Li Song looked in disbelief at his good wife who was trying to kill him.

Lin Zhiyi didn't think there was anything wrong and said blankly: "Did I say something wrong? This is what the storybook says."

The clay figurine also got angry. Li Song was furious: "What did you see?"

"Just do as your wife said. If you can't do it well, you will be beheaded. I'm serious." Duanmu Qi gave a look, and someone took Li Song, who had a grim expression, away.

When Li Song appeared, Prime Minister Xiao Sheng, who had already stood up, sat down again.

Waving the white paper fan, he looked at Lin Zhiyi with a half-smile and said, "Madam, aren't you worried that the champion scholar can't solve it?"

Lin Zhiyi wiped the tears from her eyes and said, "Of course I'm worried, but I believe Li Lang. He will definitely come to pick me up. Where do I live? Do I have any clothes to change into?"

A chubby little maid with a pleasant appearance walked in from outside the door: "My servant Xiaotao, Madam, please follow me."

Lin Zhiyi nodded, stood up and followed him out.

Her long hair fluttered as she turned around, inadvertently revealing a peach blossom mark behind her ear, making her look lifelike.

"stop."

Before Lin Zhiyi turned around, Duanmu Qi held her in his arms. He gathered her long hair to one side with his big hands, stared at the peach blossom mark behind her ear, frowned, and then rubbed it.

Xiao Tao's face changed and she immediately lowered her head and retreated out the door.

Such a sensitive area as the ear was scratched by the fingertips with slightly calloused skin. Lin Zhiyi's face was visibly flushed and her ears were burning.

Duanmu Qi moved his hands and looked down at the person who was pushing him in his arms. He was dazzled by the blushing face and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

"You said Li Song pulled you out of the Qing River, and you have no memory of what happened before?"

Lin Zhiyi nodded: "Yes, I suddenly remembered that my husband said that I can't get close to other men. Your Majesty, please let go!"

"Are you ordering me?" The hand that was restraining her waist tightened, and Lin Zhiyi cried out in pain.

The corners of her eyes, which had just been wiped dry, became wet again, and the red marks at the end were really burning. Her delicate appearance made people feel pity for her, but it was more of a bad nature that seduced men.

He unconsciously increased the strength of his hands, wishing he could break the slender waist that he could hold with his hands.

But Lin Zhiyi refused to let the tears fall. With that clear spring in her eyes, she stared at Mo Mou stubbornly without any sign of retreat.

This made Duanmu Qi more upset than crying. His stern face was filled with amusement, as if he was waiting for a plea for mercy.

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere was already wrong.

Xiao Sheng, who was watching everything, stared at the hand that was almost sunk into her waist, then stepped forward as if not noticing anything and said, "Your Majesty, it's time to return to the palace. The Imperial Concubine must be waiting anxiously."

Duanmu Qi's eyes dimmed slightly. He let go of Lin Zhiyi, looked at her deeply, then turned and left with his hands behind his back.

Xiao Sheng followed behind him and glanced at the troublesome face again, with a subtle premonition...

After the nobles left, Xiao Tao hurried in and supported Lin Zhiyi: "Madam, are you okay? Let's go back to the room and check."

In the room, Xiao Tao was helping Lin Zhiyi bathe. She stared at the handprint on her slender waist and hissed, "Madam, it hurts. Your Majesty was too harsh. I'll apply some medicine and massage it on you later."

Lin Zhiyi stepped into the water, the bright petals covered up her spring beauty, and she casually said "hmm".

Xiao Tao swallowed a few times. Being a maid was pure torture. As the secret guard of the emperor, she knew all the concubines in the palace well, but which one could match her figure... She was a complete enchantress.

No wonder His Majesty couldn't help himself...

Tsk tsk, a person like this is not something that that damn top scholar can get his hands on. I'm afraid... he doesn't have much time left.

Some women are married to serve their parents-in-law, some are married to take care of their husbands and children, and some... are brought to harm their own lives!

