Jinwei joins hands in rebirth: villains can also eat at the table

"I feel sorry for Your Majesty, can't you hear that? I finally came out of Yikun Palace and hurried to see you, only to hear you make fun of me. I am useless. Your Majesty, please invite other concubines. After all, my standards are low and I have never been pleasing. I am not worthy of Your Majesty's eyes."

After she finished speaking, she pretended to be angry, stood up and turned to leave.

The emperor subconsciously stopped her and pulled her onto his lap with his hands wrapped like pig's trotters, holding her tightly in his arms: "I can't even say a few words to you, your temper is really getting worse."

"Your Majesty has said that I am useless and have a bad temper. Previously, Your Majesty clearly praised me for being gentle, respectful, frugal, and considerate. The words in the book were right. You men are really like that. You can't trust a single word you say."

"I am the Son of Heaven. When have I ever told a lie?"

"Then Your Majesty is saying that I am really useless and have a bad temper?" Yan Wan was very angry at what he said. She struggled twice but failed to break free, so she had to turn her head away and refused to look at him again.

The emperor was momentarily confused by her and laughed, shaking his head. "You! I don't know where you learned such sharp words. I can't argue with you. Okay, stop making trouble and stay with me for a while."

He was truly exhausted from what happened today.

He truly doted on Jin for a period of time, otherwise he would not have allowed her to give birth to so many children.

Although his feelings for her were weak now, the feeling of being abandoned by the person beside him was really hard. On the one hand, it hurt his reputation as the emperor, and on the other hand, he was really lonely in his heart.

Although he is the emperor, how many people around him can treat him sincerely?

He had lived in the palace since childhood, and had heard so much flattery that he could no longer distinguish truth from lies, and gradually lost the ability to distinguish between falsehood and sincerity. His understanding of others was blurred, and over time, he only wanted to hear what he wanted to hear.

Perhaps all emperors are like this. After holding power for too long, they only want to believe in appearances and are too lazy to understand people's hearts.

Jin Yuyan had been lying dormant by his side for more than twenty years, holding the position of imperial concubine, just for the sake of her mother's family and her lover. This was truly horrifying, and made him feel ridiculous.

Seeing this, Yan Wan sighed softly, put her arms around his neck, and whispered softly, "I don't know what others think, but ever since the Emperor saved me from dire straits in the Imperial Garden, I have decided in my heart that I will follow the Emperor for the rest of my life."

Follow the emperor's power for the rest of your life.

Yan Wan silently completed the words she hadn't said in her heart, and her eyes were full of frankness when she looked at the emperor.

"I know that Your Majesty will not believe this statement lightly. A journey of a thousand miles tests a horse's strength, and time reveals a person's true character. I will prove to Your Majesty that what I say is true."

Yan Wan knew he wouldn't believe her. After all, the emperor had his own agenda. It didn't matter; it was just mutual deception. She was used to it. The emperor had been emperor for so long that he naturally understood the principle that profits come when they come, and they disperse when they go.

The emperor didn't know what to say for a moment. After hearing her heartfelt words, he felt his heart warm up, and a warm current flowed out from his chest, filling every corner of his body.

He was quite moved and replied seriously, "My Concubine Ling is indeed as worthy of her title. Since you are so confident, I will give you enough time to prove yourself."

Yan Wan gave him a shy smile and didn't reply. Instead, she asked him with concern, "The Emperor went to the Empress's residence right after the court session. I guess he hasn't had his meal yet? I brought some soup with me. Why don't you eat some while the meal is being served?"

It was already past lunch time, so even if the imperial kitchen was waiting, it would still take some time.

She was always so considerate. The emperor sighed in his heart and readily agreed: "Okay, pass it in."

"Come in quickly!"

Yan Wan called out to the door, then stood up and led the Emperor towards the dining area, clearing the mess so that the palace maids in the Hall of Mental Cultivation could clean it up.

Li Yu and his companions had been paying attention to the movements inside. Jinzhong had always had sharp ears, and when he heard that he was being called, he was the first to go in with the food box.

The emperor had been so angry that he didn't dare to say anything. He just lowered his head, served the soup delicately, and handed it to Yan Wan. Their eyes met briefly, and Jinzhong hurriedly withdrew his gaze and quietly withdrew.

"Your Majesty's hand is injured, I will feed him."

Yan Wan blew on the soup slightly, and only handed it to the emperor when she felt it was ready to eat.

In the dead of winter, in order to prevent the soup from getting cold before it reached the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the palace servants would place a porcelain pot filled with hot water under the soup to keep it warm.

This is more than ten times heavier than an ordinary lunch box. It was hard for Jinzhong to carry such a heavy lunch box all the way.

The emperor lowered his head and took a sip of his soup. Seeing her in a daze, he frowned slightly and said, "Why are you in a daze?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I was thinking that we should ask an imperial physician to come and see Your Majesty. I was really frightened today. Please send for the imperial physician later, otherwise I will always feel uneasy."

Unexpectedly, she was distracted for a moment and he noticed it. Yan Wan made up an excuse to deal with it.

The emperor shook his head after hearing this: "Today's scene has been awful. I don't feel like seeing outsiders. I'll just take a short nap. You should stay with me. I don't want to be alone."

He is so concerned about his reputation that he doesn't want to see any outsiders.

"Okay, then it's all up to the Emperor."

Anyway, it was just an excuse to brush him off, so since he didn't want to, Yan Wan just let him do it.

After lunch, the emperor lay down on a small couch for a nap. Perhaps he had a headache, so he called Jinzhong in to massage his forehead.

Yanwan sat aside and read quietly.

Somehow, Jinzhong really liked this scene.

Even if they were doing their own work, as long as he caught a glimpse of the corner of the clothes, his heart would be filled with excitement.

Seeing Jinzhong acting so hypocritically that he didn't even dare to raise his head, Yanwan smiled slightly, but evil thoughts kept coming out of her mind.

The emperor drank the tranquilizing soup and soon fell asleep.

Yan Wan walked straight forward and tucked the quilt for the emperor. When she noticed that Jinzhong froze slightly when she approached, she smiled even more and waved her hand gently, signaling him to go down.

Jinzhongru was pardoned and was preparing to withdraw.

As they passed each other, Yan Wan suddenly reached out and pinched his little finger playfully without leaving a trace.

Jinzhong's expression froze, his hands felt like they were being electrocuted, but he didn't dare to stop and walked straight out of the hall.

"How is it? Has the emperor gone to bed?" Li Yu asked hurriedly when he saw him come out.

Jinzhong just nodded absentmindedly, his expression not looking very good, and others thought it was because he was nervous and did not think much about it.

He lowered his head, his eyes fixed on the little finger she touched, his cheeks became slightly hot, and gradually a smile appeared on his face.

Your Lord is really... audacious.

She even flirted with him in front of the Emperor...