As Qin Yu spoke, he turned his gaze to the gold hairpin on Sima Jing's head.
That's made of pure gold, and it's very expensive!
Upon hearing this, Sima Jing's heart tightened, and a hint of resentment flashed in her eyes.
That damned tyrant!
Looks like I'm going to have to pay a huge bill today!
I couldn't refuse myself; who told me to say those things just now?
Gritting her teeth, she painfully removed the gold hairpin from her hair.
"Your Majesty is absolutely right. Gold and silver are merely external possessions; wearing them is only for their exquisite appearance. Why not donate them to the soldiers on the front lines!"
Seeing how distressed she was, yet how she was trying so hard to hold it in, Qin Yu was overjoyed. He then looked at other parts of her body.
If you're going to scam someone, then go all the way.
So all you're wearing in your hair is a gold hairpin? Aren't there other pieces of jewelry behind you? Aren't your earrings and rings gold too?
Sima Jing saw the emperor's gaze linger, and she naturally understood.
He was already cursing inwardly, but he could only take off all his valuables.
Qin Yu took it.
Good heavens!
It's so heavy!
It's probably worth over a thousand taels of silver!
Okay, okay.
This will provide some relief to the cavalry's military expenses.
"Ahem! I admire your generosity, my beloved consort. Rest assured, I will give all of these to the Ministry of War!"
"I will definitely send it to the Ministry of War! Absolutely!"
The latter gritted his teeth, heartbroken, but anxious. He didn't even consider how the tyrannical emperor would handle the gold jewelry; he was simply impatient with the questioning.
"I have already made donations, and I hope Your Majesty will agree to peace talks. Otherwise, I will have to go to the Buddhist temple to mourn."
Qin Yu could clearly sense that the woman was truly angry, so he decided to stop while he was ahead and pretended to be in a difficult position.
"Indeed, my beloved concubine's words are not without reason. I also care about the millions of ordinary people in Youzhou."
"However, this matter needs to be discussed thoroughly with Prime Minister Sima. Peace talks are possible, but only if the Xiongnu send someone to negotiate!"
Sima Jing didn't care who was talking to whom; she just wanted to complete her task. Finally, she got a satisfactory answer, and with a sway of her body, she prepared to jump up and run away.
"Oh! My beloved concubine, look how much I listen to advice, why are you still thinking of running away?"
Qin Yu pulled the person over and held them down tightly.
Sima Jing was heartbroken; there was no escaping it today.
"Your Majesty, please be gentle!"
Looking at the beauty before him, Qin Yu was already burning with lust!
......
After finishing, Sima Jing ignored the pain in her body, tidied her clothes, and left in a hurry.
She had to quickly inform the Prime Minister of this good news.
Her steps were hurried and large, and only then did she realize something was wrong.
It turns out I was walking too fast.
Seeing that Sima Jing had left and her footsteps had completely disappeared, Qin Yu, who had been pretending to be asleep, slowly raised her head.
He quickly tidied up the messy Hua Zi on the table, then muttered to himself.
This woman is too hasty.
They ran off without even packing up!
Feeling completely relaxed and secretly savoring the scene just now, Qin Yu did some calculations.
Oh no! Judging by the dates, Zhao Lan should be back soon!
After that woman returns to the palace, he won't be able to properly pamper Zhao Yan anymore. He'll have to make the most of these few precious days with his sister-in-law.
After all, I'm still young, and I can handle being favored by women like Sima Jing and Zhao Yan in turn!
Without much thought, he hurried to the Empress's palace.
Seeing that the door was tightly closed, Qin Yu slowly and quietly pushed it open, then tiptoed in, wanting to give this woman a surprise!
Inside, steam rose and the sound of running water could be heard from time to time.
Zhao Yan seemed to be in a good mood, humming a little tune as she took a bath in the tub.
Her delicate hands gently scooped water from the bucket and poured it onto her snow-white neck, the clear water flowing slowly down her alabaster skin.
All that was left for Qin Yu was an incredibly alluring and beautiful silhouette!
Zhao Yan seemed to hear light footsteps and assumed it was Zi Yan, so she naturally gave the order.
"Yan'er, the hot water is back. Leave it there for now. Come and give me a shoulder massage!"
Qin Yu decided to stop pretending and walked up behind Zhao Yan.
Looking at the steaming water and the beautiful back that seemed to be filled with doubt, Qin Yu couldn't take his eyes off it.
He knew that this woman was completely honest.
A pair of large hands eagerly reached out and touched it.
The silky smooth texture spread through his palms, and with a slight pressure, he slowly began to massage.
Zhao Yan appeared extremely satisfied, raising her snowy neck slightly as she softly exhaled and gave instructions.
"Move a little further to the middle, that part is too sour!"
From this angle, Qin Yu could see the half-white fabric, faintly visible, peeking out from in front of him.
My beloved concubine is truly blessed!
As her hands moved faster and faster, Zhao Yan's breathing became increasingly rapid.
"Mmm... Yan'er, your massage skills have improved a lot!"
While she was enjoying herself, she suddenly asked a question.
"By the way! Has that tyrant been behaving himself these past few days?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Yu was stunned.
This shouldn't be!
Of all the women in the palace, Zhao Yan understands her best.
Why would she think that way for no reason?
Could it be that you're feeling a bit bored with your usual routine and want to try something different?
That's right!
That must be it!
Qin Yu chuckled mischievously, then teased, "Honest? My beloved consort, do you wish for me to be dishonest? In that case, we'll wait until your sister returns and then I'll be dishonest with you both."
Hearing the rough voice, Zhao Yan, who was beneath her, suddenly trembled and was greatly alarmed. She then turned her head away.
Completely different from her usual self, she defied expectations and coldly and angrily began to curse.
"What are you doing!"
Qin Yu was equally puzzled, so he immediately put it to the test!
wrong!
Something's not right!
Something is very, very wrong!
This feels totally wrong, but it has some kick!
The woman in front of them was not Zhao Yan at all, but her older sister—Zhao Lan!
Her sister is back!
Just as the two of them were both at a loss for words.
Hearing the angry rebuke from the palace, Zhao Yan rushed in.
Upon seeing Qin Yu's hand, she grasped it tightly, and her face immediately turned red.
"Your Majesty! That's my sister, not me..."
After blushing deeply and being subjected to Zhao Lan's angry scolding, she finally got dressed and came out.
She didn't even have time to dry her hair before sitting down at the table, glaring angrily at Qin Yu.
"You tyrant! How dare you!"
Qin Yu scratched his head sheepishly.
"Isn't this a case of mistaken identity? Besides, you are my Empress, can't I even touch you...?"
Zhao Lan suddenly widened her eyes and stared intently at Qin Yu.
"You've mistaken me for someone else? Is this how you usually treat my sister?"
Zhao Yan stood to the side with her head down, her face flushed, not daring to respond at all.
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