Chapter 75 Could it be that this palace is too beautiful
Chapter 75 Could it be that I am too beautiful?
It took an hour and a half to walk back. The horse galloped wildly and took Ye Wanwan a long way. Fortunately, she only twisted her foot, so she was not in danger.
Someone had already reported Ye Wanwan's accident to Emperor Yang, and when Ye Wanwan returned, Zhao Yi was already waiting there.
Hearing that Ye Wanwan's foot was injured, Zhao Yi came over and stretched out his hand towards Ye Wanwan: "Come here."
He actually helped Ye Wanwan get off the horse himself.
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Ye Wanwan put her hand on his palm and slowly got off the horse. However, before she could stand upright, she was picked up by Zhao Yi.
"Your Majesty!" Ye Wanwan exclaimed, somewhat frightened.
Zhao Yi hugged her tightly: "Don't move."
His eyes swept across the group of guards: "Everyone, get out and receive your punishment."
Then he hugged Ye Wanwan and walked back, not forgetting to shout: "The imperial doctor."
Yan Chen was still holding the reins and standing there, looking at the imperial concubine who was being held in Emperor Yang's arms with an unclear expression.
It wasn't until the two figures disappeared that Yan Chen led the horse away.
There was a dull pain in the bruised area on his back, but he didn't seem to notice it.
The wound on Ji Jieyu's face was healed after applying medicine. She was gloating when she heard that Ye Wanwan had an accident while hunting. However, when she turned around and learned that Ye Wanwan had been carried back by Zhao Yi himself, she instantly felt filled with hatred.
, cannot be contained.
"Bitch!"
The Emperor was too tolerant of Ye Wanwan. Was this the beating she received?
No, she won't just swallow this breath. She must make Ye Wanwan pay the price.
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Zhao Yi had a look of pity on Ye Wanwan. He didn't dislike the dark green feet wrapped in herbs and even took the handkerchief to wipe it for her.
Ye Wanwan's first reaction was to shrink her legs, but Zhao Yi's hand had already fallen.
But after all, he was not serving people. Zhao Yi had already relaxed his hand, but the pressure still hurt Ye Wanwan. After the pain, she woke up.
"Does it hurt?" Zhao Yi asked gently.
Ye Wanwan just looked at him and didn't answer.
Zhao Yi sighed: "You said you are extremely coquettish and have a bad temper. Didn't I just forget to come see you? Look at how jealous you are."
The doting and helpless tone was very intimate, as if they had a very good relationship.
Ye Wanwan didn't feel flattered, she just felt it was fake. This hypocritical face made her sick.
So what was she going to say? She pretended to be shy, flattered, and acted out this passionate scene with him, and then she was worried that he would really let her sleep with him. She was uneasy, fearful, and disgusted, and tortured herself to the point of extreme pain.
What did she want after going through so much trouble, acting out a scene she knew full well, and finally posing her innocence as a factor, and then being completely exploited by him? To live her life again, but still feel so aggrieved, she might as well die completely to save the time.
Look at their disgusting faces again.
"It's really hard for the emperor."
Zhao Yi didn't know why: "What?"
"The emperor must be disgusted with me, very disgusted with me."
Zhao Yi retracted his hand and looked at her, his eyes sharp and narrow, with the pressure of an emperor, but Ye Wanwan was no longer afraid.
She lay back and leaned on the pillow, her posture was lazy, but her eyes were cold.
"My aunt has wanted me to marry you since she was a child. For you, no matter how beautiful the women from the Ye family are, they are not the ones who can win your heart, but the rope that binds you."
"No matter how beautiful I look, no matter how well my aunt taught me, in your eyes, it's worthless, so your aunt gave me the medicine. You knew it, but you didn't stop it. You don't want a prince born to a woman from the Ye family, so
You can even pamper Jiang Feixue, but you only keep me innocent."
"So, why bother?"
Ye Wanwan looked at him coldly: "How does the emperor want to humiliate me this time?"
"Suddenly you treat me so well, so tenderly, and even deign to wipe my feet with your own hands. So what price do I have to pay?"
Zhao Yiwen was angry: "Is this how you miss me?"