Xiao Tao rubbed Lin Zhiyi's back with a blush on her face, while countless thoughts were running through her mind.

Lin Zhiyi closed her eyes comfortably, thinking about the plot of the novel.

The reason why the female supporting characters have so few roles is because there is no female protagonist in this novel at all. It is entirely a political and political story about the male protagonist alone.

The male protagonist's conspiracy is not bad and has a large readership, but this time Lin Zhiyi immediately found the reason for its unpopularity.

This is a fucking romance track, and you're trying to scheme for power?

If this world doesn't collapse, something weird will happen.

She is the awakened consciousness of the female supporting character in the romance novel!

The male protagonist is the emperor, who is the absolute number one in ancient times. She wants to stir up the plot and live a good life. This male protagonist... is indispensable,

Tsk, just wait and see, there’s no rush.

"Xiao Tao, I usually stay at home and can't go out. Can you tell me about what's happening in the capital?"

"Okay, what would you like to hear, ma'am?"

The master and servant chatted, and the emperor on his way back to the palace also gave instructions: "Find out her identity. The King of Yue has been looking for a stunning woman with a peach blossom mark behind her ear. It should be Lin Zhiyi."

The Prime Minister was slightly surprised: "Who does the King of Yue want?"

Duanmu Qi narrowed his eyes. "It was a year ago that I received this news, and she was rescued a year ago. The timing matches. The King of Yue secretly mobilized his troops. This woman must be of great use."

Xiao Sheng paused, pondering for a moment before saying, "When Your Majesty ascended the throne a year ago, you orchestrated numerous schemes to create a standoff between the King of Yue in Yongzhou and Southern Xinjiang. Who could have imagined that in just a year, Southern Xinjiang would actually be siding with the King of Yue!"

"This will be a great help to the King of Yue, who already holds military power. Lin Zhiyi's appearance is too outstanding. Perhaps she is not from Dayao. Could it be..."

"Investigate, and dig deep!"

"The minister obeys the order."

I had just changed into the dragon robe and returned to the imperial study when a fragrant breeze that made me feel irritated swept over me.

Imperial Concubine Zhao Rong rushed over with a smile on her face: "Your Majesty, where have you been? I have been waiting for you for a long time. Would you like to have a drink with me tonight?"

Duanmu Qi had a blank expression on his face: "You go back to the palace first. I will take care of the government affairs and then go to the Moon Palace."

Zhao Rong smiled brightly: "Then I will go back and wait for Your Majesty."

After the people left, the eunuch Le Xi took a quick look at the emperor's face, and quickly ordered someone to light the incense burner for clearing the mind. He served respectfully, slowed down his breathing, and observed the emperor's needs at any time.

The sky gradually darkened and the candlelight danced mischievously.

He opened the memorials one by one, annotated them, and put them aside until the last one was neatly laid out.

The emperor stood up wearily, wanting to close his eyes and rest, but as if remembering something, his brows furrowed in a cold expression. He stood up and said, "Go to the Moon Palace."

Le Xi shouted loudly: "Go to the Moon Palace!"

The imperial concubine's bedroom.

Zhao Rong, who was also considered a beauty, had her clothes half-undressed and was leaning against the emperor's shoulder, her face full of charm: "Your Majesty, I have been waiting for you for a long time today and I am very sleepy. Please be gentle..."

Before he could finish his words, Duanmu Qi had already pushed the person away and stood up, saying, "If your concubine is tired, go to bed early. I still have government affairs to deal with."

Zhao Rong was dumbfounded. That wasn't what she meant.

Wearing a dragon robe and wandering around the palace in the silent night, Duanmu Qi's mind flashed through a face that was not charming but charming. When he looked at him, he was about to cry...

Duanmu Qi paused and frowned. What was he doing? Coveting the wife of a minister?

Oh, sitting in this position, many things cannot be controlled by emotions, and beauty is a killing weapon, so if anyone gets in the way, I will kill them all!

His eyes turned cold again and he left with heavy steps.

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