Chapter 1260: 23 Things About the Fake Emperor and the Powerful Officials
In front of all the ministers and the second prince of the Northern Kingdom, it was just a look.
Shi Li knew that he was fine.
He also knew that Shi Li was worried.
The palace is deep and remote, whether in the former dynasty or in the deep palace, Shi Li suddenly feels that she is not so lonely anymore.
She lowered her head to hide the smile on her lips, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
By the time the banquet was over, it was already dark.
The envoys from the Northern Kingdom were taken to the post station by people from the Ministry of Rites, and the ministers left one after another.
Shi Li was slightly tipsy. She walked out of the palace, looked at the two rows of bright lights, and slowly walked through the corridor towards the bedroom.
The evening breeze blows on my cheeks, bringing a slight coolness.
Before entering the bedroom, a trusted eunuch stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, Lord Yuan requests an audience."
Hearing these words, Shi Li couldn't help but open her eyes wide.
It is now time for the palace confinement. Yuan Chizhi is really bold.
But she nodded to the eunuch, "Okay, please ask him to come in and see me...I."
After saying that, Shi Li took the lead and walked into the bedroom.
I was a little tipsy, and the night breeze made me a little drunk.
While Yuan Chizhi was not here yet, Shi Li sat down and closed her eyes. Feeling a little thirsty, she reached out to pick up the teapot and wanted to pour herself a cup of tea.
The teapot was halfway raised when it was snatched away by another bony hand.
The light and fragrant tea pours into the teacup.
The snow-white porcelain cup, the dark green tea, the slender fingers, Shi Li looked up and saw Yuan Chizhi's handsome face.
He smiled silently and handed the teacup to her.
The voice was deep, "Your Majesty, have some tea."
Shi Li took the teacup, raised her head and took a big sip. Her pale red lips were stained with crystal water, and her bright eyes were covered with a layer of light mist.
Yuan Chizhi took the empty cup calmly and asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, are you drunk?"
"I'm just a little dizzy. This amount of wine won't make me drunk."
Shi Li was trying to be strong, but her eyes were fixed on Yuan Chizhi's face. Her unclear mind began to lose control of her mouth. "Yuan Chizhi, no wonder everyone says you are the most handsome man in Jing Dynasty. You are really good-looking."
Yuan Chizhi was stunned at first, then he laughed.
He is drunk indeed.
Otherwise, she would never be able to say such bold and outrageous words.
He poured another cup of tea and handed it to Shi Li, his tone gentle and persuasive, "Your Majesty, do you think I am good-looking?"
"I've never seen anyone prettier than you."
Shi Li's body was weak, her elbows resting on the table, her palms supporting her cheeks as she stared at Yuan Chizhi, "If I were a playboy, I would definitely rob you on the street if I saw you, and I would never miss the opportunity."
Yuan Chizhi also just realized that drunk people dare to say anything.
He is usually very cautious in everything he does, but now he seems like a completely different person.
He thought back and remembered that the last time someone said he was good-looking, the grass on his grave would probably have grown to half a person's height.
That was when he was in the army. Because of his good looks, he was teased maliciously by an old soldier who had been in the army longer. He just pretended not to hear it and let him stay on the battlefield.
Now when he was told that he was good-looking, his mood was completely different. Yuan Chizhi even reached out and touched his cheek, feeling quite pleased with himself.
"Since Your Majesty thinks I'm good-looking, then Your Majesty likes me?"
He moved a little closer to Shi Li, his eyes uncontrollably falling on her lips, his gaze unconsciously becoming deeper and deeper, as if he wanted to release a ferocious beast that had been imprisoned for a long time.
Shi Li had no idea that danger was right beside him. He thought about the question over and over again, nodded, and then shook his head.
"I like it... I don't dare to like it. Yuan Chizhi, the path to restore my identity is too difficult and unnecessary."
She understands everything.
Now that the Jing Dynasty was stable, although Yuan Chizhi could not say that he was completely loyal to her, at least he did not pretend to obey her but actually did. All the civil and military officials in the court did not dare to harbor any rebellious thoughts.
But once her identity is exposed, no one knows what will happen next, and what those ambitious people in the court and those from the aristocratic families will do to take advantage of the opportunity.
Even Shi Li was not sure whether the people that Mr. Xie left behind for her would continue to be loyal to her.
It’s too dangerous. It’s better to just live in confusion.
"Your Majesty, this is not a difficult problem." Yuan Chizhi understood her answer and raised a hand, wanting to touch her.
Becoming a Buddha or a devil is just a matter of thought.
He never failed to get what he wanted.
The young new emperor in front of him looked like a lamb to be slaughtered.
At the moment when his finger was about to fall, Yuan Chizhi hesitated, and instead gently placed it on the top of Shi Li's head and patted it lightly.
Then he stood up, took a step back, and bowed respectfully, as if nothing had happened.
"Wei Chen retire."
No one can stop him from doing what he wants to do, but that doesn't necessarily mean she should be frightened.