It was quite common for the royal relatives and noble families to keep dancing girls.
Those who were luckier might climb into the beds of their masters and become concubines. However, most of them would end up as playthings in the hands of the nobles. They were even inferior to prostitutes, let alone becoming concubines.
Jun Wuyuan was attending such a private banquet for the first time. The Queen Mother's gift of the dancing girls was a common courtesy, but he caught a whiff of something unusual.
His long, jade - like fingers twirled gently as he gave an order to Liang Jiusi.
Liang Jiusi was surprised but didn't show it on his face. He stepped down the steps, stopped the dancing girls who were about to retreat, and sent them to Jun Wuhao and the others.
The fragrant breeze wafted continuously. The dancing girls poured wine with soft voices, pushing the atmosphere in the hall to a climax.
Although Jun Wuyuan looked cold, he didn't stop others from having fun.
Seeing that the emperor on the high seat didn't say anything, the princes gradually let loose, showing their amorous postures to the fullest.
Jun Wuyuan seemed to be independent from the crowd. He held a cup of Lihua Bai wine gracefully and sipped it one mouthful after another, looking noble and aloof.
It was as if he didn't see the increasingly unrestrained and amorous scene in the hall. Jun Wuhao, who was usually timid, seemed to be emboldened by the wine.
With a flushed face, he hugged a dancing girl and started to feed her wine mouth - to - mouth. If there hadn't been a glimmer of clarity in his eyes, he might have acted like a wild animal right then and there.
Jun Wujun, who had a gloomy personality due to his disfigurement, treated the two dancing girls beside him as playthings.
Even though their clothes were intact, the terrified expressions on their faces, as if they had seen a ghost, showed how much they were being tortured.
Most importantly, even the old princes were showing their ugly sides.
It was obvious that the Queen Mother had put a lot of thought into sending these dancing girls.
Jun Wuyuan half - lowered his eyes, and his thick eyelashes hid the disdainful sneer in his eyes.
External things that could affect one's mind were just excuses for the weak.
The Queen Mother, who was good at intrigues in the deep palace, had finally lost her former decisive and ruthless aura. After being in a high position for many years, she had long lost her normal state of mind.
If the Queen Mother and the Grand Tutor hadn't been distracted, how could Jun Wuyuan have patiently waited for this good opportunity to fight back?
In this sense, Jun Wuyuan should even thank his brothers who had died an untimely death.
If it weren't for them, the Queen Mother and the Grand Tutor wouldn't have been so cautious, allowing him to gather strength and achieve what he had today.
It was a pity that the Queen Mother had only thought of using intrigues now, and such shabby ones at that.
She was really regressing.
Jun Wuyuan tilted his head and drained the Lihua Bai in his cup in one gulp. The cold disdain in his eyes flashed by.
The heat gradually surging in his body became more and more intense, but the cold - faced emperor still remained expressionless.
Only the thought of the gentle and fragrant beauty in his mind showed that the emperor was not as indifferent as he seemed.
His eyes swept around the hall mockingly, and then he got up and strode away.
Whether it was an act or not, Jun Wuyuan loathed his brothers from the bottom of his heart.
After leaving the Sifang Hall, the night was as cool as water, with stars twinkling. Jun Wuyuan strolled slowly on the bluestone path, not seeming to be in a hurry to return to the Jiuzhou Qingyan Palace.
Liang Jiusi was puzzled, but a thought flashed through his mind. He made a gesture, and the branches in the dark night trembled for a moment.
A sweet and rich fragrance wafted through the quiet air. Instantly, it was like a spark ignited on a calm lake, irresistible.
The fragrant breeze blew. Under the dark night and the high wind, a graceful figure emerged under the sparse starlight, looking like a charming mountain spirit.
She rushed towards the imperial carriage in a hurry. Stumbling, her fragrant skirt spread out, and her soft hair fluttered in the wind as she ran.
The imperial guards acted quickly to stop her and didn't let her get any closer.
"Your Majesty, this servant, Qingyuan, pays homage to Your Majesty..."
Her graceful back trembled slightly. Her sweet and gentle voice was interrupted by the approaching scolding. She was so frightened that her charming face was revealed.
Under the hazy night, the soft moonlight seemed to cover her face with a gentle veil, adding a bit of mysterious beauty. She was extremely charming.
"Slut! You ruined the noble's clothes and dared to run away. Let this old woman..."
The people coming were two or three stout old women. The fleshy parts of their fat faces were emitting a fierce and menacing light.
Qingyuan's thin body trembled even more violently. A faint fragrance seemed to fly towards the emperor whose eyes were gradually turning scarlet.
"Your Majesty!"
The old women's fierce looks suddenly disappeared. Their faces turned as pale as paper. They knelt down with a thud and kowtowed desperately to plead for mercy.
"Drag them down and beat them to death - -"
The emperor's voice was deep, cold, and harsh. In the night, it seemed to have a touch of sexiness.
Hearing this, Qingyuan felt that the secret drug in her body was spreading hotly, turning into a net of honey that surrounded the prey.
"Your Majesty~"
Qingyuan's beautiful eyes were full of charm as she looked at the extremely handsome emperor.
Just this soft call seemed to wind its way into one's heart. Her glistening eyes lured people into the abyss of desire.
Liang Jiusi stood still. The imperial guards had already covered the mouths of the old women and taken them away for disposal.
Only this extremely charming beauty knelt on the ground and moved forward on her knees, looking hesitant to speak.
With tears in her eyes, the cold - faced emperor finally moved.
His peach - blossom eyes filled with a hazy and dark fire walked towards Qingyuan step by step.
"Your Majesty~"
"Please have mercy on this servant, Your Majesty~"
Qingyuan watched the tall figure getting closer and closer. Her heart trembled violently, and her eyes couldn't help but feel a bit hot.
Her slender and beautiful fingers were trembling as they were about to touch the emperor's robe...
Under the moonlight, a pair of scarlet and gloomy eyes became her last memory.
- -
"Your Majesty~"
"Your Majesty, be gentle - -"
One soft call after another, like the singing of a yellow oriole, was charming and had a touch of coquettish beauty in the night.
In the inner hall of the Jiuzhou Qingyan Palace, Ling Shan was like a small boat in the vast ocean, rising and falling continuously. The hot and humid air was like a wave, sweeping in.
Ling Shan cursed silently in her heart.
Almost as soon as Jun Wuyuan pulled her into his arms, she knew what was going on that night.
Hearing Jun Wuyuan's uncontrollable and "cute" inner thoughts, the calmness in Ling Shan's eyes shattered bit by bit, turning into a pool of gentle spring water.
"Shanshan, be good..."
Jun Wuyuan's whole body was like a big fireball. He held Ling Shan tightly in his arms, burning hot.
His scorching breath was close to her ear, coaxing her in a deep and hoarse voice. They sailed through stormy waves, climbed over lofty mountains, and waded through gurgling streams...
I don't know how long it took. When the storm finally stopped, Jun Wuyuan's dark and scarlet eyes regained a bit of clarity. After a moment's rest, he carried her into the bathtub.
"Your Majesty?"
The beautiful woman with black hair and fair skin in his arms leaned on him lazily. Her hazy eyes lured him to lower his head again.
"Shanshan..."