.
Then, Jiang Yi saw a beautiful woman in disheveled clothes walking out of the red tent, and there was a bit of viciousness in her eyes when she looked at her.
Jiang Yi was no longer surprised by this and looked straight ahead with a cold gaze.
Until the man's deep voice came from the red tent, "Come in."
Jiang Yi lifted the red curtain, and the inner room was filled with fragrance. In the misty smoke, he could vaguely see a handsome man in a red robe lying on the bed not far away.
The man had long black hair that reached his waist, and his bright red robe was loosely draped over his body, revealing his bare chest. The left side of his face that was exposed was as handsome as if it were carved by a knife.
But if you look closely at his entire face, although the right half of his face looks no different from that of an ordinary person, you can vaguely see the same texture as that of a tree.
"Eleven greets the Lord."
Gong Shuying looked at the woman kneeling not far away, and a chill ran down his spine.
Was this psychopath influenced by Lu again and came to find him?
Gong Shuying felt a little frightened, but he still pretended to be calm and tilted his head to look at her with a bohemian smile on his lips.
"Are you still calling yourself by your old name? I think Jiang Yi sounds better. Don't call yourself Eleven anymore."
Jiang Yi: "Yes."
After Jiang Yi finished speaking, he began to explain the purpose of his coming here, and a golden light overflowed from his palm.
The next second, the dragon energy overflowing from her palm suddenly hit Gong Shuying who was not far away.
The dragon energy that suddenly rushed into his body was too hot. Gong Shuying clenched his fists tightly. After his body began to adapt, he felt the dragon energy in his body that was almost boiling hot. A hint of excitement appeared in Gong Shuying's eyes.
After a long while, the excitement in his eyes gradually faded, and he returned to his usual cold demeanor. He stared at the woman in front of him and said, "It seems that the emperor has been favoring you a lot recently. In just one month, you have so much dragon energy."
Jiang Yi: "It is my blessing to serve the Lord."
"Hahahaha, that's good." Gong Shuying laughed dryly, pretending to be calm. "Go back, don't let the emperor see through us."
"yes."
When Jiang Yi went out, the beautiful woman who had been driven out by the man earlier did not leave.
Seeing Jiang Yi coming out, the woman folded her arms and stared at her with a bad face, and said to the other man beside her in a sarcastic tone:
"She looks like a white flower. When did the master change his taste? Tsk."
After hearing what the woman said, Jiang Yi didn't even look at her and walked away with a cold expression.
The woman's name is Jiang Meir. She has been quite favored by Gong Shuying recently, so it is inevitable that she is a little arrogant.
Seeing that Jiang Yi ignored her, she was even more angry. She stretched out her hand to block her and said angrily: "I'm talking to you, how dare you ignore me? I heard that you are a chess piece planted by the master next to the emperor, and you got pregnant and gave birth to a child. The child became the ninth princess, and you were named Wan-ah-"
"Bang--"
Before the woman could finish her words, someone suddenly grabbed her neck, lifted her up and slammed her against the wall.
She raised her eyes in fear and saw the woman's cold eyes, which were like a knife scraping at her. She said in a cold voice: "Who do you think you are!"
*
The next morning, the snow that had been falling all night finally stopped and the sun rose.
The warm sunlight fell on her body, and Wanwan happily took a sip of the goat milk her mother had just brought.
"Sister~"
Wanwan was supporting her chin and looking at the white scene outside the window, imagining herself as the tragic heroine who was cuckolded in a Mary Sue drama.
Suddenly, a head popped out from the window, and she was so frightened that she almost vomited her milk.
Xiao Moqing smiled and said, "Would you like to go out of the palace to play?"
Wanwan patted her chest with her little hands: "Cough cough cough..."
[Go play with your mud balls, you stinky second brother scared me! ]
"It's okay, sister." Xiao Moqing saw that he had scared her and caused her to choke on her milk, so he quickly reached out and patted her back to help her calm down.
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