The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Ji Wuyuan's eyes darkened and darkened, and his breathing became faster.

At this time, the knock on the door of the bedroom sounded again. As soon as Wang Fuhai said the word "Xian...", he heard Ji Wuyuan's slightly hoarse shout: "Get out!"

"If you are sick, go and ask the doctor. I can't treat illnesses."

"Don't bother me with such trivial matters in the future."

After hearing these words, Wang Fuhai's pupils suddenly trembled, and he quickly knelt down and said, "Yes."

Then, he wanted to turn around and leave, but just as he took two steps, a hoarse and deep voice came from the hall: "Wait."

Wang Fuhai immediately turned back to the door of the bedroom and said tremblingly, "Your Majesty, I am here. What are your instructions?"

"Go and urge the Imperial Hospital to get the medicine."

Wang Fuhai understood instantly and replied, "Yes, I'll go right away."

In the past, Wang Fuhai always believed that the virtuous concubine was different from other women in the harem in His Majesty's heart.

But now it seems that her weight in His Majesty's heart is far less than that of the newly favored Concubine Shu.

Yes, he is the only one who can sleep on the dragon bed in Taiji Palace.

Given His Majesty's fondness for Concubine Shu, Wang Fuhai didn't dare to imagine what His Majesty would do if it was her who was in danger of her life.

I'm afraid there will be bloodshed for thousands of miles...

Inside the palace, Ji Wuyuan, with rare patience, coaxed Jiang Wantang softly, "Tang'er, just bear with it a little longer. It will be fine soon."

Jiang Wantang closed her eyes, turned away and ignored him.

Soon, Wang Fuhai hurriedly came in with a bowl of steaming medicine.

Jiang Wantang drank the medicine and fell into a deep sleep.

Ji Wuyuan stayed by her side, taking good care of her, and from time to time reached out to feel the temperature of her forehead.

She didn't feel relieved until the heat in her body gradually subsided.

He tucked in the quilt for Jiang Wantang, looked at her peaceful sleeping face, and a smile curved his lips as he murmured, "Sure enough, she's more peaceful when she falls asleep."

Ji Wuyuan smiled, leaned over and gently kissed her on the forehead, then turned and walked out.

That night, at three o'clock in the morning, the emperor's carriage arrived at Zhaoyang Palace.

Concubine Jia, who was lying on the couch and had not yet fallen asleep, stood up excitedly when she heard the palace maid report that the emperor had arrived.

His Majesty's sudden visit at this time must be to have her sleep with him.

Concubine Jia thought of the bowl of soup she had delivered today, and a knowing smile appeared in her eyes.

She hurriedly got up from the bed and walked to the bronze mirror, fixed her makeup, and then without even having time to put on her outer robe, she rushed to the main hall to welcome the emperor, the joy in her heart being difficult to suppress.

As soon as Concubine Jia walked into the hall, she saw Ji Wuyuan's tall and slender figure standing there with his back to her.

Concubine Jia hurried forward and bowed gracefully, her voice soft and gentle: "Your Majesty, I respectfully welcome you. Your Majesty, you have arrived so late at night, and I am sorry that I failed to come to greet you."

Ji Wuyuan turned around and looked at her coldly, without a trace of warmth in his dark eyes.

He didn't ask Concubine Jia to stand up, so she could only maintain the posture of bowing and dared not move.

Concubine Jia felt a tightness in her heart, vaguely sensing that something was amiss.

Although His Majesty was cold and indifferent in the past, he would at least give her some face and would never make things difficult for her.

Time passed by little by little, and Ji Wuyuan still had no intention of letting her get up. The oppressive aura around him was very heavy.

Concubine Jia became more and more uneasy. Time seemed to be stretched infinitely, and every moment of waiting was a long torture.

Her body was shaking and cold sweat was oozing from her forehead.

At this point, no matter how stupid Concubine Jia was, she understood.

Your Majesty is deliberately torturing her and wearing down her patience.

He didn't come to sleep with her, but to confront her and ask for an explanation.

Concubine Jia's mind and body could no longer bear it. She spoke in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, have I done anything wrong to displease you?"

"If I have done anything inappropriate, Your Majesty, please let me know. I am willing to be punished. I only ask Your Majesty not to torture me like this."

There was a sobbing tone in her voice, and tears fell drop by drop as she spoke.

A beautiful woman, as pretty as a flower, looks so pitiful and submissive in front of you. I am afraid that there is no man in the world who would not feel pity when seeing her.

It’s a pity that Ji Wuyuan doesn’t buy it.

To be more precise, I don't fall for her tricks.

All I can say is that it's too obvious whether he cares or not.

Ji Wuyuan looked at Concubine Jia with cold eyes, sneered, and said coldly: "Oh, you know what you did."

"Don't act weak and innocent in front of me. I'm not someone who will show sympathy to women."

Concubine Jia's little face turned pale in an instant.

He knows everything?!

After a while, Concubine Jia's body finally couldn't hold on anymore, and she staggered and fell towards Ji Wuyuan.

The latter took a step back, and Concubine Jia fell to the ground magnificently.

She crawled on her knees and tried to plead: "Your Majesty, your concubine..."

Ji Wuyuan frowned and interrupted her coldly: "I don't like the makeup on you, stay away from me."

There was undisguised disdain and disgust in his words.

Concubine Jia looked up in shock, her face pale, her voice filled with disbelief and pain: "Your Majesty, I know I was wrong, but I swear, I have absolutely no bad intentions. I just love you too much."

"I love Your Majesty and want to gain Your Majesty's favor, that's all!"

Ji Wuyuan smiled expressionlessly and said coldly, "You said you love me?"

Concubine Jia nodded desperately to prove her love.

"so what?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

"You don't think that just because you say you love me, I should show you some favor, do you?"

"There are so many women in this world who say they love me, but you are just one of them."

The disdain and ridicule in Ji Wuyuan's eyes deeply hurt Concubine Jia's heart.

Concubine Jia knelt on the ground, her body shaking even more violently.

At this moment, she truly experienced what it meant for an emperor to be ruthless.

Ji Wuyuan looked down at her and continued, "You should be thankful that you don't have any other bad intentions. Otherwise, even if your father, Duke Zhao, came today, he wouldn't be able to protect you."

The warning and threat in the words were obvious.

The tall man in front of her was cold and noble, with a face like a banished immortal, which was her favorite look.

But Concubine Jia knew that there was a devil living inside him.

There will be no good outcome for those who love him and those he loves.

Thinking of this, Concubine Jia forced a forced smile on her face: "I thank Your Majesty for not killing me. To make up for the mistake I made, I would like to ask for a month's house arrest, where I can reflect on myself and meditate on my mistakes every day."

"In the future, I will definitely restrain myself and be polite, and be careful with my words and actions."