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

"Now I am regarded as a tyrant by the world. Even if everyone knows of your return, your life will still be in danger if I wish."

Shen Bingning clenched her fists and looked at him. She knew that her little tricks could not stop Xiao Yi's murderous intent.

But strangely, after hearing this, she felt less frightened.

If he specifically warned her, it meant that he would not do anything to her in the short term.

She took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice:

"What do you want?"

"You'll understand soon enough, but until then..."

Xiao Yi tilted his head slightly, and gently lifted her chin with his slender fingers. A hint of subtle ambiguity appeared in his cold eyes:

"You have to please me, sister."

The corners of Shen Bingning's lips trembled slightly. From his eyes, she saw the persistence of a hunter watching his prey.

But she didn't have time to think about it at the moment. Fortunately, Xiao Yi did not continue to put pressure on her. Instead, he called a maid to help her change clothes, and he went to handle government affairs.

According to the maid, Xiao Yi has ordered a grand banquet to be held three days later, when she will appear in front of everyone in her glorious capacity as Queen Hejia.

Such a grand ceremony undoubtedly announced to everyone her return and the restoration of her status.

No matter what, she was once a noble queen and could not bring disgrace to the royal family.

But she was confused as to why Xiao Yi, whom she hated so much, would make such a big fuss about it.

What exactly is he planning?

"Your Majesty is just as the rumors say, the most beautiful among all the ladies."

The maid couldn't help but admire her as she fixed the last strand of her hair.

Shen Bingning raised her eyebrows and looked at the little maid who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old. She had not yet fully grown up but already looked pretty and smart, with almond-shaped eyes that were shy yet clever.

"what's your name?"

"My name is Lu Zhong."

Lu Zhong responded quickly.

"I feel that I have a good relationship with you. From now on, you will serve me."

Shen Bingning smiled slightly, thinking about every next step in her mind.

The people serving beside me had been replaced a long time ago. This girl is smart and clever, so I think she is suitable to be my companion.

When the good news reached his ears, Lu Zhong was overjoyed. He knelt down and responded crisply:

"Thank you for your kindness, Master!"

"Hey, um... Your Majesty, um, did Your Majesty mention where I should live?"

Shen Bingning changed her words in time.

I was used to calling Xiao Yi by his name before, but now that he’s been called the Emperor, it feels a bit awkward.

"My Lord, the Emperor has arranged for you to stay at Liufang Garden."

"That's great, Luzhong, let's go."

When talking about Liufang Garden, Shen Bingning felt suddenly brightened.

It was her cozy little home when she first arrived and her relationship with Xiao Yi warmed up.

At that time, Xiao Yi was still the fourth prince whose father did not love him and whose mother died young. The courtyard was cold and deserted, with only the two of them supporting each other.

Although life is poor, it is peaceful and comfortable.

Returning to the old place, Shen Bingning slumped in the chair, exhausted and finally finding a place to rest.

"Luzhong, find me something to eat."

"As ordered!"

Watching the dew seeds go away, Shen Bingning stretched her waist and leaned over the table in a daze. The little clay figurines on the table were still neatly arranged, but their positions were slightly different from what she remembered.

Xiao Yi probably noticed the changes in the clay figure and then noticed the secret behind the partition.

She sighed softly. After all these years, his insightful personality remained unchanged.

My eyelids became heavier and heavier, my consciousness gradually blurred, and finally I fell into a deep sleep.

"elder sister!"

The clear yet childish call penetrated the dream.

Shen Bingning looked back suddenly and saw a pure white figure floating towards her like the first snow in winter.

Her eyes widened. The person standing in front of her was actually the young Xiao Yi.

Walking against the light, he stood tall and straight, wearing a round-necked white robe with the sun, moon and stars embroidered on his chest. His black hair was tied up with a silver hair crown, and two strands of light-colored hairbands danced in the wind, looking very heroic.

He stood in the light, his eyes clear and transparent, reflecting her shadow.

It's just a dream.

Shen Bingning came to her senses and realized that this overly beautiful and unreal feeling could only belong to a dream.

"Sister, why are you dazed?"

Xiao Yi leaned forward, his eyes like the brightest stars in the night sky.

She calmed down and asked with a smile:

"Nothing, you need me for something?"

"I helped my brother control the flood in Yazhou, and my father rewarded me..."

Xiao Yi smiled shyly, his eyes dodging, his fair cheeks flushed slightly, his hands groped in his arms for a while, and finally took out an exquisite brocade box:

"This is for you."

Shen Bingning took it, and a pair of gold-threaded jade earrings lay quietly inside.

This pair of earrings was a token of Xiao Yi's love for her. A man giving earrings as a gift has special meaning.

In the past, she pretended not to understand and accepted the earrings to confirm Xiao Yi's feelings. However, in the days that followed, she deliberately wore the jade earrings given by the prince to provoke him, and even threw away and trampled on the earrings in front of him.

Facing the expectant eyes of the young man Xiao Yi, Shen Bingning couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart.

"What beautiful earrings. I'll take them."

She put the earrings on gently.

"Sister, why bother being polite with me?"

Xiao Yi stared at her deeply, his cheeks reddening, as if he was confiding in her, or talking to himself:

"As long as you... don't leave me."

"My queen! Wake up!"

A clear call penetrated Shen Bingning's dream. She opened her eyes confusedly and saw an anxious face in front of her.

"What's the matter?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.

Lu Zhong pursed her lips, and suddenly fell to the ground, tears welling up in her eyes:

"Those people in the imperial kitchen are too much. They insisted that the meals every day were prepared based on the number of people. They didn't expect that you would suddenly come back, so they could only let you make do with some porridge!"

Only then did Shen Bingning notice the bowl of "porridge" on the table that could reflect one's reflection, and her heart sank.

The imperial kitchen has never been short of anything. It was obvious that someone did it on purpose. There was no need to guess that it was Xiao Yi's instruction.

"I'll tell the higher-ups to teach those cooks a lesson!"

"Forget it, they also live by the mood of others."

Shen Bingning waved her hands. Lu Zhong was still young and didn't understand the ways of the world. She said angrily:

"But your majesty is of noble status, how can you accept such an insult?"

"Whether it is noble or not is just a matter of a word from the emperor."

Shen Bingning scooped up the porridge, and a few grains of rice were floating alone.

Does Xiao Yi want to starve her to death?

Lu Zhong pouted and swallowed the words back.

Shen Bingning reluctantly took a few bites; it was as bland as water and did not satisfy her hunger at all.

Tolerate!

For the sake of the goal, you must endure!

She warned herself this and forced herself to swallow a few mouthfuls of porridge.

Miserable.

The irritability in her heart became more and more intense. Shen Bingning stirred the porridge, and her long-suppressed temper was about to break out.

Can you win favor by keeping silent?

Obviously not.

If this is the case, why should we endure it any longer?

"Oh!"

He slammed his fist on the table.

"Madam, you...?"

Lu Zhong jumped up in surprise.

"Let's go to the imperial kitchen!"

Shen Bingning lifted her skirt and strode straight to the imperial kitchen.

It was already past lunch and the imperial kitchen was much emptier. The cooks were resting on the side and the table was filled with all kinds of delicious dishes.

Shen Bingning suddenly rushed in, scaring the cooks so much that they stood up suddenly. When they saw who was coming, they looked at each other in surprise.

Lu Zhong rushed forward and shouted:

"How dare you! Why don't you kneel down before Queen Hejia?"