Who Cares

In the Ganquan Palace, Ye Zhen was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, holding a piece of gold leaf cut into a lotus shape in his hand, carefully pressing it on the center of his eyebrows. Four grand ladies surrounded her, some combed her hair, and some selected her Jewelry, and some took out a piece of clothes for her to choose.

One of the great palace ladies named Yonghe said anxiously, "Manny, do you really want to do this?"

"Xu Yayan became a queen, and wanted to succeed the six emperors and grandsons as heirs. If the palace doesn't do anything, where can there be a way to survive?" Ye Zhen's fingers trembled slightly, and the gold leaf was stuck crooked, so he had to wipe it off and put it on again. A new one. She has picturesque eyebrows and a gentle temperament, but deep in her eyes there are cruelty and bitterness, which is very different from her always indifferent image.

The several grand ladies fell silent, and they all showed a look of horror in their eyes. Master Ye was impeached by Xu Guangzhi, and he lost his official position and was demoted to a commoner. The Ye family's business was hit hard, and it seemed to be declining. If the empress does not fight for the upper rank, the Ye family will collapse sooner or later. But the Ye family collapsed, and the unreliable empress would only struggle and be left out in the cold.

"Mother, you should think clearly before acting." Yonghe dragged out a box from under the bed and said hesitantly, "You haven't heard of those rumors in the palace. Temper, it's light to enter the cold palace..." I'm afraid he went crazy on the spot and beheaded all the hundreds of people in the Ganquan Palace.

Yonghe didn't dare to say the last sentence, but Ye Zhen understood it, and sneered, "If the emperor really is the reincarnation of an evil spirit, the girl who is close to him will die, and the palace has died for so many times. There are only those nine. The concubines of the Li nationality will believe them, they are all dumb fools!"

Another grand palace lady Yong Ju looked around, lowered her voice and said, "No, my wife, there are also rumors on the Han concubine, saying that the emperor was injured on the battlefield, and it is no longer possible!" His cheeks flushed with embarrassment. .

Because two kinds of rumors were prevalent in the palace, the Jiuli concubines did not dare to approach the emperor; the concubines of the Han nationality had great favors, and they were afraid of breaking the secret and being killed by the emperor, so they avoided him like a snake and scorpion. A little emperor's grandson. The emperor was already in his thirties, but he had no heirs under his knees. Apart from his poor health, he couldn't find a more suitable reason.

After hearing these words, Ye Zhen felt a little drumming in his heart. After thinking about it for a while, he waved his hand and said, "The emperor is in good health, and that statement is absolutely false."

"But Niang Niang, you haven't been with him for so many years, don't you prove the authenticity of the rumors?" Yonghe still felt uneasy.

Ye Zhen's cheeks were reddened, and he said confidently, "He has not touched the palace because of Zhao Luli's face. The palace has had contact with him, and there is no problem with him or with him." She was given away naked back then. When he arrived at the emperor's camp, he responded to the convenience, but he was always restrained. It was obvious that he was not unable to do so, but he couldn't overcome the hurdle in his heart.

Zhao Lu has been married for four years, and she has done enough to cut off the front line, thinking that the emperor will not refuse her this time. Of course, if there are drugs to help, it should be sure.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhen ordered Lotus to open the box, took out a black vial from it, unplugged it, and sniffed it, "This is Lishun wine, which can make people fascinated and dying, but not completely lost. Reason. Later you drop a drop in the jar to make the wine more mellow and rich."

Yonghe took the order and left. The other three big palace ladies continued to wait on Ye Zhen to dress up and dress up. In the evening, they finally waited for the servant Saint Yuan Emperor. Ye Zhen hurriedly greeted her and saluted, but the other party went straight over her, walked to the inner hall and took a seat, and said in a deep voice, "Bring the wine."

He was addicted to alcohol, and when he came to Ganquan Palace, apart from talking to Ye Jieyu, he usually drank silently, and left his sleeves when he was slightly drunk, never staying overnight. His physique is very tall, with a strong body wrapped in dark black clothes, walking like a beast ready to go; the outline of his face is very deep, completely different from the gentleness of the Central Plains man, but it is different. There is a strong sense of aggression; a pair of faint blue eyes glowing coldly in the night, making people fearful.

Women who are a little bit more timid probably won't like to get along with him, but Ye Zhen has the courage to know others, but it is inevitable that he will be flustered. She secretly took a breath, then walked over to change the man's clothes, and ordered the grand palace maid to bring in wine and small dishes.

Emperor Sheng Yuan mentioned the light smell of the wine jar, but he couldn't distinguish the joy and anger. "Today's wine seems to be particularly mellow."

Ye Zhen's face tightened with fright, but his tone was very soft and gentle, "This is a 20-year-old flower carving just presented by the Department of Internal Affairs. His concubines don't know how to taste wine, and they don't know how it tastes."

Emperor Sheng Yuan looked at her with a smile, and when she gradually turned pale, she raised her head to take a sip, and praised, "It is indeed a good wine. Let the Department of Internal Affairs send a few more jars."

