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

A group of concubines came to Changle Palace in a grand manner. Zhao Shujia even sent someone to Xuanzheng Hall to report to Ji Wuyuan.

Concubine Wang led them to the tightly closed door of the side hall and said with a sinister smile, "Why is the door still closed in broad daylight?"

"Could there be someone hiding inside?"

One sentence pierced the last layer of window paper.

For a moment, the concubines had different expressions on their faces, and their eyes were filled with excitement and they couldn't wait.

There's no way. Jiang Wantang has been favored for too long. Which woman in the harem doesn't hope that she will fall out of favor?

Concubine Wang gave a look and a palace maid came forward to open the door of the side hall.

The moment the palace door opened, everyone opened their eyes wide and stared inside without blinking, afraid of missing anything.

The imagined promiscuity between men and women did not occur. What came into view was Ji Wuyuan's gloomy face that looked like it could drip ink.

Ji Wuyuan was wearing a black and gold dragon robe and standing in the center of the side hall. There was no warmth in his eyes and eyebrows, as cold as ice, and the aura around him was even more gloomy and terrifying.

For a moment, the entire Changle Palace was dead silent.

Everything around seemed to freeze in an instant, and everyone felt like they were in an ice cellar.

After they reacted, their legs softened and they fell to their knees, saying in trembling voices: "Your servants, I pay my respects to Your Majesty!"

"No, this is impossible..." Lady Wang on the side panicked instantly, and she took several steps back in fear when she saw Ji Wuyuan.

Then, she ran out like a madman, but was stopped by the guards and pinned to the ground.

Lady Wang had only one thought in her mind: She was finished...

But she was unwilling to give up. Her bloodshot eyes stared at the side hall like a poisonous snake. She clearly saw Xie Zhiyan walk in with her own eyes, so there was no way she could be wrong.

Even if she dies, she will take him with her.

Thinking of this, she shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, the imperial concubine is stealing..."

Before she could finish her words, Concubine Wang was forcefully covered over her mouth by the guards beside her and dragged away.

After Concubine Wang was taken away, Ji Wuyuan swept his icy gaze over the concubines and palace maids kneeling on the ground. His gaze was so cold that it penetrated the bones, like an ice knife from the depths of a cold pond, falling on everyone as if it had substance. Everyone lowered their heads in fear, their bodies shaking like sieves.

Fear is in the air...

After a moment, Ji Wuyuan's low and cold voice sounded faintly: "How can you be allowed to trespass into the imperial concubine's palace without permission?"

"Are all the servants in Changle Palace dead?"

Just one short sentence is enough to shock people.

Hearing this, Zhao Shujia had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Your Majesty, please calm down. I and the others did not mean to trespass into the imperial concubine's palace."

"The sisters were originally drinking tea and admiring the flowers in Zhaoyang Palace. It was then that Concubine Wang said she saw a man from outside the palace enter Changle Palace. Everyone was worried about the Imperial Concubine and rushed to help out of anxiety."

When the other concubines heard this, their eyes lit up and they all agreed.

Ji Wuyuan looked at Zhao Shujia, who was kneeling on the ground and talking, and sneered. His tone suddenly turned cold: "People in the outside world say that the daughter of Duke Zhao is gentle, polite, dignified and decent. She is the model of a noble lady from an aristocratic family and is the most well-behaved..."

"Now, in my opinion, it's just like this."

Zhao Shujia's face instantly turned paler than paper.

This was the first time that Ji Wuyuan did not give her any face and directly scolded her and his father in front of everyone.

What she values ​​most is her reputation of being praised by others, and she has carefully maintained it for so many years.

To her, such harsh words were like killing someone and destroying their heart.

Her head was buzzing, and she didn't know which was more humiliating or uncomfortable.

The indecent person. It was obviously Jiang Wantang.

Just because she came to Changle Palace, she deserved to bear his wrath?

Zhao Shujia bit her lip, tears threatening to fall. She looked like she had suffered great injustice, and choked out a sob, "I believe I have been behaving myself in the palace and working diligently. I wonder what I have done wrong to deserve such a harsh rebuke from Your Majesty."

She is so pitiful and aggrieved, and her appearance is so touching.

In addition, she was always polite and courteous in her dealings with people in the harem, and many concubines spoke up for her.

Any other man might have been moved long ago, but Ji Wuyuan just didn't fall for her.

He sneered and said rudely, "While the Imperial Concubine is away from the palace, I will only temporarily hand over the power of assisting the six palaces to you. Don't forget your status."

Zhao Shujia's heart trembled violently, as if a basin of ice water was poured down on her head, chilling her to the bone.

Ji Wuyuan was publicly warning her to recognize her own identity and not to covet things that did not belong to her.

Her face was pale and blue, and her lips, which were tightly bitten, gradually lost their color. She fell to the ground and said slowly, "Your Majesty, I will follow your instructions."

Ji Wuyuan curled his lips, his expression extremely cold: "Zhao Jieyu has failed to supervise effectively and has shown lack of moral integrity. Effective immediately, she will be demoted to a beauty and her authority to assist in the management of the six palaces will be revoked."

His voice was cold, and his tone of voice that left no room for questioning echoed in the empty palace, causing Concubine Zhao, who was kneeling on the ground, to tremble violently.

She gritted her teeth, her throat choking, "I obey your command."

After today, she will become a laughing stock in everyone's eyes.

Ji Wuyuan glanced at everyone present and said in a cold voice, "As for you, I'll leave it to the Imperial Concubine to deal with."

"Now, get out!"

After everyone had left, the golden nanmu cabinet in the hall opened, and Xie Zhiyan walked out meticulously, his eyes still brimming with red that hadn't completely faded...

Ji Wuyuan looked at him, his deep pupils revealing complex emotions. His clenched fists turned white, and his heart felt like it was being gripped by someone.

No matter how much he ignored it, there was no way he didn't notice it now.

What kind of person is Xie Zhiyan?

Cold and self-contained, indifferent and rational.

How could he be willing to risk his life for a woman and ignore the consequences?

Moreover, with his ability, even though he knew that Concubine Wang was plotting against him, he had a way to avoid getting involved.

But he still came. What does that mean?

This shows that Jiang Wantang is very important in his heart, more important than reputation and life.

Ji Wuyuan's breathing became heavier, his eyes fixed on Xie Zhiyan, and he suddenly sneered, "When did it start?"

"When did you become interested in her?"

Seeing Xie Zhiyan remained silent, he became even more angry: "Xie Zhiyan, when did you start to have thoughts about her that you shouldn't have?"

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