The palace is splendid.
After Eunuch Wu returned to the palace, he walked non-stop to Qinzheng Hall and reported to the emperor verbatim what he saw and heard.
"Hey, Your Majesty, you didn't see it. Then Puyang Zheng left the old slave outside the door and ignored me! It was a hot day inside, and the old slave was outside..."
The emperor, who was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, was sitting on the dragon chair, pondering Eunuch Wu's words carefully. He was actually very happy to hear that Pu Yangzheng had a heated fight with the boy and ignored his own imperial edict.
"Your Majesty... what do you think this is all about? My stupid old slave can't figure it out."
"Eunuch Wu." The emperor smiled with satisfaction: "Tell me, which one is better, a real sword or a borrowed sword to kill people?"
"this… "
"But it doesn't matter!"
"I think it's better to borrow a knife to kill people..."
Eunuch Wu carefully looked at the emperor's face, and when he saw the look of approval in his eyes, he quietly put down the hanging room.
Indeed, rather than being exposed in the light, it is better to hide in the dark, sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and finally gain the advantage of the fisherman.
The seemingly upright and bright palace is surrounded by thick fog, and the deadly sword inside cannot be seen clearly, but there is no way back, and you must go forward step by step, blood drop by drop.
In the General's Mansion, Puyang Zheng was sitting by the bed, holding a book in his hand. He seemed to be reading it, but only he knew what he was thinking in his heart.
The person on the bed was still asleep. There were slightly red grip marks on the exposed arms, and there were also little red marks on the white neck.
Puyang Zheng's face turned red.
Today he seduced himself, perhaps just to show off to Eunuch Wu, to make himself guilty of being a beauty and to make the emperor relax his vigilance... But when he really touched himself, Puyang Zheng found that things had already happened. Not under control.
Following his heart, he wanted him, just like a woman, having skin-to-skin intimacy. When he moaned softly under him, Puyang Zheng felt a sense of satisfaction that he had never experienced before.
Thinking of this, Puyang Zheng looked at the person on the bed with more complicated eyes.
[The male protagonist’s favorability towards Qi Yan is +10, current favorability: 30]
Qi Yan was awakened from his sleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw Puyang Zheng looking at him beside the bed.
Puyang Zheng, who was caught red-handed: "..."
He looked away in a panic, poured a glass of water on the small table, handed it over, and said in an unnatural tone: "Are you thirsty? Drink some water..."
Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, took the water and drank it in one gulp.
Pursing his lips moistened by the water, Qi Yan looked at Puyang Zheng and said seriously: "General, today Eunuch Wu will report what he saw and heard to the emperor, so tomorrow, you can ask the emperor to withdraw his instructions. The marriage is a success. But... "
"but?"
"Even if the prime minister can't explain it," Qi Yan pinched his brows and said sadly, "Although the prime minister doesn't want his daughter to marry into a tiger's den, having the engagement annulled will make him lose face."
"That's not up to him." Puyang Zheng snorted coldly and said, "That old thief has been listening to slander all day long, pampering his concubine and abusing his direct descendants, and he deserves death!"
Pampering a concubine and torturing a direct descendant
Qi Yan's eyebrows twitched and he quickly asked: "How does the general know that the prime minister favors his concubine and abuses his direct descendants?"
"The news has already spread in the capital, do we still need to deliberately investigate?"
"Does the general think that if the prime minister marries a daughter, will he marry a legitimate daughter or a concubine?"
"She is still the legitimate daughter. If the legitimate daughter does not love her, there is no point in dying!"
Puyang Zheng snorted coldly, unwilling to say any more words.
Qi Yan secretly lowered his eyes, feeling a surge of wind in his heart, and finally the indifference turned into a puddle of clear water.
Puyang Zheng... knows a lot. So the heroine in the original drama is very different from her rumored temperament. Why doesn't Pu Yangzheng doubt her? He doted on her so much that he even confronted the emperor for her
If I had known, Puyang Zheng might be straight, but he was not stupid.
Qi Yan fell silent, vaguely feeling that the matter had to start from the heroine's side.