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

As he spoke, Baili Yuyan walked towards Nangong Liuli step by step, leaned over, raised his hand and clasped her chin tightly, narrowed his eyes and smiled as he warned: "Little Li slave, although I like your face very much, but you should know that useless chess pieces can only be discarded!"

"If Ji Wuyuan still can't take you into his harem in the coming days, then don't blame me for not considering our relationship..."

Nangong Liuli's pupils trembled, and her eyes were still red from crying. She said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness, don't worry. I will definitely live up to your expectations."

Baili Yuyan snorted coldly and said, "It's better this way."

After saying that, he pushed Nangong Liuli's face away with his hand and stood up.

Before leaving, he threw a small porcelain bottle on Nangong Liuli and reminded her: "Remember to wipe your face and body well, don't let anyone find any traces."

Nangong Liuli squeezed the porcelain bottle in her hand tightly, gritted her teeth, and said respectfully: "Yes."

After Baili Yuyan left, her eyes turned cold. The porcelain bottle in her hand shattered, and the shards cut her skin, but she seemed unaware...

Afterwards, Nangong Liuli calmly picked up the clothes on the ground, put them on, and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

She staggered to her feet, walked to the windowsill and opened it to dispel the disgusting smell in the room.

Nangong Liuli looked out the window, her eyes deep and her hands clenched into fists.

One day, she would repay them tenfold, a hundredfold, for the pain and humiliation they had inflicted on her.

She let go of his hand and suddenly laughed softly, muttering, "Ji Wuyuan, Ji Wuwang, do you really think I'm still the naive girl chasing after love?"

"It's just a casual act..."

"The women of my Nangong family never succumb to fate, nor do we admit defeat easily."

"Emotions or the body, as long as they are used well, they are both bargaining chips and sharp weapons."

At this time, a sparrow flying freely landed on a branch in the courtyard.

Nangong Liuli narrowed her eyes, picked up a small stone, and flicked it with her bent fingers.

The little swallow fell to the ground, struggled a few times, and then stopped moving...

Nangong Liuli smiled, but her eyes were cold: "You annoying little beast, you deserve to die."

......

At that time, in a secret courtyard somewhere, the seriously injured Ji Wuwang woke up from his couch.

Uncle Snake stayed by his side all the time, with a look of deep worry on his face.

He watched Ji Wuwang grow up, and in his heart he had long regarded him as his own child.

After Ji Wuwang woke up, he sat on the couch, looking quietly out the window, his face calm and no emotion could be seen.

But Uncle Snake understood that it was probably very bad.

After a long while, Ji Wuwang said calmly, "Uncle Snake, we've been out for too long. We should go back to the North..."

Uncle Snake's action of pouring tea suddenly stopped, and the tea spilled out. He quickly put down the teacup and walked to the couch. He was very anxious and his tone was even more serious.

He said, “What are you talking about?!”

"I've been by your side for so many years, and I know better than anyone how much you care about that girl."

"You've been searching for her for years, and now you've finally found her. How could you possibly give up like that?!"

"At worst, we can just go and rob them. It's not like we can't win."

"If a real fight breaks out, we may not lose!"

Uncle Snake became more and more anxious as he spoke: "Besides, you built the North into that state just for her, didn't you?"

"Now, the person is right in front of me, why is this happening?"

Ji Wuwang turned around and looked at the excited Uncle She, and chuckled: "Back then, weren't you the one who was most against me disregarding everything for a woman?"

Uncle Snake sighed deeply and said in a rather heavy tone, "Then was the then, and now is now."

"If I had known the situation would be like this, if I had known you were so obsessed, I wouldn't have stopped you..."

Uncle Snake watched helplessly as the young man who used to be so high-spirited and good at riding and shooting arrows became so depressed because of emotional pain. He regretted it more than anyone else.

Uncle Snake took a deep breath and said with determination, "Xiao Qi, since you like her so much and can't let her go, let's go get her back, okay?"

"As long as you ask, Uncle Snake will help you get the person back even if it costs him his life."

"No need..." Ji Wuwang was silent for a moment, looking at the withered peach tree outside the window, and murmured: "The peach blossoms have fallen, I missed the blooming season..."

He said the last sentence in a very low and soft voice, as if talking to himself.

Uncle Snake didn't hear clearly and asked in confusion: "What?"

Ji Wuwang pulled the corner of his lips lightly and smiled bitterly: "I let go."

Uncle Snake's pupils suddenly trembled, and he looked at him in disbelief: "Are you...are you serious?"

"Are you willing to just give that tyrant a woman and the throne for nothing?"

Ji Wuwang's eyes were deep and dark, with an unfathomable color.

"Not reconciled."

"Ji Wuyuan and I are natural enemies, but Atang..." Ji Wuwang paused, his deep eyes filled with deep reluctance and sadness: "She is my weak spot."

"Since she has chosen Ji Wuyuan, I can only bow down and serve her."

Uncle Snake took a deep breath and looked extremely ugly.

He moved his lips, but had nothing to say.

A few days later, Ji Wuwang's injuries had not yet healed, so he brought Shi Feng and Shi Lin to the palace to resign.

When passing by the Imperial Garden, I saw Jiang Wantang and Ji Wuyuan sitting in the pavilion drinking tea and admiring flowers from afar.

Jiang Wantang sat there, flipping through some account books in her hands while giving instructions to the palace servants waiting outside the pavilion.

Ji Wuyuan, who was standing by, was busy pouring tea and peeling oranges for her. His movements were dignified and graceful, and he looked very familiar with it.

Ji Wuyuan passed the peeled orange segments to Jiang Wantang's mouth. The latter opened his mouth while talking to someone. When he tasted the sweet ones, his eyebrows curved, and when he tasted the sour ones, he frowned and turned to glare at Ji Wuyuan in reproach.

Seeing this, Ji Wuwang raised a smile. She was still the same as before, except that she didn't eat oranges before...

Inside the pavilion.

Ji Wuyuan looked at her with a gentle smile, picked up a very delicate piece of cake and fed it to her mouth.

Jiang Wantang deliberately acted like a spoiled child, turned her face away, pouted, and refused to eat.

Ji Wuyuan sat next to her, patiently and kindly coaxing her.

I don't know what he said, but Jiang Wantang suddenly laughed.

She took a bite of the pastry and drank a sip of the tea that Ji Wuyuan handed her.

It seems that they have a really good relationship, just like an ordinary couple.

As Ji Wuwang watched, the smile on his face faded, and a bitter feeling inevitably rose in his heart...