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

When Jiang Wantang returned, the sun was about to set.

From a distance, she saw Ji Wuyuan on the high platform with a gloomy face, looking at her coldly.

It looks like a big black dog with a ferocious look, the kind that will pounce on you and bite you if it doesn't like you.

Jiang Wantang felt that something was wrong. The tyrant was obviously unhappy and needed to be coaxed.

She was about to go over, but then she remembered that she had sweated a lot and didn't smell very good. Ji Wuyuan was also a mysophobia, and she was afraid that he would throw her out before she got close.

After thinking about it, she decided to take a shower in the tent and change into clean clothes before going over.

When Ji Wuyuan on the high platform saw her coming back, he went straight into the tent. His face became even darker and his whole body exuded a cold aura.

The concubines around him were frightened and stayed away from him, fearing that he would get angry and kill people the next moment.

Wang Fuhai, who was standing aside, was complaining in his heart: This Concubine Jiang has been out having fun for the whole afternoon and hasn't come to accompany the emperor. She really doesn't have any awareness of being a favorite concubine.

Well, we still have to rely on him to take action.

So, Wang Fuhai stepped forward and said considerately, "Your Majesty, would you like me to summon Concubine Jiang to accompany you?"

Ji Wuyuan had a cold face and said coldly, "Get lost."

Then he nonchalantly picked up the memorial beside him and reviewed it.

Wang Fuhai took a look at it and hesitated to speak. He wanted to say that Your Majesty was holding the memorial upside down.

But he didn't dare.

At this time, Jiang Wantang was soaking comfortably in a bathtub covered with flower petals, closing her eyes and enjoying it.

"Sister, His Majesty's face has been black all afternoon. You have to be careful later." Yun Shang stood behind her and added hot water for her.

Jiang Wantang frowned and opened her eyes: "Did anything happen while I was away?"

Yun Shang thought for a moment and said, "That's not the case, but I discovered something."

"Tell me about it." Jiang Wantang asked curiously.

"I noticed that Miss Jiang, my sister's elder sister, seems to be paying special attention to Your Majesty."

"I've seen her several times, secretly looking at Your Majesty. That look is anything but innocent."

Jiang Wantang raised his eyebrows, a sarcastic smile curving the corners of his mouth.

It seems that Jiang Wanfu is still devoted to her husband even after getting married.

After bathing, Jiang Wantang specially picked out a particularly pink dress and asked Yun Shang to put on a charming makeup for her, saying that she wanted to use the beauty trick to seduce Ji Wuyuan.

For this purpose, Yun Shang specially painted a touch of peach blossom petals at the end of her eyes and sprinkled it with sparkling gold powder.

Jiang Wantang looked at herself in the bronze mirror in disbelief and exclaimed, "I'm so beautiful!"

"Yun Shang, your hands are so powerful!!"

Yun Shang pursed her lips and smiled: "Sister likes peach blossoms. This is a new peach blossom makeup that I specially thought of for you. It looks very suitable for you."

Jiang Wantang gently touched the lifelike peach blossoms at the corners of her eyes, her eyes filled with joy: "I really like this peach blossom makeup."

By the time Jiang Wantang came out of the tent, it was almost dark.

As the sun sets, the afterglow dyes the sky orange and red.

A blazing bonfire was burning in the large open space outside the tent, with sparks flying everywhere.

After the guards processed the freshly hunted prey, they put it on the grill and roasted it. It sizzled, the fat dripped, and it emitted an enticing aroma.

There were men and women gathered around the bonfire, it was very lively.

Jiang Wantang took a quick look and, not seeing Ji Wuyuan, walked towards the big tent.

Inside the big tent, Ji Wuyuan sat upright on the throne, supporting his head with one hand and closing his eyes to rest, giving off an aura that said, "Keep away from strangers."

As soon as Jiang Wantang stepped in, he raised his eyes and looked over, and the originally suppressed cold aura in his eyes came towards him.

The biting cold made Jiang Wantang shiver subconsciously.

No wonder no one dares to come in.

Jiang Wantang glanced at a pot of wine on the table.

So, he was drinking?

In the light of the bonfire outside, Jiang Wantang slowly walked into the big tent. She was wearing a pink dress, with a graceful figure and fluttering skirt. She was like a beautiful peach blossom blooming in spring, so beautiful that it was beyond words.

Ji Wuyuan was in deep concentration, his dark and deep eyes staring at her without blinking.

Her cheeks were lightly made of powder, with a rosy red like peach blossoms, just like the shy trembling of petals in the breeze.

A pair of peach blossom eyes, slightly upturned, with peach petals carefully painted at the end of the eyes, dotted with fine gold powder, like stars twinkling in the peach blossoms, shining brightly.

The peach blossoms are in full bloom.

The stunning girl in front of me has eyes as clear as autumn water, charming and affectionate, and can captivate people with just one glance.

When Jiang Wantang approached, before she could even scream, Ji Wuyuan stretched out his long arms and instantly held her in his arms, as if she were being imprisoned.

The latter looked at her with dark eyes, raised his hand, and gently stroked the vivid peach blossom petals at the corner of her eye with his fingers, unable to let go...

Jiang Wantang felt a little itchy from his caress. Her face flushed, her eyes seductive, and she called out delicately, "Your Majesty..."

The voice was so gentle and charming that it made people's hearts flutter.

Ji Wuyuan was stunned for a moment, then a meaningful smile appeared on his face...

He drank a sip of the liquor in the cup without saying a word. The next moment, he pinched Jiang Wantang's chin, and under her bewildered gaze, he lowered his head and kissed her.

The tip of the tongue pushed open the teeth...

The cold aroma of ambergris invaded her tongue, wantonly tasting her sweet taste.

He knew she was shy, so he teased her intentionally, his actions wantonly, and the oppressive feeling was so strong that it was suffocating.

Jiang Wantang tasted the strong smell of wine on his lips, and her scalp went numb. She wanted to struggle, but under the man's fierce attack, she became limp and lost all strength.

Her soft body instinctively trembled in his strong embrace...

Indescribable numbness.

Feeling the changes in the person in his arms, Ji Wuyuan kissed more wantonly.

An outburst that has been suppressed for too long is often difficult to control.

Ji Wuyuan held her neck with one hand, not giving her any room to retreat. A strong, overbearing kiss rushed towards her like a storm, heavy, fierce, and crazy...

Outside the tent, the bonfire was blazing, the heat was growing, inside the tent, the atmosphere was filled with ambiguity, the temperature was rising...

Wang Fuhai, who was standing outside the tent, smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed, and the wrinkles on his old face looked like they were blooming.

At this time, someone came to report that the bonfire dinner was ready and they were waiting for His Majesty to start the banquet.

Wang Fuhai waved his hands and said impatiently, "Go away, get out of here!"

"Your Majesty is busy, please don't disturb him!"

After the people left, he still grumbled, "Really? They have no sense at all. Why are they in such a hurry to start the banquet? They shouldn't wait until His Majesty is full first!"

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