The First Tyrant of Daxia

The blood in the Weiyang Palace had not yet dried when a sudden change occurred in Xiliang, which to a certain extent covered up the turmoil of the royal family's infighting.

At midnight.

Qin Yun asked the Jinyiwei to go to Beimo with his handwritten letter.

Then, he walked slowly on the snow and came to Qianfu Palace.

It's cold and deserted here, with snow piling up, and it even feels like a cold palace.

Dou Ji was already a noble concubine, but her status was sensitive and few people came in and out.

Pushing open the vermilion door, he sniffed and smelled the scent of burning paper money.

At the notice of the palace maid, Dou Ji ran out of the palace in a panic, with tears between her eyebrows and a hint of panic.

He bowed to Qin Yun and said, "Your Majesty."

"Yes." Qin Yun nodded and glanced at her. She had lost a lot of weight and was wearing a thick palace robe, but it couldn't hide her curvy figure.

The lines are beautiful and there is no distortion at all.

Even though she is nearly 40 years old, she is still beautiful and well-maintained.

"I haven't visited you for a long time. I don't know how you are living in Qianfu Palace. If you are not used to it, you can change to another palace."

Dou Ji lowered her eyebrows and eyes and said softly, "No, it's fine. Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."

Qin Yun strode into the palace.

Dou Ji hurriedly followed. She estimated that Qin Yun would not leave tonight, so she dispersed the palace maids around to avoid embarrassment.

After entering the palace, Qin Yun keenly discovered that there was an iron basin in the corner with unburned paper money in it. Needless to say, it was also used to commemorate Old Nine.

When Dou Ji saw this, her heart was lifted up.

Her jade hands trembled slightly, and there was a sense of awe from the heart on her noble face.

She was afraid that Qin Yun would get angry and banish her to the cold palace, and vent his anger on the fifth and eighth brothers, or the Dou family.

She has not been living a peaceful life these days, fearing that Qin Yun will go back on his word.

But Qin Yun just took a look and didn't pay too much attention to it. He walked towards the inner palace.

Dou Jisong let out a sigh of relief, and her charming face seemed to be reborn.

"Why did your hair grow back so quickly?" Qin Yun asked puzzledly, sitting down on Dou Ji's soft bed.

This former concubine dowager, now imperial concubine, had no objection at all.

"Your Majesty said that he didn't like my gray hair, so I thought of a way to ask the imperial physician to dye it black." Dou Ji whispered like an obedient young wife.

The contrast is simply shocking!

Who could have imagined that she used to be extremely noble and secretly planned the style of the imperial concubine?

Qin Yun was very satisfied.

He said, "I forgot to inform you a few days ago. I have already ordered that the Fifth and Eighth Princes be imprisoned and made idle princes. I will no longer hold them accountable."

"As for the Dou family, their real power has been reduced, but they still enjoy aristocratic privileges."

Dou Ji raised her head, a hint of complexity reflected in her beautiful eyes.

She was grateful but also a little sad. After all, the Dou family had suffered a great misfortune this time and all their real power had been taken away.

"Why, are you dissatisfied with my handling of the matter?" Qin Yun raised his eyebrows.

Dou Ji immediately knelt down and shook her head, saying, "Your Majesty, I dare not."

"I am just a little dazed. In the blink of an eye, everything has changed. Your Majesty is no longer the same as before, and the court is no longer the same as before."

Qin Yun grinned and started joking.

"Not only that, Concubine Dou has also become my woman."

Dou Jiyu's face turned red. It would be a lie to say that she was not ashamed. After all, they were her elders.

But her heart, which had been dormant for many years, suddenly began to beat. She somehow began to like this identity and was not averse to it at all.

The night is just right.

The stoves in the palace were burning hot, and the phoenix bed was filled with an intoxicating fragrance.

At this moment, Qin Yun began to have evil thoughts.

She didn't want to struggle, she wanted Qin Yun's favor!

But next second.

The ambiguous atmosphere suddenly ended.

Qin Yun exhaled a puff of white mist and loosened the quilt that he had been holding tightly.

"I see that you are in good condition, so I will not bother you any more. Stay well in Qianfu Palace and don't cause any trouble. I am very busy these days, so I will leave first."

After saying that, he stood up.

Dou Ji's eyes revealed a moment of disappointment, but also a hint of relief.

I want to get close, but I also want to escape.

But then she stood up, struggled and shouted, "Your Majesty."

"No matter how busy you are, you still need to sleep, right?"

Qin Yun turned around quickly, feeling excited. What the hell, is Dou Ji going to offer herself?

Dou Ji's face was burning, her eyes were evasive, and she kept silent: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, is there something on my face?"

"No, I was just an accident." Qin Yun said with a smile.

Dou Ji explained again, but she was also deceiving herself.

"A few days ago, Concubine Shu announced to the harem that you must serve your Majesty well when he comes. She said that you have been in a bad mood recently, and if she makes you uncomfortable, she will deal with it impartially."

"Your Majesty..."

She hadn't finished her words yet.

Qin Yun rushed over like a wolf and knocked her down in front of her panicked eyes!