Chapter 2204 [Extra] The Strategy in Progress: Bullying
After he finished speaking, there was complete silence all around.
Si Jin's voice was so deep that it made people feel that he was not pleading, but threatening.
But the Ninth Prince is, after all, just a prince.
No matter how powerful or meritorious a prince may be, he cannot threaten the emperor.
As expected, Emperor Dongqi lowered his eyes and refused without hesitation, adding, "Jin'er has been working so hard these days, are you confused from exhaustion?"
"The peace talks banquet will last for some time, so don't push yourself too hard. Why don't you go back to your palace and rest?"
After he finished speaking, there was another eerie silence.
Fortunately, Si Jin was very accommodating and didn't continue the stalemate.
He simply rose and bowed, then, accompanied by his attendant Lian Qi, strode away.
With the departure of the Living Yama, some are happy while others are sad. The most saddened is Lin Yuan, while the happiest must be the Crown Prince, Yuan Sicheng.
As Si Jin's figure disappeared, he leaned back in his chair and let out a heavy sigh of relief.
I thought: That thing that looks like a monster is finally gone.
It's really strange. With Yuan Sijin's devilish appearance, he looks like a jinx who will bring disaster to the country and its people.
Admittedly, he was not favored in his early years, and almost everyone in the palace hated him.
In recent years, however, he has somehow managed to appease his father and gain a better reputation, almost rivaling that of the crown prince.
That won't do.
He has to find a way to keep his position.
Yuan Sicheng calmly finished his drink, then looked up and his gaze fell on Lin Yuan as well.
His eyes curved slightly as a plan slowly began to take shape in his mind.
As soon as the banquet ended, he quickly sent men to tie Lin Yuan to the old emperor's bed and feed him aphrodisiacs.
They were just waiting for the emperor to be overjoyed and for them to claim credit and reward them.
Can……
Not only was the emperor overjoyed, but even the people sent to monitor him all perished.
… …
That night, after knocking the old emperor unconscious, Lin Yuan asked Xiao Yao for the location of Si Jin's bedroom.
They quickly set out a feast and waited on the road their master would inevitably take on his return to the palace.
He looked up, feigning a heartbroken and bewildered expression, and quietly gazed at the moon.
The thin red dress worn during the day had several holes torn in it "by someone," and it fluttered down over her shoulders, barely covering her body.
When the wind blows, the lines of her back and collarbone become faintly visible, sparking the imagination.
Finally, the person returning to the palace dismissed his attendants and slowly approached.
Si Jin walked to his side, leaned on the wooden table with one hand, and leaned down close to him, smiling as she greeted him: "My beauty, shouldn't you be in Father's palace right now? How come... you've come here?"
Lin Yuan did not dodge, but met Si Jin's malicious gaze head-on.
The smell of alcohol made his eyes blush slightly.
Like someone in dire straits who had long since given up the struggle, he explained blankly, "Consort Yu had a headache and called His Majesty away."
"Really? Then she really doesn't know any better. How could she leave Young Master Jiang alone in the Imperial Garden to drink on her wedding night?" Si Jin continued to speak, leaning close to him.
His voice was calm and even, but his hand slowly moved upwards, grabbing Lin Yuan's neck. Then, with a sudden burst of strength, he slammed Lin Yuan down onto the stone table.
He lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers without hesitation.
A forceful kiss; a prince bullying a concubine who has not yet received a title.
Such defiance and immorality, in a short time, brought tears to a person's eyes.
Perhaps due to excessive surprise (or excitement), Lin Yuan struggled fiercely, and soon removed the gauze that Si Jin had just bandaged her finger, causing blood to seep from the fingertip again.
Si Jin paused, his eyes darkening, then he placed his hand to Yuan Meiren's lips and breathed dangerously.
"You, help, me, stop."
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