He Jiuniang used the same method she had used in the Crown Prince's palace to drug everyone until they were unconscious, and then walked in confidently.
Upon approaching, He Jiuniang disdainfully fanned the air in front of her nose with her hand, then extinguished the incense burner in the corner.
This smells awful; it will cause discomfort if used for a long time.
However, this is someone else's private pleasure, so she naturally wouldn't meddle. Besides, this is exactly the effect she wanted. In some ways, the old emperor of the Eastern Court is courting death.
He Jiuniang came to the bedside, but instead of looking at the chubby old emperor, she glanced at the beauty in her arms. She was really beautiful, with skin that was so delicate it seemed like it could be broken with a touch, and a suspicious red glow. Because she was young, her face even had a bit of baby fat.
He Jiuniang grimaced as she looked at the girl. This girl didn't even look as old as Lianhua, did she?
I sighed, feeling sorry for women in this era who are powerless to control their own lives.
However, such a thought only lasted for a moment. This old fat man was the emperor, and many women were still willing to submit to him. After all, this was the pinnacle of power.
The beauty's face was so tender and chubby that He Jiuniang couldn't resist pinching it. Oh, so cute! What a lucky bastard!
Thinking about it, she took out a series of things she had prepared and placed them one by one on the small cabinet by the bed. There was a razor that she took directly from her space, as well as rouge, face powder and hair accessories that she bought on the street.
After making the preparations, He Jiuniang rolled up her sleeves and got to work, taking the razor and slicing it across the head of the old emperor of the Eastern Court.
The rest of the head was shaved completely, except for a small tuft on each side of the top of the head. These tufts were then tied up with hair accessories to decorate the area, and the two little buns were done.
Then came the use of rouge and face powder. With a few quick strokes, He Jiuniang transformed the old man into a grotesque figure.
Afraid that the makeup would be rubbed off while he was sleeping, He Jiuniang even rummaged through her space and found a bottle of setting spray, which she then sprayed all over his face.
Seeing him like this, He Jiuniang became very interested. She set out paper and pen and began to draw, capturing his likeness perfectly. After finishing the drawing, she made several copies, then threw the provocative letter she had already written on the bedside table and left briskly.
On the way out of the palace, I casually scattered the few portraits I had just photocopied throughout the palace grounds, placing them in conspicuous spots where they would be hard to miss.
After leaving the palace, He Jiuniang returned to the inn, took out the portrait, made another copy, and then distributed it throughout the streets and alleys. She believed that by tomorrow morning, the beautiful image of the Eastern Emperor would be deeply ingrained in the hearts of every Eastern citizen.
After doing all this, He Jiuniang was finally able to go back to the inn to sleep. She slept for a long time because she had a premonition and wore earplugs. So no matter how noisy it was outside when it was dawn the next day, she was able to continue sleeping until the evening of the second day, which made up for the lack of sleep she hadn't had after traveling for days.
As for the outside world, everyone has gone completely mad.
The old emperor woke up still groggy and unaware of anything when a scream from the eunuch who came in to wake her for court terrified her.
"Outrageous! What are you yelling about so early in the morning? Drag him out..."
"ah!"
The old emperor, with the beauty in his arms, scolded the eunuch. The beauty, who had just been woken up and was still groggy, couldn't help but cry out when she looked up and saw the old emperor's dignified face.
The old emperor: ……
The old emperor showed some patience with his recently favored concubine, suppressing his anger, and asked, "My beloved concubine, what's wrong with you now?"
The beauty was quite frightened, staring blankly at the old emperor's face, and said, "Your Majesty, your face..."
The old emperor then realized something was wrong and ordered someone to bring him a mirror to look at himself. The palace maids and eunuchs who entered were all terrified and knelt on the ground.
The old emperor was even angrier. He got out of bed and kicked away the kneeling palace maids and eunuchs one by one. When he looked in the bronze mirror, he almost fainted from fright.
Because he walked there himself, his two little pigtails swayed back and forth due to inertia, and his messy makeup seriously affected his dignity as an emperor.
He turned to look at everyone in the hall, including the beautiful woman. They had all seen him like this, and they were all doomed.
Seeing the murderous intent in his eyes, the beautiful woman panicked and knelt down to beg for mercy. She was still young and didn't want to die.
The old emperor didn't even ask who did it before ordering the execution of these people. Only the dead can keep rumors to themselves.
Before he could even speak, someone rushed in from outside, saying that something terrible had happened.
The old emperor felt that his imposing appearance was unsuitable for receiving guests and was about to refuse when he heard someone outside say, "Your Majesty, last night a thief broke into the palace and drew a portrait of Your Majesty... and... and posted it extensively inside and outside the palace..."
In reality, none of them were posted; they were just scattered on the ground and even stepped on by many people. However, the person who came to report it still said that they should be posted in order to save face for the old emperor.
The old emperor's anger flared instantly, and he smashed everything he could in the palace.
What kind of person could enter the palace so quietly, humiliate him so much, and even draw a portrait of him and make it public?
This is more painful for him than killing him outright!
He originally thought that he would be fine as long as he killed the people who had seen him, but he didn't expect that so many people knew about him. He couldn't possibly kill them all, nor could he really kill them all.
He went berserk, smashing things in the palace. How can he possibly go out to court in this state?
It's one thing to put on such ugly makeup, but to shave his head is an insult!
Don't let him know who it is, or he'll wipe out his entire family!
"Your Majesty, there is a letter here..."
The kneeling beauty finally discovered the letter left by He Jiu Niang and hurriedly presented it to the old emperor like a precious treasure.
The old emperor opened it and saw the flamboyant handwriting. He couldn't guess whose handwriting it was, but the writer used the script of Bei Yan.
Beiyan!
Just seeing those words made him not want to read any further, but he forced himself to finish reading them, even though he wanted to tear those pages to shreds several times along the way!
In the letter, He Jiuniang gave a general account of the Third Prince's current situation, saying that the Third Prince had been assassinated multiple times, and if it weren't for Bei Yan's protection, the Third Prince would have been dead long ago. Therefore, Dongting owed Bei Yan a huge favor. In addition, Dongting not only detained the envoy, but also sent people to break him out of prison and kidnap Bei Yan's newly appointed Jinshi. Bei Yan, adhering to the principle of giving them a taste of their own medicine, did the same thing as Dongting and chopped off the Third Prince's fingers and fed them to the dogs in the street. Now the Third Prince is in a difficult situation, but Dongting has no intention of getting him back, which is truly despicable.
Although it was unsigned, the old emperor of the Eastern Court knew that it was definitely done by the Northern Yan!
They're causing trouble on his head, it would be impolite of him not to do something about it!
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