Yan Changxu was wearing a white robe and had a gentle and elegant face. He was about to get out of the carriage first, and as soon as he lifted the curtain, he met Mingyou's bottomless eagle eyes.
Mingyou's gaze suddenly turned cold.
Yan Changxu's scalp tingled under his stare, and he swallowed unconsciously.
"What's wrong, Chang Xu?"
Jiang Jingyu's lazy voice came from the sedan chair.
Yan Changxu's thoughts were pulled back by her voice. He subconsciously glanced at Ming You, whose face was gloomy in front of him, and shook his head: "No, no problem."
"Well, follow me back to the Imperial Palace. My old headache is coming back again."
Yan Changxu plays the piano very well, and the tunes she plays will change according to Jiang Jingyu's mood. Usually when Jiang Jingyu has a headache, she will order someone to summon Yan Changxu into the palace to play the piano. The sound of the piano can distract her and make her forget some of the pain.
"yes."
Yan Changxu agreed and bent down to get out of the sedan chair. Mingyou's 1.9-meter-tall figure was blocking one side of the carriage, with no intention of moving aside.
Yan Changxu said, "A real man can bend and stretch," and jumped down from the other side of the carriage.
"Your Majesty, Chang Xu will help you down."
Yan Changxu stood on the other side of the sedan chair and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Jingyu inside.
Mingyou stood on the other side, always keeping his hand raised, looking at the carriage in front of him with an expressionless face.
But if you look closely, it's not hard to see a glimmer of expectation and desire in the depths of his eyes.
Would she still put her hand on his wrist without hesitation like before?
Mingyou soon found out the answer.
Jiang Jingyu bent down and got out of the carriage. Without even looking at him, she turned and walked towards Yan Changxu. Finally, she put her jade hand on Yan Changxu's wrist and let him help her get out of the carriage.
From beginning to end, Jiang Jingyu never even gave Mingyou a glance, as if he had become an outsider in this game.
Now you don’t even have the qualifications to join.
Looking at the backs of the two people leaving together, Mingyou's expression gradually dimmed. He stood there for a long time, waiting for Jiang Jingyu and Yan Changxu to step into the palace before he followed them.
Mingyou did not wear palace clothes like other guards, and the silver mask that symbolized his identity was also taken off by Jiang Jingyu. The guards guarding the palace gate did not recognize him and stopped him outside the palace.
"Who dares to trespass into the palace?"
The guard held a long sword in his hand and looked at Mingyou with a bad face.
Mingyou gave the guard a murderous look, and the guard felt a chill down his spine, and his hands holding the sword trembled slightly.
"This is the Imperial Palace! You don't have a badge that represents your status, so you can't enter even if you glare at me!"
The guard pretended to be calm as he looked at Mingyou. Even though he was frightened by the pressure from him, he did not let him in directly.
After hearing the word "number plate" from the guard's mouth, Ming You took out a number plate from his shirt on his chest and held it in front of the guard. After seeing the number plate in his hand clearly, the guard's pupils were shocked and he stood there in a daze for a long time without being able to recover.
Mingyou stared at the guard, put the number plate back into his clothes, and held it tightly against his chest.
The number plate was given to him by Jiang Jingyu. Mingyou has always regarded it as a treasure and always carries it with him, close to his chest.
When Jiang Jingyu gave the number plate to Mingyou, she did not tell him what it symbolized. She only told him that with the number plate, no one in the palace would dare to stop him.
He could go anywhere in the palace.
In her heart...he can also go.
Mingyou successfully entered the palace with the badge given by Jiang Jingyu. The stunned guards did not come to their senses until his figure disappeared on the palace road.
The two guards looked at each other, both of them were shocked.
Guard No. 1: The number plate just now...
Guard No. 2: You read that right, that is the badge that symbolizes the status of the monarch and queen!
Guard One: The Queen? When did Your Majesty marry the Queen? Why didn't you issue an edict announcing this to the world?
Guard No. 2: You ask me? Who should I ask?!
The two guards communicated silently with their eyes and expressions, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground!
Thinking about how they had dared to raise their swords to stop the Queen, the guard felt a sudden chill on his neck and shuddered...
Even the guards knew that the badge in Mingyou's hand symbolized her identity as the Queen of the Celestial Empire, but Mingyou herself did not know it.
He came to the Yutian Palace with his badge in his pocket. The palace servants who had never seen his true face thought he was Jiang Jingyu's new male favorite and did not try to stop him. Mingyou entered the palace unhindered.
bite--
Melodious piano music came from the hall, mixed with laughter. Mingyou pursed his lips and walked into the hall.
"Your Majesty, is this strength comfortable?"
"Your Majesty, please try the grapes sent as tribute from the Western Regions."
"What dance would you like to see, Your Majesty? I will dance for you."
As soon as Mingyou walked into the inner hall, he saw this scene.
Jiang Jingyu lay on the couch with a lazy look on her side. Two male favorites rubbed her shoulders and legs, one rubbed her temples, one sat on the carpet in front of her and ate grapes for her, and another knelt in front of her and showed off his body. As long as Jiang Jingyu opened her mouth, that person could show off his dancing skills in front of her in the next moment.
Yan Changxu sat cross-legged in front of the desk and played the piano. The room was filled with melodious music and curling smoke from incense. How could one describe his life of extravagance and decadence?
Jiang Jingyu, who was originally uninterested, caught sight of Mingyou's figure from the corner of her eye and raised her hand to hook the chin of the male favorite in front of her, her red lips slightly curled, and her tone was ambiguous.
"Go, show me your best dance. If I'm satisfied, I'll give you a big reward tonight."
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