The novel website. Yue Qingyin was pinched painfully, but she forced herself to remain calm. "What use do you want me for? I'm just a woman! What do you want from me?"
Dugu Feng's narrow phoenix eyes held a disdainful glint, and her voice was languid. "You said it yourself, you're just a woman, you don't need to know everything, you just need to learn how to serve me well."
Yue Qingyin stared blankly at Dugu Feng.
Dugu Feng's features were actually quite handsome; his eyebrows were long and thin, his eyelids were thin, his eyes were long and narrow, his nose was straight, and his lips were thin. His face had a kind of cynical arrogance and indifference that ruined the overall beauty, making him look sinister and vicious. However, he was still a handsome man.
Yue Qingyin closed her eyes, thought for a moment, and quickly made a decision. As long as she could live, it seemed that there was no difference between the palace in Daliang and the palace in Rong.
Dugu Feng is favored by the Rong Kingdom's emperor and is more likely to become emperor in the future. In any case, her status is no worse than it is now.
She immediately said, "Qingyin is willing to serve the Sixth Prince, but there is one thing Qingyin does not understand: what bargaining chip did Jun Qiming exchange Qingyin for from the Sixth Prince?"
Dugu Feng was very satisfied with her pragmatism and couldn't help but praise her: "It's alright to tell you, even if you don't follow me, it won't be long before you become a widow. So, I saved you, do you know that?"
"He...he wants to..." Yue Qingyin was shocked. The words "plotting to usurp the throne" stuck in her chest and she couldn't bring herself to say them.
"good!"
"Impossible. He has neither military power nor the support of important officials in the court. Even if His Majesty is dead, how could it possibly be his turn?"
"Hmph! Why not? Thanks to your Empress Dowager of Daliang, Jun Zhe has eleven sisters but no brothers. Now that he's dead, naturally someone from the clan should be chosen as emperor. In terms of age, seniority, and character, Jun Qiming is the best choice. How can he not be emperor? Besides, he has already secretly won over those old princes in the clan. Otherwise, do you think he's been spending huge sums of money every year to visit those powerless old men? Is he just bored out of his mind?"
Yue Qingyin was stunned.
She suddenly remembered that during festivals, Jun Qiming would not pay any visits to important officials in the court, but he would pay great attention to several old princes in the royal family who were in charge of ancestral halls. It turned out that he had been laying the groundwork for this all along.
If Jun Qiming really became emperor, wouldn't she have been involved with three emperors?
She was the banished virtuous concubine of the emperor, the former lover of the emperor Qiming, and now the concubinage of the future emperor of Rong Kingdom. Her life, though only fourteen years long, has already been so colorful.
Dugu Feng glanced at her with disdain and said arrogantly, "You Liang people are so good at fighting amongst yourselves. The emperor of a country only has one heir to the throne. My Rong country is different. Our princes only fight to the death on horseback and do not bother with intrigue."
Therefore, your Rong Kingdom is always in disarray.
Yue Qingyin swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue, then realized that she was no longer a person from Daliang.
One can abandon one's home, and one can also abandon one's country.
She then spoke up, saying, "The Sixth Prince is right."
Dugu Feng looked at her as if admiring an exquisite work of art he had personally created, and then burst into laughter.
He loved their spineless attitude; it was so pleasing to the eye, it felt like the thorn that woman had planted in his heart was being pulled out a little bit more, just a little bit more…
The carriage traveled northwards, getting further and further away from Kyoto...
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