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

When Wang Fuhai took it down to feed the dogs, the cake made a crisp sound like a stone when it fell to the ground, scaring the dogs away.

Wang Fuhai was so shocked that he kept exclaiming in surprise. This was not food at all, it was clearly a hidden weapon.

In the next few days, Jiang Wantang did not go there in person, but he still sent all kinds of strange cakes to Ji Wuyuan. Without exception, they were all taken away by Wang Fuhai and fed to the dogs.

Until Ji Wuyuan could no longer bear it and summoned her to Taiji Palace.

Jiang Wantang walked to the entrance of the main hall, looked at the large gold-plated characters "Tai Chi Palace" above, curled her lips, and walked in.

She bowed and said softly, "May your majesty be blessed with good health."

Ji Wuyuan sat upright on the throne, observing her for a while, and said in a cold voice, "Come here."

His hands tapped lightly on the desk, the dull knocking sounds coming and going, casual yet intimidating.

Jiang Wantang followed his instructions and moved gently step by step to the front of the sinister and handsome emperor.

The next moment, a cold hand pinched her jaw and looked her over.

Even someone as cold and heartless as Ji Wuyuan had to admit that Jiang Wantang was extremely beautiful.

Especially the enchanting red beauty mole at the corner of the eye, which is captivating.

He raised his hand and touched the alluring beauty mole, rubbing it repeatedly with force.

The ultimate beauty aroused his inner sadistic desire, making him want to crush it between his fingers.

Jiang Wantang felt pain, but did not resist and was unusually well-behaved.

Ji Wuyuan leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Tsk," with a bewitching tone, "Want to sleep with me?"

Jiang Wantang's pupils trembled suddenly. Before she could respond, she heard him say, "Pleasure me."

Seeing that she was still not moving, Ji Wuyuan ordered in a cold voice: "Jiang Wantang, please me."

The latter froze in place, his eyes wide and dazed.

Ji Wuyuan sneered and said sarcastically: "How can a woman please a man? Don't you understand?"

Jiang Wantang blinked. Was that really what she thought?!

The next moment, the silk ribbon around her waist fell off, and her skirt fell to her feet. She shivered slightly in the chill of spring...

Just as she reached out to take off the only remaining underwear on her body, she was suddenly lifted up by a huge force.

Then she felt dizzy and was pressed down on the table by Ji Wuyuan.

The unique fragrance of the woman permeated his mouth and nose, and Ji Wuyuan's eyes darkened.

Jiang Wantang under him closed his eyes tightly, his body shaking uncontrollably.

Ji Wuyuan lowered his eyes to look at her and snorted, "You're so trembling, and you still dare to imitate other people's tricks to win favor?"

"Do you really think that all men in this world have their brains connected to their crotches?"

The straightforward and sharp sarcasm is embarrassing enough.

The man looked straight at her without any reservation, with an indescribable oppressive power.

Under her thin undergarment, her jade-white skin seemed to sense the oppression. The pores all over her body shrank in fear, and her sweat hairs seemed to stand up one by one.

She slowly opened her eyes and met Ji Wuyuan's gaze opposite her.

She was tenacious and unyielding, but the next moment her eyes suddenly turned red, showing a moist and touching beauty.

Ji Wuyuan reached out and lifted her chin. His voice was low and hoarse, and he said sarcastically, "I admit that you do have some alluring looks."

"But for a powerful man like me, a beautiful woman is not even worth a plaything on the bed."

"Jiang Wantang, instead of wasting your time trying to please me, you should think about how to fulfill your bet with me as soon as possible."

"If you lose, I won't let you go."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wantang boldly reached out and climbed onto his neck, her fingertips trembling noticeably.

She spoke, her voice soft and trembling, "Your Majesty, this is also my bet."

Ji Wuyuan was startled for a moment, then sneered, his voice low and hoarse with a hint of teasing: "With such a small mouth like yours, you have the guts to eat me?"

The blunt and naked words instantly made Jiang Wantang's face flush red.

She said unyieldingly, "Then... Your Majesty, do you want to try?"

Ji Wuyuan's pupils trembled violently and his palms clenched into fists.

In this situation, such a sentence would be fatal to a normal man.

Ji Wuyuan lowered his eyes, and glared at her deeply with his dark pupils. Jiang Wantang's eyes were red, and the light was clean and clear, so all those emotions were revealed in front of him without any concealment.

One above and one below, the two men looked at each other. The hall was so quiet that they could even hear each other's breathing.

Ji Wuyuan looked at her trembling eyelashes and the unyielding stubbornness in her eyes, and his mouth suddenly became dry for no reason.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. To him, women were nothing more than playthings in his hands. There were all kinds of women in his harem, some charming, some cold-eyed, some shy.

But there has never been a woman like Jiang Wantang. When he advances, she retreats; when he retreats, she advances. Obviously, her methods are nothing but the lowest disguise in his eyes, but she can always arouse his interest and make him play with her.

Especially that look of hers that is obviously scared to death but still stubborn and unyielding, which makes people want to conquer her.

Humph, this woman is always good at misleading people!

The feeling of losing control made Ji Wuyuan feel irritated.

So he let go of Jiang Wantang and stood up, hands behind his back. He opened his thin lips and uttered two words coldly and mercilessly: "Get out!"

When Jiang Wantang tidied her clothes and walked out of Taiji Palace, the red glow in her eyes disappeared, replaced by endless indifference.

She curled her lips, a mocking smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

The so-called means of winning favor is nothing more than her long-term fishing line.

Yun Shang was right. The more powerful the man, the more delicate you have to be to him to arouse his pity. When a man feels pity for you, he will naturally be soft-hearted towards you subconsciously.

He is steel that has been tempered a hundred times, and she is as gentle as spring water.

Even though he has no love in his heart now, only interests.

Over time, everything becomes variable.

However, Ji Wuyuan was right about one thing. She really had to hurry up and fulfill her bet.

In the past few nights, she visited the Imperial Medical Office several times, but could not find the medical history of Concubine Yu and Empress Dowager Qi during their childbirth.

Perhaps it was difficult to find because it had been so many years, or perhaps it had been dealt with long ago.

I heard that the Dali Temple keeps files of all major events and secrets since the founding of the dynasty.

Maybe there is what she wants.

Jiang Wantang squinted at the sky. It seemed that she needed to go to the Dali Temple.

That night, dark clouds covered the bright moon and the wind was howling.

A black masked figure quietly entered the Dali Temple, moving between the corridors like a ghost, carefully avoiding the patrolling guards.

The Dali Temple was heavily guarded. Jiang Wantang took advantage of their shift change and figured out the location of the archives based on his memory from last time.

It is in the courtyard to the right of the study where Xie Zhiyan handles official business.

Jiang Wantang glanced towards the study. There was no candlelight, only darkness...