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

In the magnificent hall, Ji Wuyuan sat alone in front of the imperial desk, his eyes fixed on the crabapple hairpin in the wooden box. His eyes were gloomy and his expression was cold.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze cold and gloomy, and fixed them on Wang Fuhai standing beside him: "Did the person who sent this thing say anything else?"

Wang Fuhai knelt on the ground in fear, trembling all over, and stammered, "Your Majesty, that person said... this is the... the token of love between the Imperial Concubine and Young Marquis Xiao..."

In just a moment, the temperature in the hall dropped instantly, and the air seemed to solidify.

Ji Wuyuan's eyes instantly turned cold and cruel, his fingers tightly gripped the edge of the imperial desk, his knuckles turning white.

After a long time, he raised his hand and picked up the crabapple hairpin in the wooden box. The crabapple flowers on the hairpin were carved vividly. If you look carefully from the side, you can see the small "Tang" characters under each petal.

It is undoubtedly a token of love.

The osmanthus candy wrapped in oil paper lay quietly aside, emitting a faint sweet fragrance of osmanthus.

Ji Wuyuan narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

In the dead silence, a very light "tsk" sound suddenly rang out from the hall: "What a token of love."

A very familiar voice with a smile on its face, this was a sign of anger and the intention to kill.

Wang Fuhai knelt on the ground tremblingly, trying his best to reduce his presence.

Sure enough, the next moment, Ji Wuyuan's sharp voice was heard: "Who delivered the things?"

Wang Fuhai said, "A young eunuch guarding the palace gate."

"Kill him." Ji Wuyuan said coldly.

"Yes."

Wang Fuhai was so terrified that his back was soaked with sweat.

Then, Ji Wuyuan asked again: "Can you find out who sent this thing?"

Wang Fuhai leaned down even lower and stammered, "It's...it's the Imperial Concubine's elder sister, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, Jiang Wanfu."

Who could have imagined that this woman, who was once the most beautiful woman in the capital with both talent and beauty, is now so dissolute that she not only keeps young prostitutes outside, but is also divorced by her husband and sent back to her parents' home.

When His Majesty was holding the general election, she was supposed to be the Jiang family's legitimate daughter on the original list.

The second young lady, who was far away in the countryside, suddenly returned to Beijing and entered the palace in place of her elder sister. Any discerning person could see that there was something wrong between them.

It would be better if my sister was not favored, and we could all live in peace.

But it just so happens that this second young lady has been deeply favored by His Majesty since she entered the palace, just like Gao Ge, and has risen rapidly.

Just as the younger sister was conferred the title of Imperial Concubine, the elder sister came up with evil ideas to sabotage her.

Oh, what a terrible thing this is!

"Jiang family?" Ji Wuyuan sneered and muttered these two words.

"Go and bring someone over to replace Gu Chuan." Ji Wuyuan spoke lightly, but the next sentence he said was terrifying: "...Xiao Jingheng."

Is this a call for severe punishment or face-to-face confrontation?

The incident with Concubine Qi just happened, and now the newly appointed Concubine Yu is about to get into trouble again...

None of the women in this harem are quiet.

"Your Majesty..." Wang Fuhai raised his head hastily, with panic still on his face.

He wanted to say that Xiao Jingheng was the only son of the Pingyang Marquis's family, so it was not appropriate to kill him at will.

"What?" Ji Wuyuan snorted coldly, his tone suddenly turned cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "Don't you understand what I said?"

Wang Fuhai didn't dare to delay, he quickly stood up, apologized and walked out.

Not long after, the leader of the secret guards entered the palace and reported, "Your Majesty, I have discovered that the Imperial Concubine and Young Marquis Xiao did have some interactions in the past, but they were not many."

"Young Marquis Xiao and the eldest daughter of the Jiang family were childhood sweethearts, and they had a deep affection for each other. Before their wedding, Young Marquis Xiao had spent many days wandering outside the Prime Minister's residence. But for unknown reasons, on the day of his wedding, he abandoned his new wife and rode to the palace gates, where he intercepted the Imperial Concubine who was entering the palace for the selection."

"The two of them had a brief conversation that lasted less than a cup of tea, and the Imperial Concubine did not show up at all."

"..."

"..."

Later, the secret guard also reported the general situation after Xiao Jingheng and Jiang Wanfu got married, from the two of them getting divorced, Jiang Wanfu not being a good wife and keeping a mistress outside, to Jiang Zhixu being demoted, the Jiang family falling into decline, and Xiao Jingheng divorcing his wife...

Ji Wuyuan already had a fierce aura, and at this moment, with a gloomy face and without saying a word, he looked even more imposing.

He lowered his eyes to look at the crabapple hairpin in the wooden box, the look in his eyes dark and unclear.

The content of the secret guard leader's report was exactly the same as what he had found out last time, but he had a hunch that the relationship between the two was not that simple.

Judging from this crabapple flower hairpin alone, it is clear that the man has feelings for her, and they are not shallow...

Thinking of this, a bloodthirsty red suddenly appeared in the corners of Ji Wuyuan's eyes.

He asked himself: Am I angry?

Of course I was angry, so angry that I wanted to kill someone.

All his confidence and self-assurance, the game between the emperor and his favorite concubine that he thought he had won, eventually became vulnerable as he became more and more addicted to Jiang Wantang day after day.

He couldn't be sure whether Jiang Wantang really had him in her heart.

But even if he is not there, there can be no one else.

If someone he likes, he will think that they are coveting him even if others look at them for a second.

Anyone who dares to covet him is seeking death.

In less than half an hour, Xiao Jingheng, dressed in a deep blue robe and handsome, walked in.

Xiao Jingheng walked to the main hall and knelt down to salute: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. Long live Your Majesty!"

Ji Wuyuan looked coldly at Xiao Jingheng who was kneeling in the hall with dignity. This was the first time he looked at him straight in the eye, and his eyes unconsciously carried a bit of coldness.

He bent his fingers and tapped the table with his fingertips, making a dull sound, without any intention of waking him up.

As I watched, I began to secretly compete with myself in my heart.

Well... he is good-looking, but far inferior to Gu;

Tsk…this skinny body is not as good as Gu’s;

……

After a comparison, Xiao Jingheng is inferior to him in every aspect.

Ji Wuyuan's eyes were filled with sarcasm and disdain, which he did not conceal at all.

You are inferior to me in every way, and yet you dare to covet my woman?

Do not overestimate your own capabilities.

The atmosphere in the hall instantly became cold as soon as Xiao Jingheng entered. It was the invisibly oppressive aura that Ji Wuyuan released towards him.

However, Xiao Jingheng knelt straight, without any dissatisfaction or timidity.

After a long moment, Ji Wuyuan raised his eyelids, his expression cold yet dignified: "I didn't know that Young Marquis Xiao was such a sentimental person..."

"He married his childhood sweetheart's elder sister, but he was thinking about her younger sister."

Xiao Jingheng's pupils shrank sharply, his heart sank, and then alarm bells rang in his mind.

Your Majesty, do you know everything?

How's Tang'er? Is she okay?

Thinking of this, his heart tightened instantly, and he felt uneasy. However, he pretended to be calm and said, "I don't know what your majesty means."

"But how did I offend Your Majesty?"

Just as he finished speaking, a wooden box hit his forehead hard, and a large amount of blood flowed out, flowing down his face to his body and the hall.

However, Xiao Jingheng no longer cared about anything else. All his eyes and thoughts fell on the crabapple flower hairpin that fell to the ground...