"What else?" Ye Wanwan sneered: "Do you think the emperor has changed his gender and suddenly fell in love with me? I'm not that big-hearted."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, please leave if you have nothing to do. I don't know what you are going to do, and even if I knew it, I wouldn't be able to stop it, so there is no need to waste your time and false feelings with me."
"Ye Wanwan!"
Zhao Yi was really angry. As an emperor, how could he tolerate a concubine provoking him like this?
Ye Wanwan looked at him, not afraid, but smiled: "Your Majesty is more sincere in this. Come, I will send you off to Your Majesty."
Everyone in the room had already knelt down, and the timid ones were trembling. The power of the emperor was not something that anyone could withstand.
Zhao Yi probably really wanted to kill Ye Wanwan, and the tendons on his forehead bulged, but in the end he left anyway.
Ye Wanwan tilted her head, suddenly feeling funny. In the past, she was so afraid of Zhao Yi, but looking at it now, she felt it was nothing more than that.
In the end, the reason is just that I am no longer afraid, I am not afraid that he will not like me, I am not afraid of not getting what I ask for, and I am not afraid of dying.
The spirit has been stretched repeatedly, and the more times it is used, the more it becomes numb.
It doesn't matter even if Zhao Yi is angered, she will either die or she will be bold and domineering in the future. After all, she must live more happily, otherwise it is not worth it to torture herself to death.
Among the people kneeling on the ground was the imperial doctor who had just arrived. He was the one who was shaking the most. After hearing such words today, I wonder if he will be silenced if he turns around.
Wiping the sweat from his head, he stepped forward bravely: "Your Majesty... I'm a lower official..."
"roll!"
"yes!"
After the person was driven away, Ye Wanwan realized that it seemed to be the imperial doctor.
She glanced at her feet and felt that it was nothing serious, so she simply ignored them and asked Qingsha to wash herself, change her clothes and go back to sleep.
Drowsily, Ye Wanwan felt a chill on her feet. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw Yan Chen kneeling beside the bed, lifting her quilt, taking medicine and applying it to her feet.
Ye Wanwan paused but did not stop him.
After applying the medicine, wrapping his feet with cloth strips, and packing his things, Yan Chen looked at Ye Wanwan.
"Why would your Majesty offend the Emperor because of your anger?"
Ye Wanwan raised her eyebrows, her eyes flickered, and she gave a slight joking smile: "It's rare, Xiao Shenzi, do you care about me?"
Yan Chen stepped forward slightly and knelt on one knee beside Ye Wanwan's bed: "I am naturally worried about your Majesty."
To put it bluntly, this is not touching at all.
Ye Wanwan looked at the curtain on the bed and twitched her lips: "It's nothing, I just don't want to watch him act. He's not tired, but I am. I'm worried and frightened. I have nightmares at night. I can't sleep peacefully. I really can't.
I had no energy to accompany him in acting, so I simply opened up and said, he hates me anyway, so just hate me to the end."
After she finished speaking, she didn't get an answer. She turned around and saw Yan Chen looking straight at her. This look was a bit weird, but she couldn't tell.
She must have just woken up and her mind was a little confused. Ye Wanwan turned slightly to the side, held her head with one hand, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a flirtatious smile: "Why are you so stupid, little eunuch? Could it be that I am too beautiful?
Made you lose your soul?"
If it were a man in front of the bed, it would be a bit ambiguous, but the man was just a little eunuch. Because he was good-looking but physically handicapped, Ye Wanwan actually felt pity for him, so she just teased him casually.
Yan Chen narrowed his eyes and lowered his head: "Your Majesty, you are absolutely beautiful."
Ye Wanwan's expression paused and she sighed: "You're such a serious person, so boring."
The boring little Shenzi didn't care, and only warned: "My wife's foot injury has healed a lot, and it should be enough to apply medicine twice more, but try not to go to the ground for these two days."
After a pause, he said, "My servant is guarding outside the palace."
After Yan Chen finished speaking, he left. Ye Wanwan tugged at her lips. Although she was depressed, she was also sensible and could barely be considered comforting.