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

The candlelight flickered, and a lot of wax slowly flowed down the candle body. The small tongues of flame were jumping, reflecting the mottled shadows of the objects in the bedroom.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the second half of the night. Jinzhong tidied up the clothes that were half wrapped around his body, stood up, picked up the belt on the ground, slowly tied it around his waist, and patted the dust off his hat after it fell to the ground.

After finishing all this, he turned around, bent down, and placed a gentle kiss on Yan Wan's forehead: "I have to hurry back to serve the Emperor, so I can't stay too long. I will come back to accompany you another day."

Yan Wan was already extremely sleepy, and her face, buried in the quilt, was still abnormally flushed. She nodded and whispered softly, "The autumn hunt is coming soon. We need to find a reliable man. No matter what, we must ask Guard Ling to marry Princess Mao Qian."

"The slave understands."

The two of them were in tune with each other, and Jinzhong understood the deeper meaning behind her words with just one sentence. He was so reluctant to leave that he leaned over and kissed her lips again, then left contentedly, holding his hat.

Yan Wan watched him leave. As she became more favored, the time they spent alone together became shorter and shorter. The warmth from his fingertips seemed to still linger on her skin.

Watching the feather disappear from her sight, Yanwan smiled contentedly, turned around, changed to a comfortable sleeping position, and fell into a deep sleep.

Because of his dislike for Jin, the emperor also disliked the several little princes she gave birth to.

Without the support of the Yu family and the favor of the emperor, the Fourth Prince was still young and had no Jin Yuyan to plan for him, so no matter how many ideas he had in his mind, he could not put them into practice.

Without any help from foreign blood, even the first son born to the emperor cannot inherit the throne.

The relationship between the emperor and the empress was completely eased with the birth of the twelfth prince Yongqi, and the two returned to the sweet love they had when Ruyi was just crowned empress.

This short period of harmonious and happy days allowed Ruyi to relax temporarily. She rarely put down the burden in her heart, put away her edge, and lived the happy life that had appeared in her dreams countless times.

Without Jin Yuyan, there would be no assassins to ambush the emperor at the Autumn Hunting Conference. Yanxi would not allow Ling Yunche to stay by Ruyi's side so peacefully.

If it weren't for the accusation from Ling Yunche's partner Mao Qian, it would be difficult to confirm their relationship.

What his partner said in person was much more useful than the rumors in the palace.

Since peaceful days are too boring, it is better to create some sparks to make the fire burn more vigorously.

In September of the same year, the emperor led his people to Mulan Hunting Ground to hold the autumn hunting ceremony.

This is a tradition left by our Emperor Kangxi. The Manchus are a nation on horseback, and the Qing Dynasty conquered the world on horseback.

The emperor is a man of both civil and military talents. He has been trapped in the palace every day, and the skills he learned in his youth have become a little rusty. It is a rare opportunity for him to run freely on the grassland. How can he not be happy?

Yanwan was not good at riding and shooting, so she could only stay with the concubines in Mulan Paddock.

Without Jin Yuyan, there is really less fun.

Because the young prince was frail, Yihuan remained in the palace to care for him and did not accompany the emperor. Ever since she gave birth to the tenth prince, she had gradually fallen out of favor, with the emperor rarely summoning her for more than a ten-day or half-month visit. She, overcome with sadness, simply focused her energy on her child.

She had gradually come to realize that the emperor was amorous and his grace was like flowing water; it was impossible for him to linger on only her.

The enthusiasm she had back then gradually cooled, and she was the only one left looking around. Instead of dwelling on the past, it would be better to focus her energy on other things, which is always better than being alone in the cold window, admiring herself in the mirror.

For several days in a row, the emperor achieved great results and hunted many ferocious beasts.

Among them were several black foxes. The emperor personally picked out the ones with the best fur and had them skinned and made into a cloak as a reward to Yan Wan.

He was very satisfied with his victory. In addition to giving the best prey he hunted and saltpetered products to his favorite concubines, the other concubines also received rewards to varying degrees.

After arriving at Mulan Paddock, the emperor stayed with the empress all the time. Several younger princes were not brought out. However, the fifth prince Yongqi performed very well in the autumn hunting ceremony, and even Concubine Yu Hailan won the emperor's favor.

That night, the emperor was dealing with state affairs with several ministers. During the discussion, Li Yu suddenly came in in a hurry. Seeing that several ministers were there, he could only lean over to whisper in his ear.

The emperor's expression hardened, and he immediately stood up: "Today's business ends here. I have other things to do. My dear ministers, please go back first.

The palaces in Mulan Weichang are all built in grassland style with wood, tarpaulin, etc., and are extremely easy to ignite.

This afternoon, for some unknown reason, a hunting dog escaped from the kennel, and when the palace servants were chasing it away, they happened to knock over a burning bonfire nearby.

The palace servants had cleaned it up in time, but due to carelessness or something else, some sparks remained.

The grassland is dry in September, Mars is hidden in the darkness, and wisps of smoke rise unnoticed.

As it was getting late at night, many people had already rested and did not notice this corner. The spark gradually ignited and spread from the grass to the tent.

The tarpaulin was coated with waterproof tung oil, which was very easy to ignite. By the time the smoke entered the room, a raging fire had already started outside.

As luck would have it, the sparks crawled across the grass and ignited the tent where Ruyi lived.

At this time, she had finished washing and was half leaning on the couch with her eyes closed, waiting for the emperor to come back and go to bed. For some reason, she suddenly fell asleep.

Even the pungent smell of burning tung oil that enters the room is gone.

Tung oil is flammable and will ignite instantly when it comes into contact with sparks. Before the palace servants can notice, it has already climbed to the top of the tent and started burning and jumping.

The entire fire was connected into one piece and spread in all directions with the wind.

It was the guards' shift change, and Ling Yunche was about to return to rest after completing his patrol. He habitually glanced in the direction of the Empress, noticed the flames rising into the sky, and rushed over.

"Help! There's a fire! Put it out!"

"Water! Go get some water!"

"The Queen! The Queen is still inside!

……

The palace servants fled in all directions, holding firefighting tools in their hands and pouring water from basins into the fire. Unfortunately, this was only a drop in the bucket and could not control the fire at all.

When Ling Yunche hurried over, he happened to see Rong Pei pouring water on her cloak with an anxious look on her face.

His heart tightened, thinking something was wrong, and he hurriedly asked, "Where is the Queen? Where is she?"

"Lord Ling, the Queen is tied up inside, and I am about to save her!" Rong Pei, with a determined look on her face, put on her cloak.

"It's already this late, don't make things worse, I'll go save them!"

He was not sure before, but when he heard Rong Pei say so, Ling Yunche felt as if the string in his heart suddenly broke.

He didn't care about anything else, just grabbed the cloak and put it on, then rushed into the sea of ​​fire.