Chapter 286 How do you know I will favor you?



Chapter 286 How do you know I will favor you?

Xiao Jinghe reached out to take it without even raising his head.

The palace maid suddenly stretched out her hand, held Xiao Jinghe's, raised her delicate face, and called out with charming eyes, "Your Majesty..."

His hand was suddenly grabbed, and Xiao Jinghe subconsciously shook it off, frowning. When he looked up, the candlelight was shaking and he met a pair of familiar eyes.

The palace maid fell to the ground and looked at Xiao Jinghe pitifully, "Your Majesty, let this servant serve you..."

A face that was 30% similar to Yu Qinghuan, especially those eyes. At that moment, Xiao Jinghe almost thought it was Yu Qinghuan.

But when he saw it clearly, disgust flashed in his eyes, and he shouted coldly, "Who allowed you to enter the palace?"

Outside the palace, the guards who heard the noise rushed in to protect the emperor. However, they never expected that when they turned around to do some personal business, someone took advantage of the opportunity.

He took the maid aside and immediately apologized, "I have failed to do my job well. Please punish me, Your Majesty!"

Xiao Jinghe stared at the palace maid in front of him with a cold expression, "A palace maid is worthy of having a face like hers?"

Hearing this, the palace maid turned pale. She wanted to beg for mercy, but her mouth was covered tightly by the guard.

Xiao Jinghe didn't look at him again, and said coldly, "Drag him away and beat him to death with sticks."

The guard immediately responded, "Yes!"

He no longer covered the maid's mouth, but dragged her out of the hall.

The maid was so frightened that she opened her mouth and bit the guard's hand fiercely. She crawled back and kowtowed to Xiao Jinghe, crying with tears and snot streaming down her face. "Your Majesty! I know I was wrong. Please forgive me!"

After calling her "madam," Xiao Jinghe actually looked up at the person in front of him, his eyes darkening. "Who are you?"

The maid trembled as she introduced herself, "I am the daughter of Han Jing, the Minister of Works... Today I went to the palace to see my aunt. My aunt saw that I looked a bit like Miss Yu, so she asked me to dress up as a maid tonight, saying that if I was favored by His Majesty, I could stay in the palace as a noble..."

Xiao Jinghe pursed his lips slightly, "Who is your aunt? How did you know that I would favor you?"

Miss Han did not dare to hide it. "My aunt is Concubine Liu in the palace. The Concubine said that as long as His Majesty sees my face, he will definitely favor me."

Her voice became smaller and smaller, and she didn't even dare to look up at Xiao Jinghe.

With a cold laugh, Xiao Jinghe stood up and walked to Miss Han, "What a great Concubine Liu, she really knows how to please her."

Miss Han was stunned. She looked up blankly. The candlelight cast a golden edge on Xiao Jinghe's face. She stared at the man in front of her who seemed like a god, "Your Majesty?"

Could it be that what my aunt said was true?

The next moment, the cold light of the unsheathed sword cut through the dim candlelight in the hall.

Miss Han raised her face, her pupils still filled with lingering obsession, and the cold sword had already slashed across her face.

Xiao Jinghe turned his wrist slightly and threw the sword to the ground. Blood gushed out and flowed down his chin in an instant, staining his palace dress red.

"His Majesty?"

Miss Han reached out her trembling hands to grab something, but was pinned to the ground by the guards. Her face, which bore a striking resemblance to Yu Qinghuan's, was distorted by the severe pain.

Xiao Jinghe frowned slightly and ordered the guards in a cold voice, "Drag him away and deal with him."

"yes!"

Along with the screams, nails made a harsh sound of scraping on the blue brick floor. The screams stopped abruptly outside the hall.

Soon someone came into the hall to clean up the blood on the ground, and peace returned to the hall.

Xiao Jinghe wiped his hand with a cold face, and took the handkerchief from the eunuch beside him to wipe his fingertips.

