Ji Changli glanced at Xia Lanxin indifferently, his condescending eyes seemed to contain ice, which made people feel cold.
He sat upright slightly, and his dignified aura spread bit by bit to the entire audience.
Everyone immediately held their breath and even their breathing slowed down subconsciously.
Xia Lanxin felt a cold air coming out of the ground and going straight into her back, causing a layer of cold sweat.
She buried her head stiffly.
There was no trace of pride in her dark eyes, only deep heart palpitations remained.
Ji Changli said coldly, "Take her down."
Then two servants came out and took Xia Lanxin down.
Xia Lanxin raised her head in disbelief and stared at the man above her.
This is the second time she has heard this sentence.
The last time she heard it, she was thrown into the clothing bureau.
What will happen this time?
She can't imagine.
It's enough to suffer that kind of torture once.
Do it again. , all her spirit will be smoothed away, why talk about conquering the emperor?
She struggled violently and looked at Ji Changli imploringly with her big eyes.
If an ordinary man saw the beauty in such a state, he would let them go even if they made a big mistake, let alone such an insignificant little girl. wrong.
But Ji Changli is not an ordinary man.
He is not only the master of this house, but also the master of the world, with the power of life and death.
He was not moved by the beauty at all, but looked coldly at the two people who were restraining Xia Lanxin.
The two people suddenly became excited, covered Xia Lanxin's words of begging for mercy, and dragged her down.
In front of all the ministers, Ji Changli said calmly, "Investigate this matter thoroughly."
Soon someone from the prison department agreed to the matter.
With Ji Changli's words, everyone in the Dance Department, everyone in the Weaving Department, everyone in the Selection Department, and the people who sent Xia Lanxin to the palace, no one involved in this matter can escape.
Why did Xia Lanxin rehearse this dance?
Why was the sleeve long enough to touch Ji Changli?
Why could Ji Changli smell the subtle fragrance on the sleeve?
Okay, yes, check it out The banquet had reached this point and could no longer go on, so it ended hastily.
The ministers with ulterior motives returned home with their well-dressed women and sighed silently.
Your Majesty is still so resistant to opening a harem.
But why is this?
The previous emperors of the dynasty were all lovers, but before they fell in love with one person, they did not object to opening up the harem.
Why is your Majesty the only one so different?
How many women dream of entering the harem and becoming His Majesty's favorite person.
Even if the final outcome may not be what they think, there is at least one hope, but this time His Majesty refuses to grant even such a hope.
If it weren't for His Majesty's resemblance to the late Emperor, they would have doubted whether His Majesty was the late Emperor's biological son.
The elders looked serious on the surface, but in fact their minds were wandering.
They were thinking idly, could this be the legendary situation where things must reverse themselves when they reach their extremes?
And when they recovered from their reverie, they saw their daughter who was in love with her, and his wife who was in a different state of mind.
Seeing the desire in their eyes, the old man suddenly felt a big headache.
If he had known it, he would not have brought women into the palace.
With His Majesty's appearance, any girl could not be tempted.
One of the elders looked at his wife and said earnestly, "Life in the palace is not easy."
The lady, who is nearly forty years old and still retains her charm, thought about it and said, "Life is not easy, but your majesty protects me and there is nothing to worry about."
The way His Majesty handles that bitch today is a thousand times better than this old thing in the family.
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If my daughter can become the one that His Majesty loves, she will have no worries for the rest of her life.
The old man touched his carefully maintained beard and lamented, "Then I have to be able to step into the palace gate.
Some time ago, I was still submitting a memorial to His Majesty to accept it.
Today, His Majesty borrowed the dancing girl for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet."
We have been warned.
This is His Majesty’s determination.
With his current decisiveness, if he is unwilling to accept it, how can others have any room to comment?”
His wife asked again, "Why are there so many low-ranking concubines in the palace?"
The old man glanced at her and said calmly, "Then you can see them attending today."
Indeed not.
The lady wanted to ask again, but she heard her husband explain in a leisurely way, "Back then, the Queen Mother took some women from official families into the palace on her own initiative.
The next day, the Queen Mother was sent to Jingxin Temple to practice cultivation.
Don't you understand?"
His wife immediately stopped asking, but was still thinking deeply about something.
The old man looked at the two women, the older one and the younger one, fearing that they would make any further demands.
He strolled to the young and beautiful concubine's room.
He was happy.
On the second day, his steps were light and he rubbed his waist and went out with a sigh. .
This scene took place in various palaces in the capital.
For a moment, a subtle atmosphere emerged in the capital.
Everyone admired Ji Changli's unusual posture, but also feared his method of dealing with women.
Ji Changli also rarely Got a moment of peace.
As time went by, the more fragments of Ji Changli's soul merged, the more indifferent he became.
When he merged with the fragments of the God Realm, his soul had already been infected with divinity.
Not only did he have no desire, but the love between men and women and the desire of the mortal world could no longer arouse his interest.
He is the emperor in this life and manages the territories under him because of this cause and effect, but it does not mean that he has to sacrifice everything for the dynasty.
If he is willing, then he will leave an heir.
If he is not willing, others will not comment.
This is his kingdom. , what he wants, he has the final say Xia Lanxin huddled in the corner of the prison, not far away was a dim candlelight, and the sound of thin ropes came from the quiet environment.
It was the trivial business of insects from nowhere.
She moved slightly, and the iron chain on her hand made a clear sound, and a huge echo came from the depths of the prison.
In the empty cell, all the filth and filth crawled out from the bottom of her heart, slowly gnawing at her heart.
She wondered in confusion, which step had gone wrong?
Isn't that what happened in novels?
If it were those male protagonists, they would definitely take her sleeves, drag her into his arms, and make her their concubine.
In the following interactions, they would gradually discover her goodness, fall in love with her alone, and make her their queen.
In the end, the harem was dismissed for her alone and her heirs ascended the throne.
But why did such a big deviation happen to her?
After shouting loudly but not receiving any response, Xia Lanxin, who was already shouting at the top of her lungs, gradually sank into her heart.
She carefully recalled her experiences along the way, but in the end she did not come to any conclusion.
Isn’t it just a Mary Sue novel?
She became the original heroine and approached the hero in the same way.
Why is the result completely different?
Can she make it out alive: