"It hasn't even been a few years, but it feels like I've known Your Majesty for ages."
Song Junzhan poured himself a glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and looked at the lights in the distance. His clear voice was tinged with a hazy and hoarse taste of drunkenness.
"Your Majesty may not know that when I met Your Majesty, I had been in the capital for less than a year."
"Filled with hatred and driven to obsession, he's hell-bent on finding those uncles from the past. He'll appeal to their emotions, reason with them, and if that doesn't work, threaten them with evidence. No matter what, he'll make them submit a petition to the emperor. Ideally, they'll unite to form a new force to fight against the aristocratic families, awaken the emperor, and change the world."
"At that time, I dove headfirst into it, my blood boiling. I felt like I could burn everything, even my life, for this one thing. I felt that what I was doing must be right, and even if it was wrong, it was the world's fault. Now thinking about it, I was a little too ignorant."
"If I hadn't met Your Majesty, I wouldn't be where I am today. I'm afraid I would have died from hitting my head against the wall over and over again."
"At first, I only thought Your Majesty was a noble and beautiful young lady. It was your unique way of speaking and mannerisms that drew me in. Being with Your Majesty provided me with a moment of peace. Later, I vaguely guessed Your Majesty's true identity. I was left with no other options and was completely obsessed with the idea of exploiting Your Majesty."
"Your Majesty noticed it but was not angry. Instead, he used reality to wake me up."
"Your Majesty used the three states as a bargaining chip to allow me to establish a new dynasty and restore imperial power. Unfortunately... I am not as good as Your Majesty and cannot accomplish such a grand ambition."
"And just when I was most confused, His Majesty offered me a way. I was originally unsure, but because of some unspoken selfish desires, I wanted to follow His Majesty and pursue that possible outcome. I never expected that His Majesty, as a woman, would open up this court and give me everything I wanted, and even more..."
He drank glass after glass, his gaze shifting from gazing into the distance to drooping down at his empty glass. His voice was muffled, "Your Majesty was in a coma for four hundred and thirty-three days... To protect Your Majesty, I lived in the palace. When I couldn't sleep at night, I came here, but I didn't dare drink."
He can't drink much and is afraid of making mistakes if he gets drunk.
Waiting day after day, disappointed day after day, busy as a bee in the court and palace, I can always see His Majesty when I am extremely tired.
He was particularly afraid of going crazy at that time, so how could he dare to drink and make himself confused.
Oh......
Song Junzhan suddenly felt that he was being pretentious. As a man, how could he say that and still feel wronged?
He lowered his head to drink, not even daring to turn around to look at His Majesty's expression.
"Bang!"
There was an explosion in the distance, Song Junzhan looked up suddenly, and it was a firework exploding.
That firework was like a key, knocking open the dark night sky. Then countless fireworks rose up and exploded one after another, making the dark night bloom with brilliant fireworks.
Song Junzhan didn't bother to appreciate it, but just subconsciously turned his head to look to the side.
He thought His Majesty was also attracted by the fireworks and must be looking over there, but when he looked over there, he met those bright eyes with a smile.
She leaned back in her chair in a casual manner, her eyes full of teasing, and looked at him leisurely with a smile, as if she was sure that he would look at her at this moment.
Her lips moved, and the sound of her words was drowned out by the sound of fireworks exploding, but Song Junzhan still understood what she meant.
She said: Does it look good, Song Xianxian!
Song Junzhan's chest was instantly clamped by a big hand. In just a moment, all the grievances were burned, and his chest was filled with desperate flames, burning and filling, and finally completely burning all his reason and restraint.
A gentleman's integrity? Etiquette and moral restraint? He was a fool to be bound by such things.
What etiquette? Is it more important than His Majesty?
He filled his own glass, but did not drink. Instead, he turned around and half-knelt in front of Her Majesty, and offered the glass to her lips.
At this moment, in terms of the relationship between the king and his subjects, he deserves death!
But his eyes were burning, and all his concerns were burned away by the madly burning emotions. In his eyes, there was only His Majesty who was looking down at him with a smile.
Xiao Li raised his eyebrows slightly. Song Xianxian couldn't see her own expression and didn't know how attractive he looked.
The usually aloof and self-restrained exiled immortal was tainted by worldly desires, as if he was about to fall into the devil's way. He was wanton, burning, greedy, and his eyes were full of naked desire.
The banished immortal gentleman can be admired from afar but not touched, but the immortal king who has fallen into the mortal world is an irresistible temptation.
Xiao Li glanced at the wine glass in front of him, lowered his head slightly, and drank from his hand.
And the moment the wine glass was empty, Song Junzhan threw the glass away, raised his head and kissed her eagerly and forcefully.
Was it all a dream? Your Majesty didn't even know?
It’s okay, Your Majesty doesn’t know, so let’s start over again.
What was fake became real, and now, it was a memory they both could have.
He committed treason and deceived the emperor with his own body. His crimes are unforgivable and extremely serious.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
In the breaths of kissing, he called out again and again, completely identical to the vixen who bewitched the empress that day.
But this time he was not a soul, nor did he have any restrictions. He only had a passion that was willing to risk everything and burn himself out.
He had been to the Qiongxue Palace many times, so he naturally knew what was inside.
He had been ill for a long time, but he also practiced martial arts. Although he looked thin, he was not weak.
He picked up the empress steadily and strode into the hall.
There were a few scattered lights in the hall, which were enough for him to see the way clearly. However, when he carried the empress to the bed and saw the bed covered with a bright red quilt, he was stunned for a moment.
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