The queen is charming, but powerful ministers lure her to seize power and usurp the throne

Chapter 37 Seducing Doujiao 2
When the emperor received the news from Yong'an Palace, he smiled and was noncommittal. He neither said he wanted to go nor said he wouldn't go.

I just said I would come when I was free, but it was hard to say whether I was free or not.

It had been a long time since Zhe Sang had prepared so carefully. The procedures full of friendship, bathing and washing, elaborate dressing up, hair accessories, clothes, and cups of incense were all carefully prepared.It was probably after I got used to it during this period that I finally realized how much I had put into it in the past.

Those dishes were the emperor's favorite, and Zhe Sang had carefully studied his taste. Unfortunately, the pampered emperor never tasted these dishes and looked down upon them.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty has just gone to Yangxin Pavilion in the study room. I'm afraid I won't be able to come tonight. Let's have a meal first." Chongqing advised.

Zhe Sang looked at the boundless night and remembered the emperor's words today.

"He will come."

Sometimes he couldn't figure out the emperor's plans, but she had a premonition of what he would do.

Just waiting like this, the moonlight rose, and the delicious food on the table gradually turned cold. Amid Chongqing's suspicion, the dragon chariot finally came.

Zhe Sang looked at the cold food. He always came so late. He really didn't care.

"The water is cold. Let's get a warm one."

Zhe Sang soaked his hand in a basin of cold water.

"No, that's it."

She said and wiped her face again, just to cool it down.As usual, he went to wait at the palace gate first. After a while, a group of people came with lanterns.

The silent Yong'an Palace became lively.

"Didn't I tell you not to stand in this wind?" The emperor said this in a pleasant tone, and reached out to take her hand.

Obviously, he enjoyed her anticipation and waiting.

A man may not love a woman, but that doesn't stop him from enjoying her.

It feels cold. I think I stood there for a while.

"I want to see the Holy Emperor as soon as possible, so it's better to take a first look." Her whisper reached the emperor's ears clearly.

A smile appeared on the emperor's lips, and the thoughts he had during the day seemed to fade away again.

He was very satisfied that she would always stand at the door like this, humbly waiting for him to appear.

Under the light, she was indeed beautiful after being carefully dressed up, but he thought of the hibiscus in the daytime.

"Your Majesty, can we have dinner?" In fact, it was already past dinner time, but Zhe Sang still asked.

"Used."

The emperor went to Yangxin Pavilion for dinner. Mrs. An became even more indulgent and clingy after becoming pregnant.

"Yeah. Just use it."

The emperor heard the disappointment in her tone that was not concealed, and remembered that the palace servant said in the afternoon that she had prepared dinner and cooked it with her own hands.

"What about you?" he asked suddenly.

"Yeah, I've used it."

She hesitated to answer, but the emperor saw the bright side hall at a glance, which was the dining room of Yong'an Palace.

"lie."

He said and pulled her towards the side hall. The food was still the same and the cups were clean.

There were clearly no traces of movement.

Seeing the person beside him looking down in sadness, he suddenly felt a little soft-hearted. She had been waiting for him here.

"I forgot to let anyone tell you." He said.

"If I don't come next time, you can use it yourself first."

She said, "What if the Holy One forgets to eat someday?"

Her first reaction was not to blame him for coming too late, but to worry that he had really forgotten to eat.

The emperor pulled her to sit down and said, "Eunuch Xu is here, so you don't have to worry."

"You have been waiting for so long. You are hungry. Eat quickly. I am here to accompany you."

He said, picking up a chopstick dish for Zhe Sang.

Zhe Sang stared at him dreamily, seeming to be very touched by his thoughtfulness and concern.He carefully picked up the dishes on the plate and tasted them carefully, with a happy smile on his lips.

The food at the entrance was cold, not very delicious, and tasted like nothing.

In fact, if the emperor forgot to eat, Zhe Sang would definitely ask someone to cook something hot instead of serving him cold dishes.

She was secretly calculating in her heart, it turned out that love and dislike, care and indifference were all distinct and couldn't be faked.

After dinner, the two returned to the dormitory.

The emperor saw the jug and cup on the table at a glance, and remembered the wine he did not drink last time.

This time, before Zhe Sang could speak, he picked up the pot and poured the wine first.

"I didn't taste the wine last time, but I made up for it this time." He smiled and drank it in one gulp.

Taking that cup, he poured another cup and passed it to Zhe Sang's lips.

Zhe Sang blushed, turned his head away, and took it without drinking.

"The Holy One also said that I should compensate my concubine properly? How can one cup be enough?"

"Oh, what do you think of me?"

The eyes that fell on her gradually deepened, and the crimson color on her face made her come alive. The emperor couldn't help but want to reach out and touch her.

Zhe Sang put the wine glass into his hand and said angrily, "Three drinks as a punishment."

Maybe it was because he felt a little bit of rare guilt in his heart, or maybe the Izuku Hibiscus kept dangling in front of him during the day.

The emperor laughed, took a sip and drank it happily, poured another glass and drank again.

"So satisfying?"

The strong alcohol passed through the throat and entered the abdomen, igniting a fire and making the person feel dizzy.

For the first time, he saw the queen's charming eyes and silky look. She had a stunning aura and was no longer dull and obedient.

With red lips, black hair, and fragrant skin, she was like a fine wine, exuding a delicate fragrance, waiting for someone to take a sip.

"satisfy."

She approached with a smile and snuggled into his arms, which was warm and fragrant, nothing more than that.

It was so thin that it seemed like the bones of his body would be broken into pieces if he exerted any force.

He was drunk, even after three drinks.

For the first time, he knew that the queen of the night was like this, soft as water, tolerant of all things, but also hiding mysteries and ups and downs.

The best is like water, tolerant yet resistant, warm yet indulgent.

The lamps were blown out one by one, and the entire Yong'an Palace fell into the intoxicating night.

In his intoxicating dreamland, the emperor had a rare dream of the day he married Su Zhesang five years ago.

The weather was not good that day, with continuous rain. Four servants in a small sedan stopped at the door of his palace. Here was his princess.

She was sent here by the Su family without authorization. Fu Rong had no intention of marrying her, even if Su Qiong'an regretted the marriage.

Such a simple sedan chair was carrying his bride, his princess. I really don't know if it was Su Mansion's pity or humiliation?

He stood at the door without speaking, his face was ashen, and he thought that if he could, he would stab him to death.

No one opened the sedan curtain and helped the bride out of the sedan. She came out on her own.

Fu Rong drew out the sword of the guard beside him, he would stab her to death.

The bright red wedding dress she wore was very exquisite and gorgeous, in sharp contrast to the simple sedan chair. It was a little wider and longer for her, obviously it couldn't support its charm and beauty.

It's like a wizened little girl sneaking into a lady's fine clothes, which is a bit funny.

But the auspicious totem of dragon and phoenix above, gold and silver threads, and brilliant pearls.

Fu Rong recognized at a glance that it was the wedding dress prepared by Su Qiong'an.

When he thought of Su Qiong'an's serious and joyful preparation, he couldn't do it after all. It wasn't that he didn't want to kill the concubine, but he just didn't want to destroy the wedding dress.

(End of this chapter)