Because the situation was so urgent, no one spoke throughout the entire process, and everyone watched as Jiang Tian was embraced by the Emperor.
Jiang Tian and Zhao Jing exchanged a glance, their faces expressionless.
Zhao Jing's brows furrowed with immense rage. He coldly swept his gaze over everyone trembling in the room and slowly said, "Lock them all up and find out who is plotting against my concubines."
"yes!"
Before the concubine could even speak, a eunuch gagged her and dragged her away.
As for Jiang Tian, Zhao Jing carried her all the way back.
Neither of them uttered a single word throughout the entire process.
Once inside the palace, Zhao Jing put her down, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, and slowly asked, "Is there anything you want to say?"
Jiang Tian shook her head decisively: "It's nothing, thank you for saving me, Your Majesty."
"Jiang Tian! I'll ask you one more time, what do you want to say to me?"
Zhao Jing's expression was extremely suppressed, as if anything could easily ignite him.
His gaze was so deep that it was impossible to see through it.
Jiang Tian repeated, "I have nothing to say."
A slow smile appeared on Zhao Jing's lips, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes: "Fine, you're very good."
Having said that, he turned and left.
The Emperor's departure once again caused the palace servants to lose all hope for Jiang Tian.
This is the second time; the master has angered the emperor again.
It was obvious to everyone that the Emperor still had some feelings for his master.
But his master repeatedly angered him.
This time it's really hopeless.
"Master, is this how things will always be for us?"
Jiang Tian heard a palace servant ask a question.
"Yes, I am incompetent and cannot win the emperor's favor. I still have many things that the emperor bestowed upon me. If we are destined to meet, I will share them with you when you leave the palace."
With so many years still to go before they leave the palace, who would take Jiang Tian's words seriously?
This time, everyone was extremely desperate.
That's what Jiang Tian said, but the people who received the news didn't think so.
That night, while the lazy palace servants were fast asleep, a figure entered the inner room.
People in the palace are used to fawning on the powerful and belittling the weak. As a concubine, Jiang Tian shouldn't have had so many palace servants attending to her.
After falling out of favor, someone pointed out that the number of palace servants in her palace did not meet the regulations, so most of them were taken away.
Now, the two or three kittens left have become the "stupid ones" who were left over after being selected.
While she sleeps, many people slack off and cheat, and no one keeps watch over her at night.
So the man easily reached her bed.
Jiang Tian had just woken up when someone sealed her lips with theirs.
Zhao Jing wished he could devour her!
For so long, he endured the hardship alone, waiting for Jiang Tian to give in, but nothing came of it.
He made it so obvious during the day, but Jiang Tian was harder than a rock, refusing to give him even the slightest chance.
Why does he keep torturing her? He's already brought her into the palace, so why should he ignore her just because of her cold words?
Wouldn't that mean we've fallen into her trap?
Look how carefree she is! She's practically treating the harem like her own estate, farming every day. What an idea!
Zhao Jing didn't want to look into her eyes, keeping his head down and kissing her entire body.
Only when he truly experienced that tenderness did Zhao Jing feel like he had come back to life.
After making love twice, Zhao Jing finally turned over and lay down in another spot.
Jiang Tian's sweet scent enveloped him, making him feel incredibly at ease.
Neither of them spoke; they were both waiting for their breathing to even out.
After a while, Zhao Jing heard Jiang Tian say, "What exactly do you want?"
Her voice still carried a hint of weariness.
Just moments ago, they were the closest people in the world, but now she's starting to hurt him again.
Zhao Jing suddenly turned to look at her, his tone extremely fierce: "What do you think of me? I'd like to ask you if you drugged me with some kind of spell, making me unable to live without you! Is this your revenge?"
Jiang Tian shook her head: "I didn't want to take revenge on you, it's you who won't let me go. If you could let me go, I would have left long ago."
Zhao Jing forced a smile, then suddenly pulled back the blanket, covering the two of them.
Not long after, his voice became somewhat indistinct: "Why should I let you go? Don't even think about me letting you go. From the moment you married me, you've been mine..."
The Emperor has begun to favor Consort Jiang again.
The people in the palace were completely baffled. They simply couldn't understand why such a wise and powerful emperor in the previous dynasty would dote on a woman of lowly status in the harem.
The concubine who framed Jiang Tian last time was banished to the Cold Palace, and all those around her received severe punishments as well. All because they had mocked Jiang Tian.
What makes this orphaned girl, who is even older than them, so special?
Everyone was completely baffled.
However, the officials of the previous dynasty didn't seem to care much.
The emperor can favor whomever he wants. Since Jiang Tian has no power to back her up, she is someone who doesn't need to be cared about.
As for the Jiang family, they had long been neglected by the emperor.
The head of the Jiang family has been sent away to a remote area. From now on, the whole family will have to leave the capital and go to live in a harsh and cold place. Who would care about such an incompetent person?
In this way, Jiang Tian can be said to be absolutely safe.
So no matter how much the emperor doted on Jiang Tian, no one took her seriously.
In the eyes of others, Jiang Tian had won the emperor's favor and should have been trembling with fear, regarding the emperor as her heaven.
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