He threw his handkerchief onto the table, the coldness in his eyes still lingering, his voice as icy as a knife: "Draft an imperial decree for the failure of Han Jing, the Minister of Works, to raise his daughter properly and allow her to defile the palace. He shall be demoted to the rank of Fifth Rank Official, fined a salary for one year, and ordered to reflect on his mistakes in seclusion. If he commits any further misconduct, he shall be dismissed from his post and investigated."

The eunuch beside him took note with trepidation, and then listened as Xiao Jinghe continued, "As the concubine of the previous emperor, Concubine Liu has not been willing to keep her duty, but has instead seduced officials and their wives into entering the palace to deceive the emperor. Her title of Concubine will be immediately stripped, and she will be sent to Jingci Temple tomorrow. She is not allowed to return to the capital without an imperial decree."

Everyone in the hall was shocked.

This Concubine Liu was a close friend of the Crown Prince's biological mother, Empress Jing'an. After Jing'an passed away, she took care of the Crown Prince for a period of time. Now, seeing that there is no decent person to serve in the harem, she wants to send her niece into the palace. Why would Your Majesty do this?

But no one dared to say anything.

Xiao Jinghe tapped the table with his fingertips. "Also, pass on my oral order. If anyone in the palace again presumes to take the emperor's will and commits such vile acts, they will be punished for treason."

The eunuch immediately understood that His Majesty wanted to use the Concubine Dowager as a warning to the people in the palace, and to warn those in the previous dynasty who intended to stuff their daughters into the harem.

The night wind outside the hall blew the windows. Xiao Jinghe stared at the flickering candlelight and suddenly sneered.

No one can have the same face as her, not even a similar one.

...

Cheng Gongjin outside the palace soon learned what happened in the palace.

He got up to look for Yu Qinghuan, but as soon as he reached the yard, he was stopped by Sang Ru, who had been waiting at the gate.

Sang Ru smiled awkwardly: "Master Cheng, my daughter is not available right now, why don't you come later?"

Cheng Gongjin looked past her into the dimly lit room, and could vaguely see two figures passing by on the window paper.

"Is he in there?"

Cheng Gongjin's tone was flat, but Sang Ru felt a chill on her back. This person was obviously the one who came later, but why did he look like he came earlier?

"The young master is inside, talking to the young lady."

Just when Sang Ru thought that Cheng Gongjin would wait outside, he withdrew his gaze and walked away.

At this time, in the house.

Mu Huaian told Yu Qinghuan several interesting things that happened in the court in recent days, which made her laugh non-stop.

Seeing that Mu Huaian was wearing a mask that covered his entire face and made it impossible to see him, she reached out to take it off.

Mu Huaian subconsciously stepped back, avoiding her outstretched hand.

Yu Qinghuan frowned immediately, "Don't wear it here, it's uncomfortable."

Mu Huaian shook his head and chuckled, "It's okay."

Seeing that he still had no intention of taking off the mask, Yu Qinghuan felt something was wrong. He stood up, pressed Mu Huaian's shoulder, and pressed his mask with his other hand.

Just as she was about to pull off the mask, Mu Huaian grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. "What's wrong?"

Yu Qinghuan's pretty brows knitted together slightly. "I should be the one asking you what's wrong. Didn't I tell you not to wear anything like that in front of me?"

Mu Huaian's Adam's apple rolled, and his breath brushed her earlobe: "I didn't sleep well last night, and my face looks a little bad."

At this moment, Yu Qinghuan smelled a faint scent of alcohol on him, but there was no breath. She moved closer to Mu Huaian's neck, sniffed it, and asked, "Have you been drinking?"

Mu Huaian was slightly stunned, "No."

At this moment, Yu Qinghuan raised his other hand and pulled off the mask on his face. Mu Huaian had several bruises on his face and the corners of his mouth were broken.

Her pupils suddenly shrank, "How did you get hurt like this?"

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