The imperial concubine is charming and charming, and only seeks power and wealth

When we reached Guang'an Temple on foot, it was already getting dark.

The sunset makes people's cheeks rosy, adding a bit of vitality.

Jiang Lingyue raised her eyes and saw the emperor standing by the window, looking at this side.

Liu Rong also saw it. He bowed respectfully and led the eunuchs on his left and right to retreat quietly with great tact.

There were only two people left inside and outside the hall.

Jiang Lingyue stood straight at the bottom of the stairs, feeling isolated and helpless.

But, the person in front of me is the current emperor.

He holds real power and a single word can decide life and death for thousands of people.

Who dares to support her?

"Come in."

The stalemate lasted only a few moments before a clear male voice was heard from the hall.

Jiang Lingyue clenched her fists, slowly stepped onto the stairs, and walked inside.

As soon as she stood still, her knees gave way and she fell to the ground, "Your servant, I pay my respects to Your Majesty."

……

There was dead silence in the hall.

Jiang Lingyue felt a gaze resting on her.

A chill ran down my spine.

She touched her forehead to the ground and didn't dare to look up.

There were dull footsteps approaching this side in my ears.

It didn't stop until it was in front of her.

Jiang Lingyue's body stiffened when she saw the pair of boots embroidered with dragon claws out of the corner of her eye.

His Majesty the Emperor squatted down, stared at the girl crawling on the ground for a long time, and reached out to lift her jaw.

Eyes facing each other.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked in a dull tone, "Want to be a slave?"

Jiang Lingyue nodded softly and was about to speak when the hand under her jaw suddenly applied force, stopping her from finishing her words.

"Are you sure you still want to be a slave?"

"Your Majesty!" Jiang Lingyue's pupils suddenly widened, "This servant is no longer complete..."

"It doesn't matter," the young emperor said with a smile, "a woman's body might be interesting in some ways."

Jiang Lingyue was an unmarried noble lady. Even though she was not welcomed in the Jiang family, no one dared to say such obscene words to her.

Reflecting on the implication of these words, her cheeks flushed red, and she felt both embarrassed and angry.

But I dare not speak out.

Only his eyes revealed a hint of anger.

The emperor watched with great interest for a moment, tightening his grip on her chin as he said, "Have you decided? Will you serve me as a slave or enter my harem?"

In short, no matter what she chose, he had no intention of letting her go.

Jiang Lingyue was silent for a few breaths, then reached out to grasp his boots, pleading with her last shred of hope, "I am still engaged, and cannot, nor do I want to, serve Your Majesty. You are the ruler of the world, and you have all the women you want. Please show some mercy and grant us our happiness."

The attitude is very humble.

His Majesty the Emperor released her chin, grabbed her wrist, pulled her hand away from his boot, pulled her up, and said, "Then be my servant."

Since she likes to call herself a slave, he will just let her be.

This is what Qi Junyi thought at the moment.

He immediately held her in his arms, pushed her against the windowsill, and reached inside her clothes through her collar.

The posture seemed to indicate that he was going to favor her immediately.

Jiang Lingyue was startled, "No!"

His voice changed in a panic.

"What right do I have to say no?"

The hand on her waist gently squeezed, and the gentle monarch, who was praised by the court and the public, became a different person in front of her.

It's terrible.

The corners of his eyes and eyebrows are saying that he is going to bully you.

Don’t you like being a slave?

Thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all grace from the king.

Just accept what you are given.

Jiang Lingyue's eyes turned red with anger, and she no longer cared about seniority or hierarchy, and looked up at him.

Eyes facing each other.

This time, Qi Junyi couldn't help himself and leaned over to kiss her eyes.