Chapter 43 Out of Control
In the warm night, the carriage moving slowly forward seems ordinary, but in fact it is full of mystery.
Not only is the interior extremely spacious, able to accommodate four or five people at the same time, it is also extremely well decorated and has everything you need.
There was a curfew in the capital, and it was already late at night. The only sounds around them were the rumbling of wheels and their rapid, disordered breathing and the thumping of their heartbeats.
The Yang Mansion was very close to the Imperial Palace, about six or seven miles away. It didn't take long for the carriage to enter the Imperial Palace from Donghua Gate and then enter the East Palace from Huiyin Gate.
As soon as the carriage stopped, Xiao Qing carried Yang Manyan horizontally and strode straight into the hall.
He walked very quickly, and none of the eunuchs guarding the Eastern Palace dared to come forward for a while.
When they realized what was happening, they were in a panic again. What should they do? The emperor was still inside!
By the window on the west side of the main hall of the East Palace, a tall and imposing man was standing behind a rosewood throne screen inlaid with enamel and decorated with the Five Cardinal Relationships.
The emperor heard today from his son that he and Yang Manyan had "similar interests", and his face became terribly gloomy. After his son left, he ordered people to investigate the daily life of the Eastern Palace.
After checking, it was discovered that the prince and Yang Manyan would play chess and chat several times in their spare time.
He never knew that Yang Manyan could play chess, and even that he was quite skilled at it.
For a moment, his mind was filled with all kinds of indescribable emotions. In a trance, he walked out of the Palace of Heavenly Purity wearing only thin casual clothes.
Chang Ying and other attendants were so frightened that they hurriedly tried to cover him with his cloak, but he waved his hand to refuse.
A biting cold wind blew in his face, and he closed his eyes, trying to use the chilly touch to calm himself down.
Ever since he could remember, the word "restraint" has been deeply engraved in his mind.
He has been strict with himself for many years and has taught his son the same lesson by example. But now he finds that the self-control that he was proud of seems to be disappearing bit by bit.
This feeling of being out of control made him instinctively sense danger.
But just as his thoughts were wandering, he had already arrived at the East Palace in the thick night.
The Crown Prince and Yang Manyan went to Yang's Mansion to celebrate the birthday, leaving only a few young eunuchs guarding the East Palace. When they saw the arrival of such a majestic and fierce emperor, they were trembling with fear.
Behind the screen on the west side of the main hall, a chess game with the outcome yet to be decided was placed on the coffee table in the middle of the rosewood couch.
The emperor looked carefully and knew at a glance that the one holding the black pieces was the prince. If that was the case, then the one holding the white pieces must be Yang.
The two sides were evenly matched, but the white pieces' moves were extremely tricky, which showed that the player was someone who liked to take unconventional approaches.
He began to review the game between the two in his mind, and an inexplicable sourness dissolved in his heart like ink in water.
He couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Yang was completely different from what he had imagined.
Just at this moment, the sound of footsteps was heard, accompanied by the rapid and disordered breathing of two people, and the emperor was slightly startled.
Yang Manyan vaguely realized that there was a familiar and terrifying aura in the hall, so he looked around cautiously.
At this moment, she unexpectedly met a pair of deep dark eyes.
How could His Majesty be in the East Palace? It was like firecrackers exploding beside her ears, and her head was buzzing.
I don't know why, but right now I feel ashamed as if I was caught cheating in bed.
Witnessing the two of them hugging each other intimately once again, the emperor gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood in his mouth.
As the supreme ruler of the world, he has everything at his fingertips, except her...
An emotion suspected to be anger was coursing through his blood, indescribable and with nowhere to vent.
He knew very well that he was not simply obsessed with beauty, otherwise there would be so many women in the world, why would he be obsessed with this woman.
He should have realized that she was different when he first favored her that day. If someone dared to entangle his legs in the past, he would have kicked that person away.
She was so affectionate with Yang Manyan as if no one was around, and even the angle was specially designed, just to make her father give up completely.
Wish it was his.
There was no way he would give it up.
But what surprised him was Yang Manyan's reaction.
Her reaction tonight was so incredibly big that he couldn't help but think about how she and her father had spent the entire month in Yingtai, Xiyuan.
And what about what my father said this morning that he had wanted her half a year ago?
When Xiao Yan thought about the many secrets that he didn't know, a wave of bitterness surged in his heart.
His mind raced, and he suddenly asked softly, "Wanyuan, do you like boys or girls?"
The tall man standing behind the screen was startled and his face turned pale in an instant.
He pampered Yang Manyan day and night last month just to make her pregnant with his child as soon as possible.
Ever since he forcibly abducted Yang Manyan, he had developed a vague sense of crisis. If the father and son really became enemies in the future, he still had to have his own biological heir.
He had been unwilling to force himself to get close to women in order to have children before, but now that he had found a woman who was willing to have sex with him, he naturally wanted a child of his own.
However, he did not expect that Yang had such a great influence on his son. In just one month, she caught him off guard in the court with a fabricated dream.
Xiao Yan lowered his head and kissed her sweaty forehead, "Yuanyuan, how about we have a boy and a girl?"
In the soft smoke curtain, his low and gentle voice was particularly pleasant to the ear. Yang Manyan could not help but feel a little nervous, "Okay..."
The emperor's eyes were red, and he couldn't bear to watch any longer, otherwise he didn't know what uncontrollable thing he would do.
He had no intention of pretending to be restrained and walked out of the main hall of the East Palace blatantly.
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