Although Ye Wanwan was very heartless, she still pretended to be worried and went to the Queen Mother early the next morning to ask for news.
"Aunt, how is my brother?" With such a nervous look, those who didn't know thought she was in a hurry.
The Queen Mother frowned: "Your father just sent the news. Shaoyang is particularly involved. The evidence is solid. I'm afraid it won't be so easy to escape."
At this point, the Queen Mother couldn't help but complain: "I thought that Shaoyang would finally wake up and become sensible, but in the end, he was still stuck in the mud and could not hold up the wall."
Ye Wanwan nodded firmly: "That's not true."
He doesn't know how to do anything, he is the first to cause trouble, and he deserves to be scolded.
Ye Shaoyang:...He was really unjust this time, okay? Misfortune fell from the sky, and he didn't even find a place to cry.
Ye Wanwan went back "worried" and left the matter to the Queen Mother. But before noon, she heard that the Queen Mother went to the Chaoyang Palace to find the emperor in person.
The reason was that the emperor sentenced Ye Shaoyang to death.
Originally, Ye Wanwan really didn't want to take care of the person as long as he survived, but the punishment they used on Ye Shaoyang was to use a cane.
Ye Wanwan immediately felt pain in her fingers and heart.
She thought that Zhao Yi was just using Ye Shaoyang to threaten her, and not just to kill her. Now it seems that she was really too naive and underestimated the emperor's ruthlessness.
Pinch your fingers...
Ye Wanwan looked down at her hand, which was clearly jade and slender, but she seemed to see bloody flesh and blood.
After sitting for a while, Ye Wanwan slowly stood up: "Go to Chaoyang Palace."
When Ye Wanwan arrived, the Queen Mother had already quarreled with Zhao Yi. She didn't know what Zhao Yi said that aroused the Queen Mother. She had always been submissive to Zhao Yi and shouted angrily: "Your Majesty!"
"Shaoyang is also your cousin and a close relative by blood. How can you be so ruthless? If he really has a problem, do you want your uncle to have a white-haired man to send a black-haired man? How can the Ai family explain to their dead sister-in-law?"
Zhao Yi's voice was calm, as if he could not feel the Queen Mother's anger at all: "The Queen Mother only wants to explain to the Ye family, so how can I explain to the civil and military officials, and to the world? I am the emperor, and if I am partial to others, what will happen to the courtiers below?
Look, what will the people think? Where is my mother going to put me for the Ye family?"
Such profound reasons, such high-sounding excuses, the Queen Mother was speechless and speechless. She was so angry that her chest heaved up and down. After taking a few deep breaths, she walked away.
The Queen Mother most wanted to please her own son, but she was also the most angry with her own son. Probably because he had understood the Queen Mother's wishes, Zhao Yi never showed mercy to the Queen Mother and always had the upper hand. If the Queen Mother died one day,
In all likelihood, she was mad to death from her biological son.
When the Queen Mother walked far away, Ye Wanwan slowly walked over. No one stopped her, so she walked in alone.
Zhao Yi was still sitting in his seat without moving, looking calm and calm, showing that he had just made his own mother so angry.
Zhao Yi was not surprised at all when he saw Ye Wanwan appear. He ignored her and just sat there, like a hunter waiting for his prey to slowly walk into the trap.
He was waiting, waiting for Ye Wanwan to kneel down and plead for mercy, begging him to let Ye Shaoyang go, waiting for Ye Wanwan to surrender before him and be obedient.
But it's obviously impossible.
There was no nervous pleading on Ye Wanwan's face. Instead, her lips were slightly raised. There was a hint of evil in her beautiful and delicate face, and her eyebrows were slightly raised, which was very seductive.
She smiled sweetly and was charming: "If the emperor wants to see my concubine dance, he can just say no. Why go to all this trouble?"
She moved lightly and walked smoothly: "Finding some unfounded charges to pin on my idiot brother's head, and having to face the wrath of the Queen Mother, it's really embarrassing for you."
He walked up to him and looked condescendingly at the emperor in front of him. Just this posture and eyes could be said to be a treasonous act.
She leaned forward slightly, raised her hand and gently placed it on Zhao Yi's shoulder. With a slight force, she pushed Zhao Yi's body towards the back of the chair.
Looking down at him, her cold eyes looked into his sharp eyes without hesitation, allowing him to clearly see the coldness in his own eyes.
She is cold and her heart is cold, but her actions are extremely ambiguous.
Her fingertips landed on his cheek, caressing it gently, and then slid all the way down to his throat.
So good? He actually didn't care when she touched his neck. It was a pity that she didn't know martial arts and couldn't strangle him to death with one hand. Otherwise...she really wanted to try.
He was thinking this in his heart, but his eyes were still looking at Zhao Yi without any guilt.
That obvious malice was really treasonous, but...he didn't want to kill her, his heart was numb and trembling, and he couldn't help but have an impulsive reaction.
He couldn't help but reach out to hold her waist, but Ye Wanwan turned around and slipped away from his hands, leaving gracefully without looking back.
To tease and leave, it's so heartless that it's outrageous.
Zhao Yi failed to chase the person immediately and regretted it when the person was far away. The fire had been ignited, and the fire was starting to spread out of control.
Then, Zhao Yi called a palace maid at the door to come in. The house was turned upside down, and the fire was so fierce that the sound inside could be heard clearly from the door.
The palace maid cried heartbreakingly, but the emperor kept shouting "Wanwan, Wanwan".
After hearing this, Yuan De at the door tightened his hand on the fly whisk and couldn't help but spit: Ye Wanwan, this enchanting concubine!
Ye Wanwan knew nothing about what happened next. Even if she knew, she could only say...the kidneys are good.
Zhao Yi loved to favor whoever he favored, let alone just a palace maid, even if he dragged Yuan to the dragon's bed, it was still his business.
Yuan De grinned: This vicious woman!!!
Ye Wanwan was walking while thinking about what had just happened. It was a sudden idea to tease Zhao Yi. She didn't want to anger him again and get hurt by him. It was too painful.
But Zhao Yi's reaction was really beyond her expectation. She didn't expect that he would show such an expression as if he could be controlled.
In her previous life, she begged but couldn't get any sympathy from him. Her hard-hearted look made Ye Wanwan think that it was her request that she couldn't get. However, her reincarnation made her understand that no matter how arrogant and cold-blooded the emperor was, he was just a human being.
Men, and men's desire to conquer is often very mean. They don't like the gentle little things that come to his door, and they like those who treat him without pretense.
Not to mention, watching Zhao Yi's emotions being controlled by her is quite a sense of accomplishment.
If I could hold him firmly in the palm of my hand for the rest of my life, tsk tsk... forget it, a person like Zhao Yi would have to die to be pleasing to the eye.
One day in front of his soul, she will definitely cry more sincerely than anyone else.
As for the dance... isn't it just a dance...
Ye Wanwan really hated it. She hated being ordered by Zhao Yi and being treated as a trick by everyone, but wasn't there anything she could do about it?
She had never danced in her life, so she just treated it as a special thing.