Quick Transmigration: Hosts, We're Only Responsible for Counterattacking

Chapter 94 Turning the Tables to Become King (7)

Shen Yun is not one to sit idly by and wait for death. Even if he agrees verbally, it is only a temporary act out of necessity.

She hung several durian shells by her bedside.

The kind I just ate.

They change them every day.

Although 2345 couldn't smell it in the system space, it still involuntarily pinched its little nose, its face full of disgust and fear.

I never imagined that the host would use such a method that would kill a thousand enemies but also harm eight hundred of our own.

Shen Yun was also in pain, but after two days, she realized that she was the only one suffering from this method. Although Xia Yuyan looked at her with a sense of grievance, he was only really aggrieved. His eyes were wide open, and although he felt dissatisfied and aggrieved, he still held back.

In the end, she had no choice but to abandon this clever and clever idea.

For the sake of maintaining a semblance of peace, Xia Yuliu casually summoned a dozen or so palace maids to help her with her makeup and hair.

Seeing the thick layer of face powder in the hands of the palace maid closest to her, Shen Yun couldn't help but twitch her lips. It was a wonder that she could find face powder of this quality.

She waved her hand, gave her a deep look, and then slightly curled the corners of her lips, "No need for cosmetics, just do my hair however you like."

Her hair ornaments and clothing were all made in the palace style; while not particularly exquisite, they possessed a certain grandeur.

The original owner's appearance was on the more glamorous side, with slightly upturned eyes, lightly drawn eyebrows, and a touch of rouge, giving her a more dignified air.

Noticing the commotion outside, Shen Yun glanced over indifferently.

The beauty turned her head, every frown and smile captivating the heart.

Despite having seen her many times, Xia Yuliu felt this was the first time he had seen her like this. Everyone who had met Mu Changrao said she was beautiful, but he didn't think so. He was even troubled by her so-called affection. If it weren't for General Weiyuan's power, perhaps he wouldn't have chosen her as his wife in the first place.

However, he now truly understands this to some extent: the more you look at a beautiful woman under the lamplight, the more beautiful she becomes.

Those who could enter the palace as maids were all beauties, or at the very least, pretty girls, but compared to her, they were worlds apart, not even a hair on her head.

Upon seeing this, Xia Yuliu lowered her eyes, and her long-held thoughts suddenly began to waver.

Xia Yuliu's mother was Consort Li. You can tell what kind of person his mother was from her title. When Consort Li was selected for the imperial concubine selection, she was stunningly beautiful and gained favor overnight.

But the emperor's favor is often temporary, and Consort Li was a beauty of unparalleled beauty.
Whether it was a frame-up or the truth, Consort Li ultimately committed suicide by poisoning herself.

Only Xia Yuliu, a pitiful little thing, was left behind.

Therefore, when he saw Mu Changrao, he already harbored thoughts of using her and disliked her appearance, yet he was subconsciously attracted by her beauty.

The number of people attending the banquet was actually quite small, with only one concubine, Mu Changxue. Therefore, in short, Xia Yuliu's actions could be described as a result of being humiliated and enraged.

"It's just an ordinary banquet. Being dignified is enough. Why be so flamboyant?" The cold words came out of her mouth, each word as if mixed with ice shards.

If it were the original owner, she might have become even more withdrawn because of these words, but Shen Yun naturally wouldn't react.

When I love you, I can tolerate whatever you do. But if I no longer love you, then everything you do is wrong.

Without giving any face, she mocked, "If Your Majesty feels that I am not dignified enough, why not let my sister come over? Beauty is something one is born with. No matter what Your Majesty does, whether it is deposing me or something else, I will have no complaints." The palace maids around her were kneeling on the ground, but Shen Yun stood up regardless, slowly walked to his side, smiled suddenly, and took advantage of his stunned moment to accidentally walk over his feet.

"hiss."

"What's wrong?" She looked at him with a surprised and innocent expression.

After scrutinizing her for a long time, Xia Yuliu finally said, "It's nothing."

He squinted slightly, watching the graceful figure gradually disappear into the distance, licked his lips, and suddenly let out a soft hum. So, she was his empress.

Although there were a dozen or twenty concubines in the harem, only Mu Changxue was favored, probably because of true love.

When everyone saw Xia Yuliu arrive with Mu Changrao, they were slightly surprised, but also quite satisfied.

Since the new emperor ascended the throne, everyone has basically reached a consensus that the current empress is not favored. This has little to do with them. They have all seen how much the empress has done for the emperor. Although it is not appropriate for the emperor to neglect the empress, it is better than taking her life directly.

Moreover, the fact that the Empress is no longer in favor might not be a bad thing for their family.

Since the food and wine were served, Shen Yun had been obediently acting as a mascot, watching the beautiful women sing and dance, which was extremely pleasant.

"I heard that you once performed a sword dance in front of the Emperor, which made him fall in love with you at first sight. Is this true?" Mu Changxue curtsied in her direction.

In the dim candlelight, one could vaguely see the smile on her face.

Upon hearing this, Xia Yuliu couldn't help but recall that scene, and his eyes gradually deepened.

"So what if I have it? So what if I don't? I did too many foolish things back then, I can't even remember them anymore."

Upon hearing this, everyone around couldn't help but look up.

Her face was like a peach blossom, her eyes like autumn waves, and her skin like white jade.

She was an absolutely stunning beauty.

I used to think the Empress was just pretty, but now I think what makes her even more outstanding than her looks is her demeanor, which seems to stem from her nobility.

Xia Yuliu's expression changed, and she looked at the person beside her with a dark expression. A foolish thing? She actually said that what she did for him back then was a foolish thing? Doesn't that mean that her feelings for him back then were also a moment of confusion?

Xia Yuliu wanted to find something to refute her, but after carefully considering the changes in her over the past few days, her throat tightened slightly, and her hands and feet involuntarily felt a little cold. It seemed that she really had changed.

"Sister, you really know how to joke." Seeing the man's displeased expression, Mu Changxue's heart tightened. She gritted her teeth and continued, "Why don't you dance for His Majesty again today?"

She was clever in her words, suggesting that she perform the dance for Xia Yuliu, not for the general public.

Upon hearing this, Xia Yuliu, who had been clenching her fingers tightly, breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't think Mu Changxue's actions were difficult; in fact, she thought she had done a good job.

Sword dance... It's been too long... so long... he's almost forgotten what Mu Changrao looked like back then...

Thinking of this, a sense of guilt welled up in my heart for no reason. Looking at the slightly lowered eyelashes of the person next to me, I suddenly felt that she was now my wife, and perhaps I could treat her better.

I have to go to work tomorrow, sob sob sob
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(End of this chapter)