How could this be?!!!
Bei Chenjing couldn’t believe what his own eyes were seeing—
How dare Ming Yueni pull Imperial Father’s sleeve?
Why wasn’t Imperial Father reprimanding her?
Wasn’t Imperial Father aloof from women, completely ignoring even the high-ranking consorts of the inner palace?!
“You vile spawn! Kneel down at once!”
Bei Chenyuan’s gaze was sharp and utterly terrifying. Under his thunderous reprimand, Bei Chenjing fell to his knees with a thud.
Trembling with fear, he cried out in panic, “Im-Imperial Father.”
“This commoner greets Your Majesty!”
Liu Yingwu also hastily knelt down, her face deathly pale as she shivered uncontrollably.
What should she do? His Majesty heard everything!
“Crown Prince, repeat what you just said.”
Bei Chenyuan spoke, but Bei Chenjing didn’t dare to answer. He stammered, sweat beading on his forehead as he tried to think of a way to bluff his way out of it.
Ming Yueni wouldn’t give him the chance!
“Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince said he wants to bed me.” Ming Yueni hid timidly behind Bei Chenyuan, her voice trembling, aggrieved, and pitiful. “Your Majesty, I’m scared.”
“Imperial Father, it is not like that!”
Bei Chenjing anxiously tried to quibble. “This son is deeply infatuated with Ming Yueni, longing for her day and night, unable to forget her. That is why I thought…”
“Imperial Father! Love and intimacy between a man and a woman is human nature! I implore Imperial Father to bestow Ming Yueni to this son, to relieve my bitter lovesickness!”
Ugh! Ming Yueni was vomiting wildly in her heart from the sheer disgust!
Twisting his lust into infatuation, and even demanding her from Bei Chenyuan. Bei Chenjing was truly despicable! Shameless!
Thinking of everything she had endured in her past life after falling into Bei Chenjing’s demonic clutches… Ming Yueni’s fingers gripped and wrinkled the sleeve of Bei Chenyuan’s dragon robe tightly. She would not repeat the same mistakes!
She had the Emperor as her blade!
In a fleeting moment, Ming Yueni’s beautiful eyes clouded with a layer of moisture, her voice sounding pitiful yet stubborn: “Your Majesty, I don’t want to!”
“I won’t go anywhere except by Your Majesty’s side!”
“If Your Majesty no longer wants me…”
Ming Yueni let go of his sleeve, her soft waist bending as she knelt. The expression on her face hovered on the verge of tears, making her look delicate, frail, and incredibly pitiful.
Who could have known that her next words would shock everyone.
The delicate and enchanting girl raised her head, her shimmering, watery eyes looking up at Bei Chenyuan, her tone resolute and fierce: “If I cannot stay by Your Majesty’s side, then Ming Yueni’s life has no meaning! Please grant me death, Your Majesty!”
Hiss—who was it that sucked in a breath of air?
In Ming Yueni’s eyes, there was only Bei Chenyuan’s mighty and imposing figure. She saw his handsome, composed face; his dark eyes trembled slightly, and his expression showed a subtle shift, like a spring breeze blowing across a calm lake.
Once ripples formed, tranquility could never be restored.
“Get up!”
Bei Chenyuan personally reached out, half-pulling and half-supporting Ming Yueni to her feet.
His palm was burning hot!
Filled with strength, a gentle pull was enough to draw Ming Yueni right in front of him. The tall and martial Emperor’s figure easily enveloped Ming Yueni’s petite frame. The aura around him was terrifying, yet the force of his caress was incredibly gentle.
His thumb brushed over her damp, feather-like eyelashes, lightly pressing against the reddened corners of her eyes. “When did I ever say I would give you away?”
“Your Majesty!”
Ming Yueni’s watery eyes instantly lit up!
Unable to contain her emotions, her eyes curved into crescents as she beamed at Bei Chenyuan with infinite charm, her smile dazzling and brilliant.
But that dazzling, beautiful smile lasted only for a fleeting moment. Ming Yueni gently bit her lower lip, glancing timidly at the kneeling Bei Chenjing…
Bei Chenyuan easily read her gaze.
A cold, harsh glint flashed in his dark eyes. He pulled Ming Yueni behind him and looked down upon Bei Chenjing with supreme contempt: “Ming Yueni is Mine.”
“Imperial Father, appease your anger! This son knows his mistakes!”
Bei Chenjing immediately groveled to admit his fault.
But it was useless!
