To save face, Shen Jiao sent Xi An away beforehand, and was stunned the moment she lifted the pearl curtain.
The man, dressed in a black robe embroidered with blooming golden roses, should have appeared sinister and dangerous, but instead possessed a gentle and refined air. He raised his eyes and smiled faintly: "Good morning, Jiaojiao."
"Good morning, Your Majesty."
Shen Jiao sat down somewhat woodenly, staring intently at the tyrant without blinking, trying to stare a hole through him.
Strange, he didn't get angry or embarrassed?
Could it be that the innocent, dark-faced princess has fallen for her domineering and sharp scissors and suddenly changed her ways to become a smiling fox?
Just as Shen Jiao was hesitating whether to admit her mistake first or act like a rogue, the tyrant smiled and said, "Aren't you going to give me an explanation?"
"What?"
Ji Yan held up a few tattered pieces of cloth hanging between her fingers, saying, "My clothes were torn to shreds by a drunken brat. How about I settle the compensation?"
"Of course, of course." Shen Jiao gave a weak laugh, her mind filled with the sound of cloth being torn apart.
The tyrant saw that her smile was truly more painful than crying, and his smile widened even further.
"Um, Your Majesty, I didn't cause you any real harm yesterday, did I?"
Shen Jiao felt uneasy. She had a low alcohol tolerance and didn't know how she behaved when drunk. Apart from the part where she tore off her clothes, she didn't really remember anything else.
First, I can't remember.
Secondly, I couldn't bear to think about it too much.
"As beautiful as Lin Daiyu, what harm could she possibly cause by uprooting a willow tree?" Ji Yan smiled faintly, her white, jade-like fingers casually tugging at her collar.
Shen Jiao looked up, about to shamelessly chime in with a few words, when she saw the tyrant's pale, delicate neck and collarbone covered with ambiguous and brutal marks of varying depths, resembling both kiss marks and bite marks.
"!!!"
She froze completely.
This...this...was this her doing?
No way!
She prides herself on being gentle, lovely, and a demure little flower in the human world! How could she possibly transform into a cupping expert after just a few jugs of peach blossom wine?!
Shen Jiao's ears turned bright red, and she wished she could dig a hole and crawl into it right away.
She stood up abruptly, her voice growing louder and more strained: "I've gained too much weight in autumn, it's time to lose some! Your Majesty, I'm going for a run and I'll be right back. Please eat first, please eat first, don't wait for me."
I may be embarking on a long voyage soon; I may be going to Mars.
Shen Jiao fled at top speed, running so fast that she crashed into a pillar. Before Ji Yan could call her, she covered her ears and ran away again.
Nothing can stop her from escaping Earth and flying to Mars!
Behind him, the man paused slightly, seemingly lost in thought. Then, his phoenix eyes filled with autumn water, and he smiled in a way that was unknowingly captivating.
...
Shen Jiao actually ran around the Haoyue Palace twice. When she thought that this glorious achievement of digging her toes into the Fairy Castle came from her, it seemed that there was nothing in this world worth staying for.
The third time she passed by Liang Heng's temporary residence, she rushed in and banged on the door.
"Brother Liang, save me!"
"Your scheme backfired, and I'm the one who ruined my life with my drunkenness. I'm useless."
"I've heard your house is quite large and spacious. Why don't you let me stay for a few days, Brother Liang!"
"Miss, be careful not to hurt your hand. Young Master Liang left the palace last night and is not here." Hearing the commotion, the palace maids who were sweeping and watering the flowers nearby rushed over.
"He left the palace! He ran away alone without me? I mean, did he go back to his residence?" Shen Jiao was on the verge of tears, but still had doubts.
Last night, she was drinking with Liang Heng when it was almost 9 PM, and then she returned to Haoyue Palace around midnight. By any measure, it was the middle of the night, and it was inconvenient to leave the palace.
What exactly happened that caused the young doctor to abandon his brothers and run away overnight?
Isn't he afraid of ghosts and dislikes walking alone at night?
Shen Jiao couldn't understand it.
"No." It was Wang Fu, who had come specifically to look for her, who replied, "Young Master Liang has some private matters to attend to and will likely be back in three days. Miss, please return to Haoyue Palace with this old servant. His Majesty has something to discuss with you."
Unfortunately, Shen Jiao couldn't escape, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and go find the tyrant first.
"Why are you wearing a veil when there are no outsiders around?" Ji Yan asked lazily, leaning back in her soft chair.
Shen Jiao lied through her teeth: "I was bitten by a mosquito."
Ji Yan's eyes flickered: "What kind of mosquito is so annoying that it has bitten Jiao Jiao's little face until it is all red."
“Yes, yes.” Shen Jiao secretly struggled with her toes.
A sudden chill ran down her earlobe, and she instinctively shrank her neck. Then she heard Ji Yan say in a serious tone, "What a formidable mosquito! Even when you're not there, it can still bite your little ears red."
How was she supposed to respond to this nonsense? Shen Jiao froze, and as if fleeing, she sat down opposite him, quickly changing the subject: "Didn't His Majesty want to talk to me about something? Time waits for no one, let's get down to business first."
The hamster, its fur standing on end, was teased and ran away. Ji Yan, having had her fill of playing, pushed the steaming bowl of milk and bird's nest porridge on the table over: "Let's eat and talk."
Shen Jiao was indeed a little hungry, and no matter how awkward it was, she couldn't let her stomach upset her. She took the drink and took a big gulp: "What does Your Majesty want to say?"
"I will make you my queen."
"Cough cough cough—" Startled, Shen Jiao coughed violently.
Ji Yan quickly sat down next to her, patted her back to help her catch her breath, and poured her a glass of her favorite fruit syrup: "You can't even drink porridge anymore?"
"I'm just too shocked." Shen Jiao's expression was complicated.
In the picture book, the concubines in the imperial harem who schemed and fought their way up to the top had to go through a lot of trouble to even get a promotion.
The whole family schemed and plotted, and only by doing their best could they possibly support a concubine. She was originally nameless and had no status, but suddenly she was told that she would be parachuted into the position of empress. It was like a pie falling from the sky. How could it not be earth-shattering?
"Aren't you going to eat?" Ji Yan gestured for her to look at the crystal buns.
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