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

Yun Shang slowly walked behind Jiang Wantang and put a cloak on her. She said with concern, "Sister, it's cold at night. You are still injured. Please take care of yourself."

Jiang Wantang turned around, patted her arm with a smile, and said softly, "Don't worry, I know my limits."

"Thanks to you last night, you painted the blood-red crabapple on my shoulder so vividly that it confused them."

"But your painting skills are amazing. Where did you learn that? Can you teach me someday when you have time?"

Yun Shang smiled, her smile frankly: "Sister, you are too kind. It's just some tricks used to deceive people. Fortunately, I can help you."

"Come to think of it, I was forced to learn all of this after I was sold to a brothel."

"To please their customers, the women in brothels would often paint unspeakable patterns on some private and special parts of their bodies."

"Some are noble, some are lowly and inferior, it's all based on rank."

Jiang Wantang suddenly remembered the large and gorgeous peony he saw on Yun Shang's back in his previous life.

She patted Yun Shang's shoulder and smiled gently: "Painting with one's body is an elegant thing. What is vulgar is those who arbitrarily define it."

Yun Shang's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she smiled, "I've always thought so."

Then the light in her eyes dimmed a little, and she said, "It's not just because I was born in a brothel. On the contrary, it's precisely because I've been there that I know there are so many women who are forced into prostitution and have no choice but to suffer."

"Men admire their beauty and covet their young bodies, but in their hearts they despise their lowliness and filthiness."

As she spoke, she raised her eyes to look at the bright, white, and cold moon in the night sky.

"But if given a choice, who wouldn't want to live a clean life?"

"They also long to find a good man to redeem themselves and escape the quagmire as soon as possible, but how many of those who go to brothels for pleasure are good men?"

After saying this, Yun Shang seemed touched, and there was a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Jiang Wantang followed her gaze and looked up at the sky. She understood what she was thinking.

So, she said solemnly: "When this matter is over, I will find an opportunity to send you and Xiuzhu out of the palace. Then you can find a safe place, open a restaurant, take in the poor women in this world, help them make a living, and let them have a place to settle down."

These words caught Yun Shang off guard.

She suddenly turned around and looked at Jiang Wantang, her eyes filled with emotion.

She said, "What about you, sister?"

After a long silence, Jiang Wantang smiled and said casually, "Of course I have my own things to do."

Yun Shang's eyes were moist, and she had a smile on her face: "Then let's wait for sister to finish all the things in the future, and then we can leave together."

"I promised to accompany my sister forever, Yun Shang will never break her promise."

"If you want to go, we go together. If you want to stay, we stay together."

Jiang Wantang lowered her eyes and said nothing more.

At this moment, the eunuch guarding the gate came running to report that the emperor had come to Changle Palace.

Jiang Wantang raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

What is he doing here at this hour?

Could it be that he wants her to sleep with him?

Upon hearing this, Yun Shang did not delay any longer and hurried down to prepare.

As soon as Ji Wuyuan entered, he saw Jiang Wantang standing at the door waiting for him.

When their eyes met, he felt a little embarrassed and looked away.

Jiang Wantang bowed and said gently, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be well and safe."

Ji Wuyuan's gaze lingered on her face for a moment, then darkened, and said calmly, "No need to be polite."

Jiang Wantang was unsure of his thoughts for a moment, so she asked softly, "Your Majesty, would you like some dinner? I'll have someone prepare it."

Ji Wuyuan raised his hand, his tone as cold as ever: "No need."

"Today I have two jugs of fine wine. Taking advantage of the beautiful moonlight, I invite my beloved concubine to drink with me under the moon."

My beloved?!

Wang Fuhai, who was standing by, widened his eyes.

Jiang Wantang was stunned for a moment, then heard Ji Wuyuan sneer, "Why, isn't this what you wanted?"

She raised her eyebrows, a bright smile instantly appeared on her face, and her tone was a little cunning: "Thank you very much, Your Majesty, for your help."

Very good, the tyrant is into the role and has started calling her his beloved concubine.

Ji Wuyuan looked at Jiang Wantang's face with a smile of success and couldn't help but curl his lips.

The cold moon hangs high in the sky, casting its clear light. A gentle breeze blows by, bringing a hint of coolness, and the air is filled with the faint scent of flowers.

Ji Wuyuan walked in front, and Jiang Wantang followed obediently behind him.

If I didn't understand why Ji Wuyuan suddenly came to visit me before, now looking at his back, I understand most of it.

I'm afraid the drunkard's real intention is not to drink.

Soon, the two of them walked to the stone table in the yard and sat down.

Ji Wuyuan picked up the cup, poured a full glass of wine, and handed it to Jiang Wantang, saying calmly, "This is the finest nectar. Drink it and you'll get drunk. You...try it."

Jiang Wantang chuckled softly, her beautiful eyes moving with a hint of playfulness and charm: "Your Majesty, are you trying to get me drunk?"

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Ji Wuyuan to react, she tilted her head back slightly, opened her red lips, and actually grabbed the wine cup in his hand with her mouth and drank it all in one gulp.

"you--"

Ji Wuyuan's hand trembled slightly, and a crack appeared on his usually calm and indifferent face.

He looked at the bold woman in front of him in some disbelief, and suddenly felt as if he was being teased.

He saw the excess wine sliding down her red little mouth, and drops of crystal liquid meandered down her white neck and wet her front.

Seeing this, Ji Wuyuan's Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously, his breathing became heavier, and he felt inexplicably dry in the mouth.

It was obviously she who drank, but why was he the one who had a fever?

But the culprit was completely unaware and was teasing people without them even noticing.

How could there be such a ridiculous yet natural woman in this world?

Jiang Wantang's face quickly flushed. Her red lips parted slightly, she gasped softly, her eyes blurred, and she smiled charmingly, "Your Majesty, why do you need to get me drunk? As soon as I see Your Majesty, my heart... is intoxicated."

As she spoke, she pointed to the position of her heart.

Ji Wuyuan was stunned for a moment, his heartbeat became irregular, as if there was a heat running through his body, and the air around him became hot and ambiguous.

It was this feeling of being out of control again. He clenched his fists tightly and suppressed the restlessness in his body.

What's going on? Is this normal wine?

Ji Wuyuan calmed himself down, and soon his eyes regained their former coldness.

After getting drunk, Jiang Wantang looked at him with blurred and dull eyes. Her smile was a bit naive and silly, yet inexplicably captivating.

A pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes are full of water, pure and clean, as pure as a three-year-old child.

He looked at her gorgeous face, a complicated expression flashing in his eyes: "Everyone else is afraid of me, why do you deliberately want to get close to me?"