After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

After saying this, she lowered her head, looking slightly lost, and slowly turned and left, leaving Shangguan Yi staring at her receding back, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Outside the study, a palace maid who was about to serve tea was suddenly stopped by someone, with a somewhat hurried voice: "Hey, hey, hey, I'm talking about you, where are you going?"

"I am here to add more tea for His Majesty."

The palace maid spoke softly and walked lightly, holding an exquisite blue and white porcelain teapot in her hand, and slowly walked into the imperial study. Her figure cast a long shadow in the candlelight, appearing particularly respectful and cautious.

Eunuch Li, an old but sharp-eyed eunuch chief, glanced at the humble maid, then waved his hand and lowered his voice, as if sharing a secret: "The emperor is very angry, you should be careful, if you anger him, your life will be in danger! The wind direction in the palace is more unpredictable than the weather outside."

There was a hint of helplessness in his tone, mixed with awe of the emperor's power.

Upon hearing this, the maid frowned slightly, with a trace of confusion and worry in her eyes. She asked cautiously, "Eunuch Li, the emperor was fine this morning. What happened? Did something serious happen?"

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, and she was afraid that her curiosity would cause unnecessary trouble.

Upon hearing this, Eunuch Li glared, as if he was dissatisfied with the palace maid's excessive questioning: "How can you and I guess the emperor's mood? Go in quickly, be quick, and stop asking questions!"

There was unquestionable authority in his words.

"Yes."

The palace maid pursed her lips. Although her heart was full of doubts, she dared not say anything more.

She lowered her head and tiptoed into the imperial study, taking every step carefully for fear of disturbing the emperor.

"roll!"

A roar like thunder suddenly sounded, followed by the crisp sound of a teacup shattering to the ground. The sound was deafening and made people tremble with fear, as if even the dust in the air was frightened by this anger.

"Your Majesty, please calm down! Your Majesty, please calm down!"

The palace maid almost crawled out, her face pale, her eyes full of fear, her clothes disheveled, her hair messy, obviously she had been frightened.

Eunuch Li glanced at her, a hint of sympathy flashed in his eyes, but more of it was fear of the imperial power. He said in a deep voice: "I told you not to make the emperor angry. Now you've disturbed him."

There was both blame and helplessness in his tone.

"I didn't do anything!"

The palace maid burst into tears and hurriedly wiped the tears from her face with her hands. Her sobs were intermittent, and she seemed helpless and aggrieved.

"Ugh……"

Eunuch Li sighed, looked at her pitiful appearance, and finally did not blame her any more.

He stretched his neck and peeked into the imperial study, but still could not see Emperor Xiao Yi. Only the mess in the room proved the intensity of the storm just now.

Not only were there broken pieces of teacup on the ground, but even the plates of snacks on the table were not spared. They were overturned by an invisible force and scattered all over the ground.

Xiao Yi sat at the table in the imperial study, his hands clenched into fists, the dim candlelight casting mottled shadows on his angular face. His eyes flashed with anger in the dim light, almost bursting out.

He took countless deep breaths, trying to calm the rage in his heart, but that scene - the scene of Shen Bingning handing the purse to Shangguan Yi, was like a brand, deeply engraved in his mind, lingering and making him unable to let it go.

Originally, he was just tired from reviewing memorials and wanted to go out for some fresh air, but he unexpectedly witnessed that scene on this special day of Chinese Valentine's Day.

Qixi Festival is a day that symbolizes love. Although he never asks about these customs, he knows the special significance of this day for the relationship between men and women.

And Shen Bingning, his queen, actually gave the purse to Shangguan Yi on such a day.

He asked himself, he had already given her the title of Queen, wasn't that enough? Why was she still so greedy to please another man? Recalling how she had massaged his injured leg so gently, he thought it was a manifestation of true repentance, but now it seemed that it was just a compensation out of temporary guilt.

Just as he was immersed in his thoughts, Eunuch Li's voice came from outside the door, with a barely perceptible tremor: "Your Majesty, General Luo is here to discuss military affairs and is waiting in the side hall."

Xiao Yi's body shook slightly, as if he was suddenly pulled back to reality from the abyss of anger. His voice was as cold as the cold water melted from the snowy mountains for thousands of years, penetrating into people's hearts: "Ask him in."

As the door was pushed open, Shangguan Yi stepped into the study. As soon as he entered, he noticed something strange under his feet. He raised his feet and saw porcelain fragments scattered on the ground. He immediately understood what was going on.

He had heard of the emperor's temper before, so he did not dare to delay for even a second. He quickly quickened his pace, walked to the table, bowed, and said respectfully, "Your humble servant greets His Majesty."

Xiao Yi's face returned to its usual calmness, as if nothing had happened before. He said calmly, "General Luo, what can I do for you?"

"It's about the flood in Jiangdong..."

Shangguan Yi began to describe in detail the severe flood situation in Jiangdong area and made a suggestion, "The original manpower is insufficient, please send more help."

Xiao Yi rested his elbows on the table, tapping the tabletop lightly with his slender fingers, and said with a hint of doubt in his voice: "I remember the general once said that only a hundred people were needed. Why is it not enough now?"

Shangguan Yi's face changed slightly, and he replied sternly: "I did underestimate the severity of the flood at first. I didn't expect the continuous heavy rain and the raging water. The original manpower is really unable to cope with it, so I implore the emperor to send more people to solve the urgent problem."

"General Luo, I have been deploying manpower according to your requirements. Now you say it is not enough, which makes me feel quite embarrassed."

Xiao Yi glanced at him nonchalantly, and said with a sharp edge, "So, General Luo acted too rashly."

Shangguan Yi frowned, feeling mixed emotions.

He knew that there were still available manpower in the palace, but the emperor's attitude at the moment clearly showed that he was unwilling to mobilize resources.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. Natural disasters are beyond human control. I did not foresee this result. No matter how Your Majesty punishes me for my dereliction of duty, I only ask that you send reinforcements as soon as possible to reduce the casualties among the people."

His words were extremely sincere, and every word revealed his deep concern for the people affected by the disaster.

However, Xiao Yi's expression was still indifferent. His eyes were as cold as ice as he swept over Shangguan Yi. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "General Luo, you are joking. It's not that I don't want to help you. It's actually because of your dereliction of duty. You should...solve it yourself."

"Your Majesty! This concerns the lives of millions of people! Please think twice!"

Shangguan Yi's voice couldn't help but rise a few notches. He had no intention of engaging in power struggles. As an official, he only wished for peace in the world and well-being for the people.