Did the Prime Minister Attend Court Today? - Chapter 84
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Listening to Zhao Xian’s cold words, Empress Feng You couldn’t help but clench her fists. No matter how one put it, Xue Shujun was someone she liked, yet the Prime Minister seemed to be increasingly disregarding her. (Onlooker A: She’s never paid attention to you anyway.)
“Your Majesty, I-I didn’t mean to. I just heard that the Prime Minister’s husband is very talented, so I wanted to witness it myself… I… cough…” Xue Shujun’s voice trailed off as tears welled up in his eyes.
The young Empress grew anxious, her expression soured, but she managed to maintain a smile. “My apologies for the misunderstanding, Prime Minister. Consort Shujun came from a humble background and was unfamiliar with such matters. Let’s let this matter rest, shall we?”
Zhao Xian spoke calmly, “Since Consort Shujun doesn’t know, let’s leave it at that. After all, I am not unreasonable.”
Everyone’s mouths twitched. Yeah, you’re the epitome of reasonableness.
Finally resolving the issue, they hoped no more incidents would mar tonight’s banquet.
Empress Feng You’s resentment towards Zhao Xian only deepened. “Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, let’s all enjoy the food and drinks. Bring forth the singers and dancers…”
The music began, and one by one, men dressed provocatively and erotically started dancing.
Even with Zhao Xian’s strong heart, she couldn’t help but be shocked. Men dancing? Ah, what a world we live in!
Xue Tong gritted his teeth. It seemed this person’s influence in court was too strong. Even the Empress couldn’t touch her. No, he had to find a way to kill her.
With narrowed eyes, he plotted…
…
After three rounds of wine that night, everyone gradually departed. Gu Tingshu went to the restroom, while Zhao Xian waited for him in the garden.
However, no matter how long she waited, he didn’t return. After a moment’s hesitation, Zhao Xian went to look for him.
Not far away, she saw a disguised guard carrying a man in red who promptly disappeared into a certain palace.
Zhao Xian was stunned and quickly flew to catch up, because the man in red was none other than the Prince of An County.
“What’s going on here?” she muttered, observing as the guard delivered the man to a particular bedroom.
She quickly knocked out the guard and followed inside.
From afar, she saw the young Empress looking coldly at the unconscious man on the bed.
Zhao Xian understood everything now. It seemed they really intended to exploit the situation.
Such actions were despicable regardless of the era.
“You can’t blame me. If anyone is to blame, blame yourself for being Princess An’s son. Clearly, I am the ruler of the world, yet you and your ilk have never respected me. One day, I will reclaim everything that rightfully belongs to me.”
Listening to the young Empress’s voice, Zhao Xian let out a cold laugh. She had never harbored any hostility towards her and had never thought of manipulating the Empress to control the vassals. But at this moment, she realized how difficult it truly was to sit in her current position.
Speaking of which, most of this world was conquered by Zhao Xian. The reason she commanded an army of 200,000 was because those people had followed her from the very beginning.
The young Empress stepped forward, preparing to undo the Prince of An County’s belt directly. However, as her hand reached out, she suddenly felt unable to move.
“Who… protect… me…” She tried to shout, but found herself unable to even make a sound.
“Well, well, looks like Your Majesty has quite an interesting hobby,” Zhao Xian walked out calmly from the shadows, shaking her head as she looked at the man lying on the bed. “You’re still young, yet you’re already involved in such crooked paths. I had higher hopes for you.”
Seeing Zhao Xian, the young Empress’s face instantly turned pale, her eyes flashing a shade of despair.
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Dear Readers,
Due to a temporary website issue, starting around April 3, all novels started before January 2025 will be temporarily moved to the drafts folder for approximately 3–4 weeks. Unfortunately, this novel is included in that list. Regular updates will resume as soon as the site allows.
Thank you for your patience and support!