Ye Zhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly asked Yong He to fetch a few jars of wine. The Emperor Shengyuan ignored her, taking a booze to himself, silently, after drinking about two altars, then he held his forehead with his hand, revealing his fatigue.

"The emperor, if you are tired, go and rest for a while." Ye Zhen tentatively stretched out his hand and placed it lightly on his shoulder, realizing that he did not resist, and was overjoyed in his heart. With a wink, they asked them to help the emperor in.

Fortunately, Emperor Sheng Yuan was still sane, pushed a few people away, and walked to the inner hall dizzy, sitting on the couch, with a pair of blue eyes covered with mist, staring straight at Ye Zhen. Ye Zhen felt his scalp numb when he saw him, but he had to send his arrow on the string. He slowly sat down next to him and stretched out his hand to untie his shirt.

"The emperor, you are drunk. Let's rest at Ganquan Palace tonight." She exhaled.

Emperor Sheng Yuan leaned against the head of the bed, squinted, his expression unpredictable, one foot was on the ground, and the other was bent on the edge of the bed. He neither said to stay nor to leave. Ye Zhen swallowed when he saw it, and continued to bite the bullet to take off his clothes. While taking off, he stroked his strong and powerful body skillfully, and then his blushing cheeks became pale little by little.

Lihun wine can stimulate man's **** to the utmost, only one drop is enough to make people want to die. However, the emperor drank two altars, the portion was definitely a lot, and his body didn't even react at all. Is it true that the rumors are true? The emperor is gone? So what will happen to knowing this secret self?

She immediately wanted to retreat, but was pinched by the Emperor Sheng Yuan, and asked in a deep voice, "Ai Concubine, why don't you continue?"

"The emperor, the emperor must be too tired, let your concubine wait for you to sleep." Tears burst into the corner of Ye Zhen's eyes, and he was already extremely scared. No one knows how upset Sheng Yuan Emperor is. If he goes crazy for no reason, all the living things around will be slaughtered by him.

"How can I get tired after drinking the good wine you deliberately prepared?" Emperor Sheng Yuan threw her away, like an object. Bai Fuwen walked in immediately after hearing the noise and handed him a veil.

He wiped his fingertips clean one by one, and said nonchalantly, "Ye Jieyu has so many good things here, even Li Soul Wine, which really surprised me."

"The emperor is merciful! The concubine just wants a child, and I beg the emperor for mercy." Ye Zhen knows the emperor very well, knowing that he must not make up lies to deceive him at this time, so he can only tell the true purpose. "The concubine misses a pair of children, and For fear that the evening scene will be bleak and I just want a child to be there, I beg the emperor to look at the love of previous years and satisfy the concubine's wish!" She stepped forward on her knees and wanted to hug the man's legs, but he was kicked mercilessly. open.

"In previous years, love points," Shengyuan Emperor smiled coldly, "chasing and killing my love points?"

Ye Zhen was dumb and could hardly believe his ears. He, he already knew what she was doing? Then why did she keep her life? With his disposition, shouldn't she be cut a thousand times?

"Do you know why I keep you, and why I always like to talk to you?" Sheng Yuandi looked unpredictable.

"Why?" Ye Zhen asked vaguely.

"Because you are dirty enough, only in front of you, I am the easiest." What evil ghosts like most is filthy things. In front of Ye Zhen, he doesn't need to pretend or be suppressed, because he can do it anytime, anywhere. Erase her without worrying about knowing too much.

"Furthermore, you obviously want to commit to me, but you have to pretend to be infatuated. I shed a few tears today and sighed tomorrow. It looks really interesting. I will come to see you when I am tired, and I will feel better before I know it. A lot of work." He stood up, slapped the clothes that were not stained with dust, and sighed, "Before I get bored, you are still Ye Jieyu; after I get bored, I will definitely find a good place for you."

Although he said "good places", his eyes were not warm when he looked at her. Only at this point did Ye Zhen finally understand, where is he a savior or concubine in his heart? It's a jumping clown, or even a dead thing. No wonder he often looked at her with a cold and weird smile on his face, but he had already arranged the ending for her. Is it to enter the cold palace or secretly execute it, or even cut it with thousands of swords?

Thinking of this, Ye Zhen rolled onto the bed and wrapped himself tightly with the quilt. All her dreams were crushed today. However, this was not over yet, a secret guard appeared suddenly, holding a small black bottle in his hand, and whispered, "Ms. Jieyu, the emperor has gifted wine, please accept it." The words fell on her jaw and pulled the bottle. The liquid was poured in without any leftovers.

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At the same time, Zhenbeihou, who missed his "deceased wife", was also drunk, swayed open the door, and rushed to the woman who was sitting under the lamp sewing clothes, shouting "Zhen'er" incessantly. The woman was stunned for a moment, heard what he was shouting, and immediately struggled. The two scrambled in the room and broke many things. The woman was hard to beat the man. She was crushed on the bed and she was about to be brutally beaten, but she suddenly became vicious and picked up the jade pillow and smashed it at the man.

The man's head tilted, he could have avoided it, but he stiffened for a moment for some reason. The jade pillow was in the middle of the door, making him instantly limp on the woman's body, and a line of blood slowly dripped from the corner of his forehead.