sbdcsierra Chapter 1136 I'm afraid I hate her because of what happened tonight (120 million rewards)
Chapter 1136 I'm afraid I hate her because of what happened tonight (120 million rewards)
"Let Concubine Chen come in."
Nangong Xuanyu's voice was still calm, but it carried an unquestionable pressure, instantly breaking the charm that had just been brewing in the tent.
He casually brushed away Wangpin's hand that was stiffly resting on the jade belt, his movement as natural as brushing away a speck of dust.
Wangpin's hands fell limply, her fingertips trembling slightly.
She watched Li Changde turn around without hesitation and lift the curtain to leave. The heavy brocade curtain fell again, blocking her from the favor that she had just thought was within her reach.
A huge feeling of humiliation and despair instantly filled Wangpin's heart!
Her carefully painted red lips trembled slightly, but she couldn't utter a word.
Li Changde silently lifted a crack in the thick brocade curtain.
The cold night wind, carrying the smell of grass and earth from the paddock in late autumn, suddenly blew into the warm and charming imperial tent.
The candle flame was blown violently, and the light and shadow danced wildly on the tent wall.
Shen Zhinian was wrapped in a plain brocade cloak and seemed to be walking in a hurry. A few strands of black hair were blown by the wind and stuck to her smooth forehead. The edge of the cloak was still wet with night dew.
She knelt and saluted, her movements with a barely perceptible haste, her voice panting slightly, as if being chased by the wind: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you!"
When he looked up, Shen Zhinian discovered that there were other people in the imperial tent.
Princess Wang was only wearing a thin nightgown with a thin soft silk shirt on the outside, outlining her graceful figure. At this moment, she was half-kneeling beside the couch.
A trace of surprise flashed across Shen Zhinian's face.
It is natural for the emperor to favor his concubines, and Nangong Xuanyu is not just her husband. She never cares who this man is with, as long as he does not threaten her position.
What surprised Shen Zhinian was that her attention had always been on Duke Dingguo's Mansion and Shen Nanqiao. When she came to the imperial tent to report the news, she didn't know that Concubine Wang was also there.
Why didn’t Li Changde tell her just now?
When he met Shen Zhinian's eyes, Li Changde lowered his head awkwardly.
How could he dare to say no when Concubine Chen wanted to see His Majesty? Of course he hurried in to report.
"Sister Wangpin is here too?"
Shen Zhinian's gaze returned to Nangong Xuanyu's face, and her tone carried a hint of inappropriate interruption: "It seems that I came at an inopportune time and disturbed the mood of Your Majesty and Sister Wangpin."
Nangong Xuanyu's eyes had been on Shen Zhinian since the moment she stepped into the tent.
The flash of astonishment in Shen Zhinian's eyes caught his eye, and instead of being displeased, he was strangely pleased.
The curve of the emperor's lips deepened a little, and he waved his hand casually with an indulgent smile.
He did not even glance at the princess who was frozen beside the couch. His voice was calm without a trace of emotion, but it contained unquestionable pressure.
"It doesn't matter."
Nangong Xuanyu paused, his eyes still fixed on Shen Zhinian, as if he was just stating something that had nothing to do with him: "Princess Wang, please go down."
Wang Bin seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and she forced out a word, with an uncontrollable tremor at the end: "Yes..."
She suddenly lowered her head, her thick eyelashes fluttering violently, trying to hide the humiliation, anger and disbelief surging in her eyes.
She bit her lower lip so hard that it left deep teeth marks that almost bleed.
A huge sense of loss instantly overwhelmed her!
She had prepared carefully and waited for so long, and finally waited for this opportunity to get away from the deep palace and gain the emperor's favor!
why? !
Why at this time?!
Why is it Concubine Chen again? !
She already possesses the emperor's supreme favor and honor that no one can match!
Why do they take away even the little bit of grace that slipped through my fingers so easily? !
The strong sense of humiliation made Wangpin tremble all over and she could hardly get up.
She used all her strength to force herself to stand up from the warm blanket.
Concubine Wang clenched her fists tightly, and with the help of the wide sleeves of her robe, she was able to barely maintain the last bit of her shaky dignity, and almost staggered out.
The heavy brocade curtain fell heavily behind her, blocking out the warm air in the tent and shattering her last bit of dignity...
Wangpin knew that there was no need to wait until dawn...
The news that she, the foster mother of the Third Prince, was driven away from the Emperor's bedside by Concubine Chen's words at the critical moment when she was about to serve him in the emperor's bed would be like the wind with wings, blowing to every corner...
How would those concubines and ladies who were jealous of her and disliked her laugh at her?
How would those eunuchs and palace maids point fingers behind my back?
She will become the biggest joke of the autumn hunt!
This embarrassment and this heart-wrenching hatred made Wang Pin almost unable to breathe!
And the source of all this is Concubine Chen!
The imperial tent became quiet again.
The warm fragrance that had just been stirred gradually calmed down, and the candlelight resumed its steady beating, lengthening the figures of the Emperor and Shen Zhinian on the wall of the tent.
Nangong Xuanyu looked at Shen Zhinian, who was standing in the center of the imperial tent with cold dew still on his cloak, and the smile on his lips completely relaxed.
It was no longer the vague laziness he had felt before when facing the princess, but a kind of doting with strong interest.
He stood up, the hem of his dark uniform brushed against the soft felt carpet, and his tall figure enveloped him with invisible pressure, bringing with it his unique scent of ambergris.
Nangong Xuanyu stretched out his hand, his fingertips were warm and slightly calloused, and he gently brushed away the strand of hair on Shen Zhinian's forehead that was messed up by the wind. His movements were as gentle as if he was treating a rare treasure.
His eyes traced her face carefully, and his voice was low and mellow, like a fine aged wine, with undisguised pleasure and a hint of teasing: "Nian Nian..."
The emperor called Shen Zhinian's name, the ending tone slightly drawn out, with a tacit teasing: "Why are you running over here at this time?"
"But... you can't bear to see me favoring others, are you jealous?"
If any other concubine dared to barge in when the emperor was about to go to bed, no matter what the reason was, it would be enough to anger the emperor.
In the mildest cases, they were reprimanded for being impolite and jealous, and in the worst cases, they were confined to their homes and demoted.
In the harem, not being jealous is an iron rule written in the palace rules.
However, the person in front of him was Shen Zhinian.
Her rushing in late at night with a hint of haste did not seem offensive to him, but rather proof that she particularly cared for him, depended on him, and had a strong possessive desire for him!
This feeling of being cared for and fought for by her greatly satisfied Nangong Xuanyu's desire for control and vanity as an emperor. The joy in his heart instantly swelled to the extreme.
Shen Zhinian had a headache.
All she could think about was how to unite with the emperor and get rid of Duke Dingguo's mansion, but Concubine Wang might hate her because of what happened tonight...
Never mind, things have their priorities.
Shen Zhinian felt the warm touch from Nangong Xuanyu's fingertips, and just the right amount of embarrassment was revealed, like a girl whose secret had been discovered.