Sang Yan knew that Long Yan was displeased, but he didn't try to flatter him. Instead, he said without being humble or arrogant: "If the emperor doesn't like it, just pick the one he likes. This palace is full of colors, and there will always be something the emperor likes."
She is rejecting him.
He Ying could hear this and said with a straight face and angrily: "You are more sure than me."
If there really was an imperial palace, how could he not have an heir now?
Sang Yan felt that this topic was not suitable to continue, so he changed the subject: "Your Majesty, my servant came here today, and as Concubine Sang said, she needs your protection, and her illness has improved. She said that she would hold a banquet in the evening, please honor the Emperor."
He Ying knew the purpose behind the banquet and was originally conniving, but when he heard her say it, he felt unhappy.
She helped Concubine Sang plot against him.
She is pushing him to other women.
This all means one thing - she has no intention of him.
Maybe I'm still thinking about the dead man.
How could this be true?
Could it be that the emperor of his country couldn't compare to that dead man?
"Concubine Sang is interested."
He suppressed his jealousy and smiled softly: "It's just that you just said that I am busy with government affairs, so this banquet is not necessary."
Sang Yan didn't know the emperor's true thoughts, so he advised: "No matter how busy the emperor is, you should pay attention to your health. Rest is for better work."
"That sounds reasonable."
"Your Majesty is wise."
"Since you kindly invited me, I will go and take a look for your sake."
"...I would like to express my gratitude to the Emperor on behalf of Concubine Sang."
Seeing that his goal was achieved, Sang Yan stood up and said goodbye: "I will go back now to convey the good news to Concubine Sang."
He Ying nodded and looked at her in a blink of an eye.
soon.
Pei Muyang walked in: "Your Majesty——"
He Ying glanced at him: "What's the matter?"
Pei Muyang replied: "Youlanxuan sent someone to invite you, saying that Concubine Lan has obtained a calligraphy treasure of Master Xiu Ming. Please come and appreciate it."
Master Xiu Ming is a famous calligrapher.
He was addicted to drinking and could not read unless he was drunk, so he became a drunkard.
His drunken writing is as wild as a galloping horse, and as misty as flowing water and clouds.
It became a fashion for a while.
He Ying likes to collect his works.
Concubine Lan fell in love with her and he couldn't refuse her.
Of course, the main reason why he didn't refuse was that he wanted to see what kind of medicine the imperial concubine was selling.
Sang Yan invited him to a banquet, and Concubine Lan asked him to appraise the treasure.
Oh.
interesting.
"Your Majesty, do you want to go?"
Seeing that the emperor was silent, Pei Muyang asked urgently.
He Ying listened and nodded: "Let's drop by."
"yes."
Pei Muyang turned around and asked someone to prepare the chariot.
*
The sun sets in the west.
Darkness falls.
Youlanxuan lit the lamp.
The light is dim and soft.
It's a very gentle and comfortable atmosphere.
When He Ying arrived, the palace people were busy serving wine and food.
"See your Majesty——"
They all knelt down and saluted.
He Ying waved his hand and said, "I won't be eating here. Please step aside."
Concubine Lan Zhou Jinglan came forward and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, even if you don't need to eat, please have some wine. If you are a little tipsy and enjoy the drunken books, wouldn't you be able to appreciate the beauty of the drunken books even more?"
This is a good reason.
He Ying couldn't refuse for a moment.
Seeing that he didn't say anything else, Zhou Jinglan poured the wine herself.
The wine is not strong wine, but fruit wine.
Rich aroma.
Pour it into a crystal cup, the orange color is very beautiful.
"This is lychee wine."
Zhou Jinglan picked up a cup, smiled affectionately, and said softly: "I heard that the lychees donated by Minzhou were damaged a lot on the road. I don't think the emperor even tasted a few of them, so I had someone make lychee wine and asked the emperor to taste it."
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"My beloved concubine is interested."
He Ying looked at the wine for a long time, but didn't take it.
Zhou Jinglan felt guilty. Seeing his actions that seemed to be insightful, the hand holding the wine glass was trembling faintly.
Seeing this, He Ying was sure that there was something wrong in her mind, and her smile turned gentle: "Why does my beloved concubine seem to be so afraid of me today?"
