The royal concubine is about to ascend the throne! She will be the new emperor of the Yong Dynasty!
This news seemed to have wings and quickly flew throughout the country of Yong Dynasty.
The whole country celebrates.
The palace was also very lively, with maids and eunuchs coming and going, all eager to welcome the new master.
And Lingchan returned to the Pearl Palace.
Walking into the bedroom, he lifted up the bed board to reveal the deep secret passage below.
This is the reason why Emperor Qianhua chose the Pearl Palace for her to live in.
At that time, Emperor Qianhua held her in his arms with great affection and pity. He felt that everyone would harm his little imperial concubine, so he told Lingchan that there was a secret tunnel for escape, leading directly to the underground palace, so that she could go there to escape if she encountered danger.
Before Lingchan was in danger, Emperor Qianhua first encountered a rebellion and was imprisoned in the underground palace by his cherished concubine.
I don't know what the dungeon is used for. It is quite crudely built and seems to be unfinished. You can see exposed earth walls everywhere.
Emperor Qianhua's long hair was disheveled, and his pale prison clothes hung empty on his body. His feet were bare, and thick chains hung on his thin ankles.
Lingchan was wearing the emperor's royal crown suit that had just been made by the palace weaving department. The maroon top and bottom were embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon and twelve coats of arms. He has a crown on his head and a knee cap around his waist. He is brilliant and majestic.
In her hands, she was holding a sapphire wine flask and two small sapphire wine glasses.
"Your Majesty, I'm here to drink with you!"
"You are going to be your Majesty, why haven't you formalized yourself yet?"
From the lofty emperor to the death row prisoner behind bars, he still sat calmly on the withered and messy straw, speaking calmly, as if he still held the power in his hands.
Lingchan poured a glass of wine for him. The amber liquid swayed in the dim light of the underground palace.
Emperor Qianhua took the wine glass and said with a smile: "Is there poison in this that can seal your throat when it sees blood?"
Lingchan narrowed her eyes and smiled, "What do you think?"
"I don't guess," Emperor Qian Hua smiled and shook his head. He toasted to Lingchan calmly, "No matter what it is, I'm happy with it."
"I am willing to lose to you."
"You didn't lose to me," Lingchan lifted up her black robe and sat across from the emperor through the heavy iron door, "You lost to yourself."
Lost to his own arrogance and self-confidence, lost to his own arrogance.
Emperor Qianhua looked indifferent. He raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp. He said quietly: "One more glass."
Lingchan filled it for him, but he still drank it all in one gulp, and then said to Lingchan: "Have another drink."
"...What are you doing?" Lingchan held down the wine glass and refused to pour him any more wine. "I want to ascend the throne. Why are you so dissatisfied?"
"It doesn't matter what the throne is." Emperor Qianhua lowered his eyes and looked at the straw in front of him, "I just want to get drunk."
There are some words that he cannot say when he is awake.
Cup after cup, Emperor Qian Hua drank up the pot of wine.
His expression was hazy and his eyes were full of drunkenness. He finally asked, "In your eyes, am I the same as them?"
"I covet your beauty and covet your body. You are so annoyed but you still have the patience to deal with others?"
He once thought that Lingchan was a weak and pitiful girl who had been let down.
Until he became Lingchan's defeated enemy and suddenly realized that she had never loved anyone.
The Fu brothers, the prince, Prince An... and himself, each one was a tool she needed. In order to survive better, she patiently played with them in this stupid love house.
"You are different from them."
The look in the eyes of the queen who was about to ascend the throne was blocked by the bead curtain in front of her, but her voice was clear: "I want you to be my queen."
Emperor Qianhua tightened his grip on the celadon cup in his hand. The fragile porcelain could not bear his roughness and shattered in his palm. The sharp angles drew blood from his palm.
"You are joking."
"I'm very serious."
"This is simply impossible!" Emperor Qianhua said coldly and suddenly angrily: "I am the most orthodox emperor in this country. As long as you don't kill me, you will not be able to fully control this country. Someone will kill you as long as I live. Use my name to rebel. If you keep me, your prestige will be gone! Everyone will think you are a soft-hearted woman who cannot bear the responsibility."
Lingchan looked at him quietly and saw that he seemed to feel no pain. She clenched the porcelain piece in her palm and scratched herself till blood dripped. "I am the emperor, how can I commit myself to a woman's harem? I am really sorry for you, But you don’t have to humiliate me like this!”
The calmness and rationality just now were gone. Emperor Qianhua took in his breath and spoke faster and faster, "What do you think of me? Let me stay in your harem and watch your three palaces and six courtyards. Ying Yanyan, hugging each other? Now that you are the emperor, you will start to enjoy the blessings of everyone, right? What a beautiful idea you have! You accept one, and I will kill the other!"
The more Emperor Qian Hua spoke, the more out of tune he became. His gnashing of teeth looked like a resentful woman whose husband had cheated on her.
But Lingchan, who was sitting in front of him, just opened a pair of beautiful almond eyes, and her calm, clear black pupils reflected his disheveled hair and red eyes.
Emperor Qian Hua pressed the porcelain piece in his hand tightly and forced himself to calm down.
In the empty silence, Lingchan lowered her eyes and thought about the salary for a while, then slowly said, "I won't have three palaces and six courtyards, I will only have you."
She didn't mention her control over the country, her authority, or how much resistance she had to face.
Just like Emperor Qian Hua protected Ling Chan from the wind and rain in the past, but never mentioned the bloody battles in front of her, he just gently protected Ling Chan in his arms.
Lingchan didn't mention these boring and uninteresting things. She only expressed her love to Emperor Qianhua.
"I didn't steal the country from your hands because I hate you."
"I just don't want to be like before, weak and powerless, and can only beg for mercy from others. The things I like must be held in my own hands."
The emperor's heart suddenly jumped. He held his breath and quietly clenched his fists. His long, sharp nails that had not been trimmed for a long time were inserted into the wounds on his palms.
He heard her ask: "Will you be the little bird in my palm?"
The victor condescends and sends an invitation to his defeated subordinates.
…
Emperor Qianhua felt that he must have lost his mind.
Otherwise, how could he agree to such an outrageous request?
Shi Ke can be killed and cannot be humiliated, but now he is willing to surrender and become Ling Chan's "Queen".
This is not rational, calm, or thoughtful at all. It is a stupid, crazy decision that will definitely trigger a large number of counterattacks, create huge resistance, and be completely useless.
It goes against the principles of his first 30 years of life.
But after meeting Lingchan, he kept making such inexplicable and ridiculous decisions.
He must be crazy.
But he was full of joy and willing.
moss: It is indeed a luxury wish for human beings to remain rational forever (AI sighs
(End of chapter)
