The imperial concubine, she murdered with beauty

Chapter 196 Vulnerable! (two more)
The emperor was sitting here drinking tea, and the people in Guanju Palace were so nervous that they didn't dare to come out, but Ye Wanwan pretended not to see it, so she turned and went to lie down next to her, and let someone wipe her head.

The air in the room suddenly cooled down, and no one dared to make a sound.

Qing Sha stiffly wiped Ye Wanwan's hair, wiped it clean, and combed it smoothly. She seemed to be meticulous, but in fact her hands were shaking a little, mainly because the emperor's gaze was not something anyone could handle.

This time has become incomparably long, but fortunately, it has finally passed, and it has been combed.

Qing Sha brought Ye Wanwan a shawl: "Madame, don't get too cold."

Ye Wanwan put it on, and then walked towards Zhao Yi: "Why is the emperor here? My hair was messy just now, and it was really rude. The emperor is not to blame."

The light and fluttering explanation extinguished Zhao Yi's anger. His eyes gradually warmed, and then he reached out to Ye Wanwan: "Come here."

Ye Wanwan glanced at it and didn't extend her hand. She wanted to take the opportunity to sit next to her, but Zhao Yi pulled her into her arms and hugged her tightly.

Ye Wanwan was stunned by the sudden hug.

Zhao Yi looked at her round eyes but was extremely proud: "Why is this stupid?"

Ye Wanwan wanted to get up: "What is the emperor doing?"

After almost a year of ignoring her, she came suddenly and acted like this, which really caught people off guard.

Zhao Yi seemed to be in a very good mood. Even though he was ignored just now, he was holding someone with a smile on his face. He even lowered his head and placed a kiss on her brow, staring at her: "Tonight. I'm staying here."

There is an ambiguous connotation in this.

The surrounding palace people bowed their heads wisely and retreated to a position outside.

Ye Wanwan understood it, but Zhao Yi became nervous again, and he didn't know what kind of stimulation he was getting, and suddenly became interested in her again, just like before.

"You want to let me go."

She wanted to pull Zhao Yi's hand away and get up, but Zhao Yi held it tighter and didn't want to let go.

"This year, I left you out in the cold, and I will make up for it in the future."

As he said that, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire, he picked Ye Wanwan up and strode towards the bed.

"Your Majesty, stop it! Zhao Yi, what are you doing?" After saying a few words, he threw himself on the bed. Did he take the wrong medicine?

Ye Wanwan struggled, and Zhao Yi squeezed it so hard that her knuckles slammed into her flesh: "You are my noble concubine, so of course I want you to serve the bed!"

After speaking, Ye Wanwan was thrown onto the bed, and Ye Wanwan hurriedly pulled away.

Zhao Yi stood by the bed and looked at her condescendingly, as if he was looking at a prey struggling fearlessly, his eyes full of lust and predation: "Where are you going?"

As he spoke, he started to unbutton his buttons, took off his clothes in two or three times, and walked towards Ye Wanwan wearing only a thin shirt.

Ye Wanwan was frightened, but it was not the first time that Zhao Yi became nervous, so she naturally calmed down and glanced at the door. She couldn't just escape, but she wouldn't just obey.

Seeing Zhao Yi get on the bed, she rolled over by mistake and rolled down to stand by the bed. This time, she looked at Zhao Yi condescendingly.

A little frightened, but the voice was very cold: "What is the emperor doing? Suddenly, it scared the concubine."

Zhao Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at her calmly.

The half chair was beside the bed, and at the same time he held Ye Wanwan's hand, playing with it ambiguous, with obvious intentions.

It felt like a poisonous snake crawling across the skin, causing the scalp to tingle. Ye Wanwan pulled it out abruptly and said with a cold face, "The emperor wants to sleep with his concubine, this bed is for you."

Zhao Yi's face sank immediately: "You are my woman."

Ye Wanwan sneered: "Yes, I never said no."

After speaking, he got up: "I have been a transparent person for a year. This sudden, the concubine is flattered and has to slow down."

Zhao Yi loosened his expression: "Are you blaming me for neglecting you?"

Ye Wanwan: "My concubine thinks it's pretty good, the emperor doesn't have to worry about it."

Zhao Yi sat up: "Do you have to make trouble with me?"

"Don't dare." He said that he didn't dare, but he got up and walked out, went directly to the side hall, and closed the door. He really let Zhao Yi sleep in this bed.

Zhao Yi's face darkened, he was silent for a moment, then his anger erupted, and the door was actually torn down.

Ye Wanwan watched the door collapse and knew that she couldn't make it through tonight. She didn't lie down and just sat there waiting.

The door slammed down, Zhao Yi stepped in, Ye Wanwan was still sitting, watching him walk towards her step by step with anger, she felt like she was watching a farce.

"Does the emperor think that the body of his concubine is dirty now?"

In a word, Zhao Yi stopped.

Ye Wanwan looked up at him, her eyes light and cold.

The two just stared at each other silently, no one spoke for a moment, the atmosphere condensed, until a guard arrived in a hurry: "Your Majesty, urgent report!"

The fist in Zhao Yi's sleeve tightened and loosened, his face was ashen, and he was burning with anger, and finally flicked his sleeve and left.

In the huge side hall, only Ye Wanwan sat there alone, the room was empty, and only the door lying on the ground proved the anger of the king just now.

"Heh" Ye Wanwan smiled sarcastically.

It's ridiculous to want to get her, but think she's dirty.

It's like this every time, I don't know what kind of stimulation, I suddenly became interested in her, as if I had to get her, but in the end I couldn't pass the level in my heart.

But it's all driven by desire, how can you be sincere?

Vulnerable!
Qingsha and Dongyu walked in cautiously: "Niangniang, are you alright?"

Ye Wanwan narrowed her eyes: "Bengong is naturally good." The bad thing was Zhao Yi, who seemed to be seriously ill and insisted on coming to her to make trouble.

Ye Wanwan hated that Zhao Yi had been tossed and tossed again and again this time, and he couldn't find peace. He was so angry that he didn't know that her anger was no less than his.

It's a pity that she was born in a noble family, and there is such a huge family as the Ye family behind her, but her father is not against her, Ye Shaoyang is too weak, she has too few people to use, and her power is too small, and she doesn't even have the confidence to clamor with Zhao Yi.

Ye Shaoyang is still growing up, and the Marquis of Xinyang can't be used by her completely. The Lin family is too far away and their power is small, so the Ye family can't be counted on at all.

Ye Wanwan took a deep breath and had to endure it, just wait another year or two.

Ye Wanwan suppressed the anger in her heart and told herself that she couldn't be in a hurry and had to figure it out slowly. Suddenly, Yan Wu's figure appeared in her mind.

Yan Wu's power is indeterminate, the status of the Marquis of Zhen Guo, strong martial arts, military power, and won the trust of Zhao Yi, if there is his help, she can do whatever she wants right away.

But there will be no pie in the sky, Yan Wuwei is willing to help her, but he also has conditions.

She tried to get rid of Zhao Yi, one was for revenge, and the other was that she didn't want to serve Zhao Yi, but if the price of getting rid of Zhao Yi was to let herself serve others, what was the point of her doing this?
(End of this chapter)