Jiang Feixue couldn't bear to see others being favored, and I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to see her cousin being favored.
She was jealous of anyone who was favored by the emperor, and if this person was Ye Wanwan, she would be even more resentful.
Ye Wanwan once devoted herself to Zhao Yi and suppressed everyone, including Jiang Feixue. She always felt that Jiang Feixue was here to replace her and regarded Jiang Feixue as her enemy, but she did not really study Jiang Feixue's character.
This time, Jiang Feixue saw through Jiang Feixue. In her heart, Jiang Feixue only pretended to be rich and powerful in this palace. She was ambitious and had no affection. No matter whether she treated her well or not, Jiang Feixue would become her rival and we would die.
This... is good, but if you really have feelings, it would be really distressing.
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Ye Wanwan took off her clothes, changed her clothes and rested. She was in a bad mood and drove all the people waiting outside, and the entire dormitory became quiet.
The lights were dim and illuminated the night, which was lonely.
The maid keeping vigil stayed behind, and everyone else went to rest in the nearby huts.
After a day of hard work, everyone was so exhausted that they fell asleep on the bed.
Listening to the sound of sleeping people breathing in the room, someone groped their way up, quietly opened the door and walked out.
The palace where the imperial concubine lived was next to the main hall of Emperor Yangdi, with only two corridors in between.
He took the figure and walked cautiously towards the corridor. Just as he was about to reach Emperor Yang's bedroom, someone suddenly covered his mouth and pulled him away.
"Well!"
"Touch." The man was thrown hard against the wall. Before he could react, a dagger was placed in front of him.
"Where are you going?"
The person on the ground turned out to be Mu Xiang, the palace maid next to the imperial concubine. She raised her head and looked at Yan Chen, who had a cold and evil face in front of her, and trembled: "No... no, I just walked around casually."
"That's where the emperor lives, wouldn't you know?" Yan Chen said in a cold voice, clearly not believing her at all.
Mu Xiang's face was pale and she had no way of quibbling, and Yan Chen didn't want to hear it either.
"Tell me, who do you belong to?"
He asked, but didn't give her a chance to answer, because the knife pierced her arm directly, and a piece of cloth blocked her mouth, so she couldn't even scream.
Mu Xiang shivered in pain, but Yan Chen did not intend to let her go, so he directly raised his hand and stabbed her again.
Mu Xiang's eyes widened in pain and tears flowed wildly.
"Woo..." Why is this man so cruel? Is he a devil?
Yan Chen slowly pulled out the knife. When he did it, it was so fast that people couldn't react. But when he pulled it out, it was extremely slow, as if the knife was too dull and was cutting into the flesh like a saw.
Just one action made Mu Xiang deeply feel his cruelty.
However, this was not the end yet. Yan Chen slowly raised it again: "What do you want to say now?"
Muxiang shivered in pain, and her whole body was shaking, not entirely because of pain, but also fear.
She was so scared at the moment that she didn't dare to hide anything and told everything. It was just an informer.
Yan Chen let her go: "Nothing happened tonight, understand?"
Mu Xiang nodded repeatedly and said in a trembling voice: "This slave understands... I understand... I will definitely not talk nonsense..."
Yan Chen let her go. Mu Xiang wanted to get up, but her body became weak and fell down. She raised her head in panic. Through the light on the opposite side, she saw the tip of the knife hanging in Yan Chen's hand, with blood dripping from it.
He was bleeding, and it was as if he could still feel the pain of the knife piercing his body.
The next moment Yan Chen turned around and left, not taking her seriously at all. At this moment, Mu Xiang could not feel any resistance or hatred, but was so frightened that she wanted to run back, never wanting to see Yan Chen again.
Yan Chen came out of that corner and looked at the hem of his clothes through the light of the corridor, but saw no blood.
He slowly wiped the dagger clean with a handkerchief and put it away, and then walked towards the imperial concubine's bedroom. He would keep vigil outside the palace tonight.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped over, I saw the imperial concubine standing there at the corner.
She was still wearing pajamas and a cloak. She didn't have anyone behind her, and she didn't know how long she had been here. The position where she stood was exactly where Mu Xiang left, but she couldn't see the foot of the wall.
Yan Chen wasn't sure how much she saw, so she paused and walked over: "Mom, it's cold at night."
Ye Wanwan didn't care whether it was cold or not, she just sighed: "It smells like wood."
Apparently she saw Mu Xiang leave, or she came out on purpose to see if anyone could not sit still.
The imperial concubine was kissed by Emperor Yang, but she immediately washed her face when she came back, as if she had touched something dirty. If this news reached Emperor Yang's ears, Ye Wanwan would be doomed. Those who wanted to harm her would not let go.
Such a good opportunity has passed, and those people's informants will naturally not let go of such a good opportunity to make meritorious deeds.
She had gone to great lengths to arrange the people around her, so she couldn't hold herself back.
However, this person was Mu Xiang, which was beyond Ye Wanwan's expectations. Mu Xiang was a son of the Lin family, and was taught by Aunt Lin herself. He should have been loyal to Ye Wanwan, and could even become a confidant.
It turns out that even if you come out of the same house, you can't tell them apart when you enter the palace.
"Whose is she?"
"emperor."
It turned out to be Zhao Yi's man. Indeed, serving the emperor was a better choice.
Is it uncomfortable to be betrayed? It's not uncomfortable. Anyway, I didn't have much expectations. I'm just a slave. I'm just a little emotional. I once again saw the dangers of this harem clearly, and once again I saw the people around me clearly.
After withdrawing her thoughts, Ye Wanwan noticed that Yan Chen was standing very close and what she saw in front of her was his chest: "Have you grown taller recently?"
She remembered that he wasn't that tall, right? Why did she have to look up to look at him now?
Upon hearing this, Yan Chen knelt down on one knee and looked up at her.
Although this action didn't say anything, she seemed to feel that it showed loyalty and flattery, which gave her an indescribable feeling, but it was not annoying.
And at this height... Ye Wanwan didn't know why but she reached out her hand and touched his head.
I didn’t realize until I was done stroking, why does this behavior look so much like petting a dog?
"Feel sorry......"
Ye Wanwan said dryly, feeling a little embarrassed.
I touched it unconsciously, it seemed a bit impolite. Someone had obviously finished teasing her by putting her fan against her chin.
Ye Wanwan stiffly tried to take her hand back, but Yan Chen grabbed her and placed it firmly on his head.
He looked up at her with stern eyes: "This slave belongs to the queen, but only according to the queen's orders."
After that, he added: "Anything is allowed, including killing."
His firm and cold expression and voice left no one doubting that he was telling lies.
Ye Wanwan subconsciously retracted her hand, and she could feel herself grabbing Yan Chen's hair, but he didn't react at all and looked at her persistently.
Killing someone for her was really an extremely tempting offer, and she was a little tempted.
Although Ye Wanwan wanted to kill many people now, she did not act impulsively. Even if Yan Chen was very powerful in martial arts, those people were not something he could kill.
"I will remember it."
He took back his hand and said, "It's late at night, let's take a rest."