As she spoke, Si Jin lowered her head, her fox ears twitching slightly, brushing against Shao Linyuan's lips like a hook, luring him to kiss her.
Shao Linyuan took a deep breath and involuntarily turned his head. The next moment, thud—
Instead of getting a kiss on the ear, Jinjin slammed him against the door. By the time he realized what was happening, the little fox had already walked away on her own.
A cool and gentle voice followed, carrying an innate sense of oppression: "I told you back in Wan Yao Mountain that we would sleep separately for five days. It's night now, so don't try to take advantage of me."
Shao Linyuan: (╥ω╥`)
The Demon King truly lives up to his name; his temperament is unpredictable. Indeed, serving a king is like serving a tiger.
but……
A moment later, Commander Shao seemed to have thought of something. He neither got angry nor made a fuss. Instead, he obediently lay down on the couch, which was separated from Si Jin by only a screen, taking the place of a servant and guarding his master.
At this moment, Shao Linyuan was less like a servant guarding his master and more like a vicious wolf who had laid a trap, eyeing the little prey he had long coveted.
Sure enough, around midnight, a meaningful whimpering sound came from the other side of the screen.
When they kissed in front of the emperor today, he deliberately disrupted the little fox's demonic power, so tonight, the little fox will temporarily enter a special period.
Although it was fake and only lasted one night, it was enough.
Shao Linyuan picked up his pillow and ran quickly to Si Jin's side. He immediately met Si Jin's angry eyes.
Startled, before she could even think of what to say, Jinjin grabbed her collar and kissed her.
… …
Therefore, the price for secretly tricking and deceiving the little fox was... Lord Shao, the commander of the Changning Division, who was all-powerful and feared by everyone, had to obediently kneel on a washboard for five days in the Qiwu Palace.
Then, rubbing her aching knees, she hugged her small pillow and went to sleep, looking pitiful.
Because the Demon King has decreed that no one is allowed to go to bed for a month.
On the fifth day, scholars and poets from all over the land received the Empress's invitation and arrived at the palace one after another, where a grand banquet was held in the Jiuhua Hall.
Si Jin withdrew his ear, dressed in red robes and a jade crown, and sat down beside the Empress, his status far exceeding that of all the concubines in the harem.
But the Empress herself knew very well that she had to be outstanding and valuable enough, otherwise, His Majesty would definitely depose her and make the fox demon the Empress.
She was bound to be ousted by this alluring fox spirit sooner or later; how could she accept that?
Today is a good opportunity to memorize poems.
That fool Zitong, who caused all that trouble, has already been killed and tortured to death without any mercy.
But those poems are all masterpieces, and she has been staying up late these past few days to memorize them.
Once these literary figures praise her, she will surely be remembered in the annals of poetry.
By then, the whole world will know that she is a virtuous empress, and it won't be so easy for the emperor to depose her.
The poetry and wine gathering soon began, with literary figures sending out their best works to critique and compete with each other.
Before long, their gazes turned to the Empress: "We've heard that Your Majesty is renowned for your talent. Why didn't you call us here today? What masterpieces have you prepared?"
The Empress smiled slightly, stood up, and returned the greeting to everyone in an affected manner. She spoke in a low voice, "I am but a woman and dare not be presumptuous. I have only casually presented one or two poems for your appreciation and critique."
Having said that, he cleared his throat and raised his head proudly: "The poem I wrote is called 'Bring in the Wine.' Don't you see, the Yellow River's waters come from the sky, rushing to the sea never to return?"
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