As night fell, Tan Yonglin stepped forward cautiously and asked, "Your Majesty, where shall we be settled tonight?"
Jiang Wang, somewhat annoyed, slammed the jade-handled wolf-hair brush on the table, making the surface tremble. He said nothing and headed towards the Hehuan Palace.
Since it is the Hehuan Palace, there is no need to take a sedan chair or palanquin to get there quickly. However, every time His Majesty goes to the Hehuan Palace to see Consort Ming, he always travels by palanquin. Today, however, he is walking slowly, without any of the previous urgency.
Tan Yonglin couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Why was His Majesty doing this? He was tormenting both the Empress and himself, causing them both distress and preventing them from finding peace!
But many things cannot be explained in just a few words. He, a eunuch, did not know much about the love between men and women, but he could still see some profound and unfathomable aspects of it from the sidelines.
In the Hehuan Palace, the maid serving Wenxin was Tan'er, who had previously served Shen Mingzhuang but had not gone to the North Garden this time and had stayed in the Hehuan Palace to take care of the palace affairs.
Tan'er stood quietly to the side with her head down. She never imagined that one day this maid who had served in the Hehuan Palace would succeed Consort Ming as the new mistress here, and that she would have to serve this maid after serving the mistress.
Thinking about these things, Tan'er felt that the waters in the palace were unfathomable, and that a huge wave could suddenly surge up at any time, leaving you overwhelmed and unable to defend yourself!
The night was growing darker outside. If His Majesty didn't come soon, he probably wouldn't come at all. If Consort Shu was still serving him today, it would be clear that she had truly won His Majesty's heart and become the second favorite. But if His Majesty didn't come, it would be clear that Consort Shu was nothing special, just like Consort Song before her. Her so-called favorite was nothing more than a flash in the pan.
As the water clock was about to run out, Tan'er lowered her head and quietly yawned. She quickly glanced at Consort Shu. Wenxin noticed Tan'er's gaze and smiled kindly at her: "If you are sleepy, go and rest. I'll sit for a while longer."
Today, after she stormed into the palace, this was still considered a sentence spoken to her.
Hearing these gentle words, Tan'er felt a chill in her heart. She felt as if the person in front of her was a wolf in sheep's clothing, and if she let her guard down, she would be devoured without a trace.
She had thought Wenxin was slow-witted, but she was surprised to find that she was so perceptive and observant. She was standing behind her and even a yawn was noticed... This person is truly unfathomable!
Thinking about it, I still think Consort Ming is the best. She is quite gentle with the servants. Although she has to follow the rules, she is very protective of them. I think Consort Ming must be feeling very sad now because she was betrayed by the people around her. It's just a pity that I can't help her.
Just then, a shrill, hoarse voice rang out from outside: "The Emperor has arrived!"
Wenxin's hopeless expression suddenly brightened. She nervously clasped her hands together, thinking of getting up but worried that she might make a mess if she was too hasty. However, remaining still would seem like she was being disrespectful to the Emperor. After thinking for a moment, she stood up and took two steps forward.
Jiang Wang walked in and waved his hand, ordering everyone in the room to leave.
The servants inside immediately retreated like a tide, and Wenxin blushed and whispered, "Your Majesty."
She smiled with pursed lips and lowered her eyes, looking shy and charming, like a rose with morning dew, infinitely delicate and shy.
"roll."
Jiang Wang coldly uttered a single word, and Wen Xin froze. A few days ago, she thought that His Majesty had not yet gotten over Shen Mingzhuang, so she did nothing to him. Now that His Majesty came late at night, why did he still do nothing?
Thinking of how she had risked her life to gain her current wealth and status, Liu Wenxin gritted her teeth, mustered her courage, and knelt beside the emperor. She lay limply on Jiang Wang's lap, her hands gradually encircling the jade belt around his waist.
"Your Majesty, please allow me to assist you to bed."
Liu Wenxin raised her eyes, her gaze filled with tears, her eyes brimming with a captivating charm. Her voice seemed to melt one's bones. Jiang Wang was momentarily stunned, then his expression darkened, all gentleness gone. He stared coldly at the woman before him, who was begging to serve him in bed, and slowly opened his lips, "Then I will grant your wish."
Liu Wenxin was secretly delighted. Just as she was about to continue untying the jade belt, a black boot embroidered with a golden dragon kicked her in the stomach.
Liu Wenxin clutched her stomach, her brows furrowed. She couldn't believe that the usually gentle Emperor could have such a face. At this moment, his face was dark and he looked like he wanted to devour someone. He was completely different from the gentle Emperor in front of Shen Mingzhuang!
"Your Majesty..." she pleaded softly as she watched the emperor approach step by step, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was ignorant of my place."
She was enveloped by that powerful aura and couldn't help but retreat. There was nowhere left to retreat behind her. As Jiang Wang got closer and closer, her heart sank and regret gradually spread throughout her body.
"Chengfeng." Jiang Wang spoke coldly, and in an instant, a man in black appeared in front of Jiang Wang, kneeling on the ground to await orders.
Jiang Wang smiled sinisterly, the gloom in his eyes like dark clouds pressing down on a stormy night. "Your Highness, Consort Shu, we're waiting for you. Don't disappoint me."
After Jiang Wang finished speaking, he turned and walked out, while Liu Wenxin looked as if she had seen something unbelievable, her mouth agape as if she could swallow an egg...
Half an hour later, Liu Wenxin dressed like a puppet. Looking at the messy carpet, humiliation gradually surfaced in her heart!
The Emperor dared to treat her like this... Liu Wenxin gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with undisguised hatred, while Chengfeng, who had already finished, was refreshed and disappeared without a trace.
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