Zhou Jinglan turned pale, took two steps back, lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty, I forgive you. I was so happy to see you that I lost my composure and forgot that you should not be close to women."
She put the glass of wine on the table and looked at Pei Muyang: "Please, Eunuch Pei, please present it to the emperor."
Pei Muyang took the wine glass and presented it to the emperor.
He Ying looked at the wine in front of him, but he still only looked at it and did not pick it up.
Zhou Jinglan watched this scene and swallowed nervously: "Your Majesty——"
He Ying listened to her voice and finally answered.
He held the wine, swayed it between his nose, and sniffed lightly. He did not drink it, but looked at her and said, "Do you really want me to drink it, my dear concubine?"
He is still giving her a chance.
Zhou Jinglan wanted to shrink back for a moment, but when she saw his gentle eyebrows and thought that she would be favored immediately, could be his first woman, and could give birth to an heir for him, she regained her courage: "A beautiful night, a beautiful woman with good wine."
,The emperor doesn’t like it?”
When He Ying saw that she was determined to have her own way, he didn't say much, just turned cold, placed the wine glass heavily on the table, and said sternly: "Call the imperial doctor!"
When Zhou Jinglan heard this, she was filled with disbelief: "Your Majesty!"
She knelt down and shed tears: "What did I do wrong?"
"Are you sure you want me to tell you?"
He Ying's voice was cold, and his eyes were full of disgust.
He knew the smell of the aphrodisiac wine as soon as he smelled it.
The previous emperor, his brother, was ruined by these unsavory things.
"Zhou Jinglan, your father is the Minister of Rites, and he values etiquette. How can he teach a daughter like you?"
These words are heartbreaking.
Zhou Jinglan screamed in pain: "Is it wrong for me, my concubine, to love the emperor? Is it wrong for me, my concubine, to want to have children for the emperor?"
"This intention is not wrong, but this move is a big mistake. Zhou Jinglan, I have already given you a chance."
He Ying had no intention of saying too much, so he turned his head, no longer looking at her, and said indifferently: "Send the order, Concubine Lan is drunk and has no state. If she commits the crime below, she will be demoted to Lan Concubine and banned from Youlan Pavilion. She will never be able to leave."
This is almost relegated to limbo.
Concubine Lan, no, she is Concubine Lan now. I didn’t expect that the short-term favor was really just a dream.
It's over.
Everything is finished.
She slumped to the ground, her hairpin fell off her head, and her black hair spread out.
"Your Majesty, think twice——"
Zhou Jinglan's confidant palace maid Ming Tao hurried in, knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, your Majesty has a reason for doing this. It's the Nasang sisters! Yes, it's their fault——"
"presumptuous!"
He Ying shouted sharply, not wanting this matter to involve Sang Yan.
But for the sake of her master, Mingtao couldn't care less and continued: "They intended to get the dragon body drunk and do evil things to you. When the empress heard the news, she was furious and did something wrong——"
"Shut up!"
He Ying was completely furious, grabbed the wine glass and threw it on the ground, shouting angrily: "How did your mother-in-law know this kind of news? It must be you, a bitch slave, who is stirring up trouble! Come here, drag her down and beat her to death with sticks!"
When the emperor is angry, there will be death and injury.
The eunuchs immediately took orders and dragged her out.
Mingtao knew that what she said would not end well, and she was prepared to die. Therefore, she did not beg for mercy. When she was dragged away, she shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, the Sang sisters are the culprits!
If you want to punish them, you will also punish them! Your Majesty, your Majesty is innocent, your Majesty is innocent——"
Not a moment.
The sound of execution could be heard outside.
The dull sound of the stick hitting the flesh was harsh and harsh.
Zhou Jinglan seemed to have been woken up by the beating. When she saw the emperor was about to leave, she suddenly rushed towards him, hugged his legs, and begged: "Your Majesty, don't fight! Don't fight!"
He Ying didn't expect that Zhou Jinglan would dare to touch him. He was unprepared for a moment and was hugged by her. His body immediately started to itch.
The burning feeling quickly spread from the legs to the body, arms, and neck——
The large and dense red bumps made him disgusted and irritable: "Let go! Zhou Jinglan, if you don't let go, I will let the entire Youlanxuan people be buried with you for your stupidity! Come on!"