His cold voice made Zi Sang tremble, and then he realized the difference in status between them, and hurriedly knelt down and saluted: "See you, Your Majesty!"
However, the moment she knelt down, an inexplicable familiarity flashed through her mind: Where had she seen such a scene before?
Has she knelt down before others, or has she been knelt down by others?
She can't remember...
"Get up." He waved his hand. He had no intention of embarrassing her in the first place. When he saw her kneeling down, the impatience on his brows became even more intense. "It's none of your business anymore. Just stand down."
This throne gave him too many constraints, and now he just wanted to break away from that identity and sit here for a while, not wanting to spoil his mood by watching someone kneeling in front of him.
"...Okay." She hesitated and stood up, sighing with relief.
"You seem very happy?" Just when she was about to turn around, he suddenly stretched out his hand to block her in front of her and smiled coldly, "Am I so scary? That you don't want to stay there for a second?"
His current appearance indeed makes many people stay away from him, but she is the first one who dares to "escape" so obviously!
"No!" Zisang shook his head, denying reflexively, but she couldn't tell him the truth - she just wanted to get out of the way when he asked her to leave, so she didn't have to talk to him about Ziqian, let alone
There is no need to beg him in a low voice to favor Sachiko Akane for once...
"Okay." He curled his lips, put down his hand, and pointed at the wine glass on the table, "Since you don't think I'm scary, come over and pour me some wine!"
The night breeze blows gently, the quiet air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers, and the various fragrances in the imperial garden are mixed together, making people feel cheerful.
However, there is still a depressing atmosphere circulating between Xuanyuan Jin and Zi Sang.
Xuanyuan Jin's drinking capacity was astonishing. He was sitting there, drinking one glass after another, and it seemed that he would never get drunk after a thousand drinks. Zi Sang could only stay by the side, not talking, and just help him pour wine one glass after another.
Finally, she emptied all the wine bottles on the table. She didn't want to go through many twists and turns to get the wine, so she simply broke the silence and asked him in a low voice: "Your Majesty, are you worried?"
"Worried?" Xuanyuan Jin sneered, stroking the delicate rim of the cup with his long knuckles, rubbing the celadon print on it, and then murmured after a while, "Do I still have a heart?"
In this world of imperial power struggle, in a world where this person has become a puppet of power, what is he...?
Is he still the same Xuanyuan Jin as before?
His words made the atmosphere dull for no reason. Zi Sang curled his lips, swallowed the consolation that was on his lips, and simply plucked up the courage to continue asking: "The emperor is here for the new imperial concubine.
Are you worried about something?"
On the wedding night, he was drinking in the imperial garden. I'm afraid it had something to do with the matter of the new princess, right?
My sister is crying like this, and Xuanyuan Jin must be upset too.
"Why are you asking so many questions!" Xuanyuan Jin's eyes turned cold and he warned coldly, "My affairs are not something that a little palace maid like you should be asking about! Pour the wine!"
With a "ping" sound, he slammed the cup in his hand on the table, breaking a corner of the cup in an instant, turning the delicate cup into a junk semi-finished product in an instant.
"The cup is broken." Zi Sang sighed softly, raised his hand slightly, and silently put away the wine cup under Xuanyuan Jin's cold eyes and put it aside, "Your Majesty, can people's hearts be broken in the same way?"
The understatement came out of her mouth, and the question she asked was indeed a question that killed two birds with one stone. Xuanyuan Jin suddenly raised his head and clasped her neck with one hand.
"What do you want to say?"
He suddenly felt that the woman in front of him was not a palace maid!
Because it is impossible for such a bold palace maid to exist!
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!" Zisang called him with difficulty in breathing after being pinched like this. When his face turned red from holding it in, he suddenly let go, but his eyes remained cold as he looked at her.
"The Emperor doesn't like Zi Qian, right?" Xuanyuan Jin was already irritated anyway, so she simply spoke directly and finished her sentence at once, "The Emperor can't just decide the royal rules according to his own will, right?"
"...Yes." He raised his eyebrows and smiled bitterly, and the anger in his body suddenly disappeared a lot.
Originally, he was really angry when he saw a little girl talking shamelessly in front of him, and even wanted to kill her personally with the help of alcohol. But... what she said was very reasonable!
It was so complicated and helpless that even a little girl could see it clearly.
And as an emperor who has to survive in a world of chaos, isn't he a bit too cowardly?
"You see clearly, then you should tell me, is there any solution?" He raised his eyebrows and smiled. He looked at the woman standing in front of him quietly, thinking about the man who saved her outside the palace that day.
That scene——
He never thought that he would have the chance to meet her in this life! He never thought that it would be such a coincidence.
"I'm just listening!" Zisang smiled, took the initiative to pour a cup of herbal tea and handed it over, and quietly took away the wine bottles next to him, "Your Majesty, when people are upset, they always want someone to listen.
, it will make you feel better if you say it. Don’t you think so, Your Majesty?"
'Don't you think so, Your Majesty?' Her clear voice poured into his eardrums like a flood, making his heart tremble - he thought! But who in the world would be willing to listen to the Emperor's voice?
Who dares?
"Your Majesty, drinking is harmful to your health. Let's change to a cup of tea." Zi Sang pushed the tea in his hand forward and was about to straighten up, but his wrist was caught by him first.
"Do you really dare to listen?"
"Why don't I dare?" Zi Sang raised his head, with a confident look on his face. He was equal and clear to him, without the awe and cowardice of ordinary people.
Undoubtedly, this is what Xuanyuan Jin appreciates!
"Hahaha!" He suddenly laughed up to the sky, and his loud voice spread throughout most of the imperial garden, and then made a decision that surprised him, "I will make you the concubine now, and I will be so beautiful.
I can confidant myself!”
"Ah?" Zisang was so frightened that he waved his hands in panic, "I can't do it, I can't do it!"
Princess?
She never thought about it!
"I said you can do it!" Under the influence of alcohol, his stubborn temper also rose, "Why don't you kneel down and thank me?... Come here!"