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

Ji Wuyuan was probably really angry.

So this kiss lasted for a long time and was fierce.

He didn't let Jiang Wantang go until her face turned red and she was gasping for breath from his kiss.

Ji Wuyuan held the delicate and soft beauty in his arms, and finally understood what "warm and soft jade" meant.

He raised his hand to smooth her hair, and his deep, hoarse voice fell into Jiang Wantang's ears, with a hint of temptation: "Can you ride a horse?"

Jiang Wantang nodded.

"Why don't you tell me?"

Jiang Wantang felt that his question was unreasonable. Her voice was soft and contained a hint of panting. "Your Majesty didn't ask."

Ji Wuyuan paused, and used a little force on his big hand that was holding her soft and slender waist.

Jiang Wantang felt pain, but remained silent stubbornly.

Ji Wuyuan chuckled softly, his voice low and husky, and everything he said seemed to be bewitching: "Then, my beloved, is there anything I don't know?"

He looked straight at her, his dark and deep eyes seemed to be able to suck in people's souls.

Jiang Wantang lowered his eyes and said calmly, "No."

Ji Wuyuan looked at her with a smile but didn't say anything.

After a long time, Ji Wuyuan walked out of the big tent holding Jiang Wantang's hand.

The former's face was completely gloomy and cold, and he became refreshed and high-spirited. His handsome face was even more charming.

Jiang Wantang's face was flushed red, and her lips were rosy, plump, and bright red. It was obvious that she had been loved very, very dearly.

When the two of them walked over hand in hand, they instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The men are domineering and noble, while the women are delicate and charming.

They both have heavenly looks, as if they were a perfect match made in heaven, and they are the envy of everyone.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the emperor particularly doted on Concubine Jiang, who was by his side. This had never happened before.

With Ji Wuyuan taking his seat, the bonfire dinner officially began.

Ji Wuyuan seemed to be in a good mood tonight and was much more approachable, so many court officials and children of aristocratic families boldly came forward to toast him.

And he was very polite and agreed to all of their requests.

Jiang Wantang sat obediently beside Ji Wuyuan, concentrating on eating the barbecue in the bowl. Her bright and pretty face looked even more charming against the backdrop of the bonfire.

Her every gesture was filled with a pleasing elegance, as if she was a fairy who had strayed into the hustle and bustle of this world.

At the banquet, Jamel Xiao looked at her intently, his eyes frank and eager.

Xie Zhiyan calmly walked in front of him, blocking his burning gaze.

The latter frowned unhappily.

Xie Zhiyan had a shallow smile on his face. He looked at Xiao Jingheng and said meaningfully, "If I were you, I would keep this thought in my heart. At least I wouldn't be a burden to her."

"If you want to do this for her own good, then keep your eyes closed."

Xiao Jingheng's pupils suddenly shook, his hands clenched into fists, and he looked at Xie Zhiyan with cold eyes.

Xie Zhiyan smiled sarcastically: "Surprised?"

"If you don't want others to know, you should hide your thoughts."

"That's all I have to say. My Lord, make your own judgment."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Xiao Jingheng’s clenched fists were unable to loosen, and he said behind Xie Zhiyan: “Thank you!”

Then he lowered his eyes and no longer looked at the haunting pink figure in the main seat.

At the main seat, Ji Wuyuan saw that Jiang Wantang had a good appetite, and from time to time he would put a piece of barbecue into her bowl, as if he was feeding a cat.

Jiang Wantang is not picky about food. She eats whatever he picks for her.

Ji Wuyuan curled his lips in pleasure and suddenly asked, "Is the wine good?"

Jiang Wantang suddenly froze, her face flushed red, and she looked at him with wide eyes, choking on the food in her mouth.

The latter smiled mischievously and took out a handkerchief to wipe her mouth without hesitation: "Eat slowly, no one is competing with you."

"Or, my dear, do you actually want me to feed you myself?"

He deliberately pronounced the word "hello" very heavily, and his tone was extremely ambiguous.

Thinking of what happened not long ago, Jiang Wantang's face turned red and he gritted his teeth.

I cursed the dog tyrant a thousand times in my heart.

Then, she looked at Ji Wuyuan with watery eyes, as if shy, and put her red lips close to his ear, and said softly: "Your Majesty, please don't tease me."

Her warm and moist breath made people's ears hot.

After she finished speaking, she quickly left his ear and distanced herself from him.

This feeling of being so close yet so far away is really annoying.

Ji Wuyuan lowered his eyes, and the look in his eyes as he looked at her gradually became dim.

His mouth unconsciously felt dry, so he picked up the cup full of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

He spoke, his voice cold and low, with a hint of warning: "Behave yourself."

The virtuous concubine Bai Weiwei, who was sitting closest to the emperor, tightly clenched the handkerchief in her hand.

At this moment, she suddenly spoke, attracting everyone's attention.

Bai Weiwei looked at Xie Zhiyan and asked in surprise, "How did Master Xie's ear get injured?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Wuyuan also looked over.

Xie Zhiyan smiled calmly and said calmly, "Nothing serious. I was just scratched by a little fox when I was catching it in the forest."

Bai Weiwei's eyes lit up, and she immediately became interested: "Fox?"

"Are there still foxes in this forest?"

Xie Zhiyan smiled and said nothing.

Jiang Wantang drank his tea calmly, his expression expressionless.

Bai Weiwei continued, "What color was the fox that Lord Xie saw? I just happened to be making a fox fur cloak."

Xie Zhiyan glanced at Jiang Wantang calmly.

Ok……

The clothes are pink, the words are tea, the face is white, and the heart is black...

The latter glared back at him coldly.

Xie Zhiyan smiled and said, "Black."

"Black..." Bai Weiwei was not interested and his tone was quite regretful.

It’s simple, most women like white fox fur cloaks.

Ji Wuyuan lowered his eyes to look at Jiang Wantang and said calmly, "Do you like it?"

Jiang Wantang was stunned and didn't react to what he was asking for a moment.

Ji Wuyuan continued, "I have ordered all the foxes we hunted this time to be kept and made into a cloak for you."

Jiang Wantang didn't answer immediately, but suddenly said while he was drinking: "I like gold."

"The more, the merrier."

As a result, Ji Wuyuan almost spit out all the wine that had just entered his throat, and he swallowed it with gritted teeth.

It was the first time he had seen someone say so frankly that he liked gold.

The instigator looked at him with an innocent look and expectant eyes.

Ji Wuyuan's face was extremely gloomy, and he crushed the cup in his hand, as if he was suppressing his surging anger.

He knew clearly that she did it on purpose, in retaliation for his earlier teasing.

But what could he do? He just liked to see her delicate and thorny appearance. It was really to his liking.

When teasing a cat, it is more lively and interesting to make it show its claws and teeth.

So, he curled his lips and smiled meaningfully: "Oh, gold?"

Jiang Wantang nodded vigorously, and the next moment she heard his cold and ruthless voice.

"Don't even think about it."