"Did you know I was coming?" Suppressing his impulse, Emperor Xian of Wei stepped forward.
You must not let a little girl distract you.
He is the emperor, so whatever he does should be under his control.
Chu Yuan got up and followed, "I know."
"Knowing this, why are you still dressed like this? What are Li Luhai and the Imperial Household Department doing? Allowing my concubine to be so poor and shabby, anyone who didn't know better would think that my national treasury is empty!"
Emperor Wei Xian pushed open the study door with a large hand, his tone extremely oppressive.
Eunuch Li smiled wryly, and before he could explain, Chu Yuan spoke first, "No, Your Majesty, it's just that I don't really like heavy makeup and fancy clothes. I also think that Your Majesty is busy with state affairs all day long, and you must want to refresh yourself when you finally come to the inner palace. The smell of cosmetics is too strong and pungent, and the fancy clothes are too bright and eye-catching. Doesn't Your Majesty get tired?"
When she spoke, her voice was sweet and charming, but her tone was serious.
It's that feeling of a feather tickling your heart, a gentle caress.
Grandpa Li breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that it was fortunate that Yuan Changzai had made up for it in time, otherwise it would have caused trouble.
The Imperial Household Department was reprimanded because of her, and they'll hold her responsible later.
"Oh? Is that so?" Emperor Wei Xian lifted his robe and sat down behind the desk where Chu Yuan should have been sitting.
The table was small and exquisite, but not quite suitable for the tall and imposing Emperor Xian of Wei.
His long, slender, and muscular legs seemed to have a hint of grievance about where to place them.
I had barely sat down when I caught a glimpse of the painting on the table out of the corner of my eye.
It was damp and carried the scent of ink.
The person in the painting is, unsurprisingly, him, but not in his everyday life. Instead, he is depicted in his dragon robes at the time of his ascension to the throne, looking incredibly spirited and triumphant.
His deep phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a godlike majesty and aloofness. His hands were behind his back, exuding a kingly aura, while a faint, unrestrained smile played on his lips.
Emperor Xian of Wei had to admit that she had painted him too well!
"Come here." Emperor Wei Xian spoke subconsciously, slowly extending his large, well-defined hands toward Chu Yuan.
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