The Cold-blooded Emperor's Vengeful Concubine

"Where is the emperor?" Yun Jingman spoke softly, the mockery on the corner of her mouth still so dazzling. What she hated most was the feudal and hierarchical royal system. But now, she used such an unequal class system to oppress others. Has she been in this world for too long and forgotten the belief that all people are born equal?

Yun Jingman, ah Yun Jingman, it turns out you are just like this.

"Replying to... Her Majesty, the Emperor is still in the imperial study discussing state affairs with the ministers. The Emperor said that Her Majesty should go to bed first." The maid repeated to Yun Jingman the words the Emperor had taught her.

Oh, men are still lustful. How can I, who is so unbearable in the rumors, expect to be loved by others? She still can't escape the fate of exchanging political interests. It's either him or him. Since it's all a political transaction, then it doesn't matter who I marry.

Originally, I had hoped that he might be different, but it turned out that he was just like that, just like that...

"Ning'er, stay. Everyone else, go down. I need to take a rest." My heart, which had been full of excitement and anticipation for more than a month, now felt as lifeless as Yan'er's flower. I suddenly felt very tired.

"Yes." All the maids and bridesmaids in the room left in a hurry as if they had been pardoned. They had been standing for the whole day and felt very hungry.

The night was still the same night, with stars twinkling and the full moon hanging high. But my heart no longer looked forward to it...

On a night like this, there is no longer any capital for intoxication.

The protagonist, who had made Yun Jingman wait for a whole day, was now sitting in the imperial study, holding a crystal clear black jade chess piece in his hand, playing with it non-stop, staring intently at the chessboard, playing chess alone.

"If you don't like her, why do you marry her? Is it fun?" A deep male voice suddenly came from behind.

"It's fun, why isn't it fun?" Baili Haoxuan's voice was charming and magnetic, with a wicked tone.

"What's so fun about this?" The man sitting next to him said with a puzzled tone, with his back to Baili Haoxuan.

"It's fun everywhere." Baili Haoxuan was still concentrating on the chess game, his words were a bit frivolous and a little serious.

"I hope you don't play with fire. You have to know that she is..."

"Shut up, of course I know it very well!" The sudden sharp words decisively interrupted the man's words that were about to come out, words he didn't want to hear.

I squeezed the chess piece with my hand...

She was just a chess piece in his hands...

The sun has not yet risen, before dawn, the darkest moment, heralding the darkest power of the day, waiting for the dawn sunlight to break through the earth and illuminate all things.

So at this time everyone is still sleeping soundly in a sweet dream.

But the newly-married Yun Jingman did not sleep the whole night. It was unknown whether she was used to her bed or she was not accustomed to it. In any case, she tossed and turned the whole night and could not fall asleep.

Although I felt very tired, I just didn't want to close my eyes. I stared at the fiery red top of the bed curtain. The big red candles with dragon and phoenix patterns were still crackling. The whole room was filled with red light and a festive atmosphere.

Look at the hundred children's tent and the hundred children's quilt. The one hundred lifelike and vivid expressions embroidered on them are all fat little boys, each of them looks pleasing and smiling, implying many children, grandchildren and blessings.

At the head of the bed hangs a red satin bed curtain embroidered with a dragon and a phoenix, one dragon and one phoenix, loving and entangled tightly, symbolizing the deep love between the emperor and the empress and their lifelong love.

The two loving mandarin ducks playing in the water on the back of the pillow symbolize being in pairs and accompanying each other for a lifetime.

The room was filled with mandarin ducks, dragons and phoenixes, and pictures of hundreds of children. They were supposed to be symbols of sweetness and happiness, but in Yun Jingman's eyes, they were all subtle and cruel mockery, mocking the wedding that was the most important thing in a woman's life. On the wedding night, her husband didn't even worship heaven and earth with her, let alone have a bridal chamber...

I can't help but think of the night when I was alone at the wedding that should have belonged to "them"...

All the bridesmaids and maids in the room left one by one. In the huge bedroom, only Yun Jingman, who was sitting on the new bed, and Ning'er, who was looking at Yun Jingman with a complicated expression, were left.

The entire bedroom (2) seemed unusually quiet, with only the sounds of the pair of huge red dragon and phoenix candles "squeaking" and "crackling" as they burned. Yun Jingman pulled off her red veil, a self-deprecating smile hanging on her lips as she said sarcastically, "Actually, I should have thought of this earlier."

I should have thought that this was just another political marriage, just another exchange of interests, and just another transaction that had nothing to do with love.

"Princess..." Ning'er had been staring at Yun Jingman, taking in her expression at the moment. A hint of loss, a hint of helplessness, and a hint of resignation all spread across her pretty face.

Yun Jingman ignored Ning'er, lifted up her floor-length skirt and walked straight forward, casually tossing the big red veil in her hand, and the big red veil fluttered down and slowly landed on the floor.

Step by step, he walked extremely hard and extremely slowly.

Coming to the table filled with all kinds of food, looking at the four boxes filled with red and solid dates, plump peanuts, round longans, and red melon seeds, it means the birth of a son soon.

A white jade wine pot with a double happiness character on it, two small wine glasses standing quietly next to it, and a bowl of red bean glutinous rice ball soup that symbolizes sweetness.

Yun Jingman took a deep glance, lifted the beaded pendant under the phoenix crown, took the white jade wine pot with double happiness characters on it with her bare hands, picked up the handle of the wine pot with her right hand, gently lifted the bottom of the wine pot with her left hand, and elegantly poured wine into the two wine glasses.

He picked up the two wine glasses filled with wine, held one glass in each hand, tilted his head back, and drank the glass heroically, then tilted his head back again and drank another glass happily.

The pungent liquor burned his throat, and Yun Jingman coughed “(3) cough… cough…” It was burning so painfully.

She raised her delicate hand to wipe the wine drops on her lips, picked up the bowl of sweet soup, scooped a bowl of red bean glutinous rice balls sweet soup, and smiled as she ate up the small bowl of sweet soup.

Putting down the small bowl, he smiled at Ning'er and said, "I will help him take off the big red veil; I will drink the couple's wedding cup for him; let me eat the sweetness for him; let me blow out the dragon and phoenix red candles for him."

"This wedding is also completed. From now on, he, Emperor Xuanhui, is my, Sang Yu Hanyan's husband, my, Sang Yu Hanyan's, Emperor of Heaven, and my, Sang Yu Hanyan's master, and we will be inseparable from life and death." After making some bold statements, his eyes became slightly moist, and he gently raised his head, suppressing the urge to cry.

"Ning'er, go down. I want to rest." She turned around, put on her heavy and complicated wedding dress, climbed onto the new bed, and even did not take off her shoes. She pulled over the big red wedding quilt, covered herself with it, and covered her head as well. The weather in March should be warm.

But at this moment, she felt cold. Was it her heart or her feelings?

Only when I was sure that I was isolated from the outside world did I feel relieved and let the tears accumulated in my eyes flow freely...