"Your Majesty gave me your name, slave... how could I not like it? I was just so flattered that I forgot to thank you."
She made a move to get up, but he pulled her back into his arms. There was a smile on his lips again, and his thin lips pressed tightly against her ear: "There is no need to be polite. If you really want to thank you, there are other ways."
These words clearly meant something, and her earlobes were red and bleeding: "Yi'er understands."
When she was in his arms, she was really well-behaved and sweet. He chuckled and bit her ear beads. She thought he was going to continue, but he suddenly let go, straightened up and straightened his clothes.
Zhao Yi glanced at him inexplicably. Before he could react, Wuhen's voice suddenly came from outside the car door——
"Your Majesty, the palace has arrived."
Her heart tightened, and she finally understood why he suddenly opened up.
She turned to look at him and found that he was also looking at her.
Wuhen opened the car door from the outside, and Chi Yuan stood up first. She casually took a handkerchief to cover her eyes, and followed closely behind. When she stepped out of the carriage, a gust of north wind blew outside, and the chill that hit her face made the hairs on her body stand upright.
There were only a few thin pieces of fabric on her body, and she even took off her cloak in the carriage. The expression on her face was a bit stiff, and the corners of her mouth were numb from the cold.
The two of them stood on the carriage, Wuhen brought the pedals.
Zhao Yi glanced at the imposing gate of the palace and his eyelids jumped.
Today's Huainan Palace not only occupies the location of the Prime Minister's Palace of the Southern Dynasties, but also expands by one-third. The gate of the Palace is particularly grand, almost catching up with the tower gate of the Xuanzheng Hall. In front of the door are two stone armies, with ten soldiers standing on both sides.
More than one guard.
The wide open space in front of the door is now full of people. At a glance, it is a colorful patchwork of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and purple, all of which are weak women.
Her eyes moved, and she glanced at those people one by one through the veil in front of her eyes.
Although there are many women in Chiyuan's backyard, they are all concubines. There is no princess and only one concubine.
Legend has it that he loved his concubine very much, but because he still refused to straighten her out, many people speculated that this was all superficial pretense.
The concubine should not be here today. These concubines have no one to lead them, and they are all pushing forward as hard as they can.
"I respectfully welcome the prince back to his residence." She was still stunned when everyone in front of her knelt down neatly.
There are a lot of sounds of kneeling down, each sound sweeter than the last.
Although they were kneeling, most of them raised their eyes to look at Chi Yuan. Their expressions were swaying, coquettish and timid, and they could not restrain their enthusiasm. They wished they could rip off his clothes with their eyes.
Zhao Yi glanced at him.
There was no expression on Chi Yuan's face, his expression was indifferent. Seeing that there were people kneeling under the car, he seemed a little impatient.
He passed through thousands of flowers and not a single leaf touched him. He was very calm.
She smacked her tongue secretly, then thought of something and frowned in confusion.
Then who was the person last night who wanted to tear her apart, knock her bones, and suck out her marrow? It was clear just now that he looked like he wanted to eat her.
Chi Yuan saw that she had been staring at him, and saw her trembling shoulders, his eyes darkened, and he suddenly raised his lips, raised his hand to pull off his cloak, and put it on her body with a wave of his arm.
She was instantly enveloped in the rich and mellow scent of sandalwood. Before she could react, she immediately felt a chill on her neck. When she raised her eyes, several piercing eyes fell on her.
Resentment, incomprehension, jealousy.
She took a deep breath and resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
Does Chi Yuan really think she is just a pastime? He made her hate her as soon as they met. It was just a big cloak, and it was enough to make her stay on pins and needles in the palace for the rest of her life, and she was ostracized everywhere.
Could it be that watching her being abused was a pleasure for him?
"Everyone, get up." He was satisfied and got off the carriage.
Zhao Yi followed him into the gate, and a group of concubines even walked behind her.
"Your Majesty, the young minister of Dali Temple has been waiting outside the study for a long time, saying that he has something important to report." As soon as he entered the gate of the palace, the housekeeper hurriedly greeted him.
Chi Yuan nodded and glanced at the little man beside him.
"Arrange for her to stay." This chapter has been completed!
