Murong Zhao raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "Did she really do that?"
Xiao Fu bowed her head and said, "Your Majesty, this is absolutely true. The Empress acted up early this morning and slapped Consort Shu and grounded Consort Xian. She is now admiring the flowers in the Imperial Garden. 1357924? 6810gggggd”
"Heh..." Murong Zhao's eyes flashed with amusement. He had thought that she was also gentle and had no temper, but he did not expect her to be so hot-tempered. However, a man should drink the strongest wine and train the wildest horse. Even if she was hot-tempered, she had to submit to him.
Murong Zhao said, "Set up a carriage in the Imperial Garden."
"Yes."
Jiujiu sat in the pavilion in the Imperial Garden and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the Imperial Garden while eating pastries.
Murong Zhao was an emperor with a strong desire for control. What happened this morning had probably already reached his ears. Presumably, he would come to find him at night to denounce him.
However, Jiujiu did not expect that Murong Zhao had already arrived at the Imperial Garden before she could think of how to deal with Murong Zhao.
Murong Zhao stood not far away and stopped Xiao Fu from saying anything. He stood there and looked at Jiujiu from afar.
He had not seen her for a few days, but the Empress seemed to have changed.
The gentle aura around her was gone. Instead, she was more casual. She did not tie up her hair. Her hair was casually tied up, and she was not wearing the formal palace attire. Instead, she was casually wearing a green gauze robe. She was casually lying on the soft couch, which made her look more flirtatious and relaxed. Her coquettish and languid appearance made him feel a little tempted. She seemed to have noticed his gaze. She narrowed her eyes and looked over. Then, she stood up with the help of a maid beside her and bowed. "Your Majesty."
Murong Zhao walked to Jiujiu's side and held Jiujiu's soft and boneless fingers. He rubbed them gently in his palm and said warmly, "The Empress seems to be different from before."
Jiujiu did not wait for Murong Zhao to greet her. She stood up and walked over to the soft couch and sat down, "Being slapped in the face in public, of course it's different."
Seeing that Jiujiu did not put him in her eyes, Murong Zhao narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "What is the meaning of this, Empress?"
Jiujiu raised her eyes and slowly said: "What do I mean? Your Majesty, don't you know?"
As soon as Jiujiu's voice fell, the surrounding people instantly sucked in a cold breath. Murong Zhao's temper was perverse and he never did things according to convention. The only thing he had compromised with before was the time when he made arrangements with Jiujiu. She actually dared to slap Murong Zhao's face in front of everyone. Did she not want to live anymore?
As expected, Murong Zhao's face instantly darkened. He said coldly: "Is the Empress blaming me?"
Jiujiu raised her eyes and looked lightly at Murong Zhao. Her lips curved in a faint smile. It was clearly a pure and gentle appearance, but there was a charm that could captivate souls: "I didn't say that. If Your Majesty thinks so, I can't do anything about it."
Ever since she knew that Murong Zhao was not Ain, Jiujiu had no patience with him. Her expression was cold as she said: "Chenqie is not feeling well, so chenqie will leave first."
After speaking, she bent her knees slightly and was about to leave.
Murong Zhao saw that Jiujiu did not put him in her eyes at all. He wanted to throw a tantrum, but he felt that he could not do so. After all, he was the one who was in the wrong yesterday. Although Jiujiu's background meant that he could not love her, she still made Ran Gang hand over his military power. Thinking of this, he suppressed his feelings and said: "Zitong, where are you feeling unwell? Did you summon the imperial physician? Xiao Fu, pass on Zhen's decree. Imperial Physician Wang is to go to Kunning Palace to take the Empress's pulse."
Xiao Fu hurriedly trotted away.
Looking at the departing Xiao Fu, Jiujiu raised her eyebrows slightly and said with a light smile: "Is Your Majesty making it up to me?"
In the past, Jiujiu was very obedient to Murong Zhao. Every time she did something, she would put herself in Murong Zhao's shoes and think for him. However, Jiujiu was different.
Firstly, the original owner of the body had already died once. If a person died, then everything would be empty. She had already seen through everything. She did not want the illusory reputation of being virtuous and virtuous. What she wanted was Murong Zhao. Whether it was infamy or jealousy, in short, as long as she was alive, Murong Zhao could only be hers.
Murong Zhao saw Jiujiu like this for the first time. He raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Zitong is a little different today."
Jiujiu smiled faintly. She was as seductive as a fairy. "Your Majesty, do you believe me? I died once. "
Murong Zhao's expression did not change. His fingers gently stroked Jiujiu's hair and pulled up a strand of hair by her ear. He said softly with a hint of warning: "Has the Empress read too many sketchbooks?"
Jiujiu smiled faintly: "Yes, yesterday I saw the Peony Pavilion. In my dream, I thought I had died once!"
"The Empress is full of worries. It seems that you are tired." Murong Zhao's palm gently rested on the back of Jiujiu's hand. His palm was cold, as if it was entangled by a poisonous snake. Jiujiu subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but it was firmly held by Murong Zhao.
Jiujiu raised her head and saw Murong Zhao's smiling eyes, but it did not reach his eyes: "We haven't seen each other for a long time. The Empress and I are getting more distant."
Jiujiu smiled faintly: "Your Majesty is busy with government affairs. This concubine does not dare to disturb you."
Murong Zhao's black eyes deepened. He looked thoughtfully at Jiujiu. After a long time, he moved his gaze and turned to leave.
When Murong Zhao left, Ru Hua softly asked: "Niangniang, you clearly miss His Majesty. Why … …"
Why did you mock His Majesty when he came to see you?
Jiujiu gently shook her head: "You don't understand."
Ru Hua didn't understand. Murong Zhao was a very arrogant person. If he found out that the woman who was originally under his control had suddenly changed, she was afraid that it would arouse his curiosity. On the other hand, if she was blindly submissive, he would look down on her.
Jiujiu wanted Murong Zhao to be curious. Once a man was curious about a woman, it was a good start.
In a month, Li Yanqing would change. This time, Jiujiu did not push Murong Zhao to her. She wanted to see how far Li Yanqing could go.
If Murong Zhao still liked her, then even if Jiujiu risked her life, she would kill Li Yanqing before she changed. If he did not love her, then it would be even simpler. She had countless ways to torture her.
Ru Hua blinked. Although she did not understand, she still obediently helped Jiujiu back to Kunning Palace.
Not long after Jiujiu arrived at Kunning Palace, Imperial Physician Wang came to check Jiujiu's pulse.
The result was nothing more than some specious words such as Qi and Blood loss. Then, he wrote a prescription and left.
Jiujiu changed her menstrual belt with the help of Ru Hua and quietly laid on the bed.
Since she was already the Empress, she was afraid that she would not be able to meet Ain in this world.
Jiujiu was a little regretful, but she was also a little happy. If she met Ain here, it would be awkward. She had become the Emperor's woman. Was he going to rebel?
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