Bei Chenyuan reprimanded him severely and ruthlessly: “You can’t even control your own lust. Are your brains in your crotch?! Roll back and reflect on your actions! From now on, you are exempted from morning court. Without my decree, you are not allowed to take a single step out of the Eastern Palace!”
“Imperial Father! This son was wrong!” Bei Chenjing’s cry was agonized. “I beg Imperial Father to see that this is my first offense and give me a chance! Imperial Father—”
Bei Chenjing sprawled on the ground, crying out for a long time, but there was no response.
He boldly raised his head!
Only to see that Bei Chenyuan was holding Ming Yueni’s hand. The two of them, along with the palace servants, had already walked far away, leaving behind only their fading silhouettes.
Bei Chenjing immediately slumped to the ground.
Liu Yingwu quickly comforted him: “Your Highness, do not panic and do not fear! I will go back right now and write a letter, asking my father to petition His Majesty to retract the order!”
“This prince did nothing wrong!”
Bei Chenjing cast aside the fear on his face. His gaze turned sinister and furious, and he gritted his teeth, saying, “I am the Crown Prince. So what if I sleep with a woman?”
“Imperial Father is destined to have no heirs. He can’t enjoy her himself, yet he insists on hoarding such a beauty! It’s a complete waste of God’s gifts!”
Thinking of Ming Yueni again, Bei Chenjing grew exasperated and furious: “I am the Crown Prince, yet she dared to refuse me! Ming Yueni, I will definitely have you! I will bed you until you submit!”
…Hearing Bei Chenjing muttering to himself, Liu Yingwu’s face turned incredibly ugly.
Ming Yueni truly was a disaster!
…
“Your Majesty, this servant wants to stay by your side forever to serve you!”
Ming Yueni’s eyes were full of adoration and worship, clinging to Bei Chenyuan with deep dependence as she followed him. Even a blind man could feel her pure and passionate emotions.
Bei Chenyuan’s eyes darkened.
His expression remained unchanged. With steady majesty, he reached out and patted Ming Yueni’s head: “Such a young age, yet you think too far ahead.”
“Your Majesty, this servant is not small! I am already eighteen!”
“Still a child.”
Bei Chenyuan’s eyes were deep and obscure. The hand petting her head slid down and pinched her soft, tender cheek.
“Go back.” Bei Chenyuan left her there and headed toward his sleeping chambers.
Ming Yueni only served in the Imperial Study. She curtsied and watched the Emperor leave. After a while, she touched her own face and muttered to herself, “Does he treat me like a child? Did I overact?”
Meanwhile.
Fu Lai followed into the sleeping chambers, serving the Emperor as usual to change his clothes and wash up.
With his head lowered, his eyes darted around before he couldn’t help but ask: “Your Majesty, Ming Yueni is deeply devoted to you. Even this servant was moved listening to her! Your Majesty, why don’t you take her in?”
“If she became Your Majesty’s concubine, presumably the Crown Prince would never dare to covet and drool over his own imperial concubine stepmother.”
Although the Crown Prince was not His Majesty’s biological son, they had a nominal father-son relationship. He didn’t believe the Crown Prince would dare risk being struck by lightning for lusting after his little stepmother!
Seeing Bei Chenyuan looking cold and severe without saying a word, Fu Lai asked hesitantly, “Your Majesty, do you really think she’s too young? But among the commoners, women are already mothers at eighteen! Even if noble families raise their daughters a little longer, by eighteen, they are all betrothed and preparing to marry.”
From the corner of his eye, Bei Chenyuan shot a cold glance at Fu Lai. His voice was majestic and ruthless: “Fu Lai, since when did you become a matchmaker?”
“Your Majesty, this servant is just anxious for you!” Fu Lai wore a bitter smile. “Ever since you invested the Crown Prince, the Empress Dowager has been away from the palace for a full two years!”
“With Imperial Mother absent, my ears are finally in peace.”
Bei Chenyuan didn’t miss his biological mother one bit.
As for Fu Lai’s roundabout probing, Bei Chenyuan’s gaze turned dark and profound. He said indifferently, “She couldn’t take it. There is no rush.”
“Huh?”
Fu Lai stood dumbfounded for a long moment. What couldn’t she take?
A flash of inspiration struck!
Fu Lai audaciously stole a peek at a certain spot, sighing and lamenting in his heart: A donkey-like apparatus, unable to find a saddle!
Wait!
His Majesty said ‘there is no rush’… which means there is a chance!!!