GBP Chapter 253 His Majesty is finally hers
Chapter 253 His Majesty is finally hers
Although Empress Wang was unwilling, she could not disobey the Empress Dowager's order and could only grit her teeth and reply, "Yes."
Then he turned around and walked with heavy, slow steps toward the emperor's Zichen Palace.
Every step she took felt like she was dragging a thousand-pound burden, and the hem of her skirt embroidered with golden phoenixes seemed to have become a shackle binding her.
Pei Yuanling has been staying at Feixue Palace for the past few days.
Inside the empty palace, only his lonely figure remained. He forbade anyone to serve him, and even his usually close confidant, Chen Zhongliang, could only wait outside the palace.
When Empress Wang arrived, she saw Chen Zhongliang outside the palace, his face full of anger as he reprimanded the palace servants.
The crowd was dense and numerous, and many maids knelt on the ground in fear, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
"Eunuch Chen, what's going on?" Empress Wang approached slowly, exuding the authority of a superior.
Upon seeing Empress Wang, Chen Zhongliang hurriedly bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty, these ignorant and arrogant little vixens, relying on their looks, actually tried to seduce His Majesty at this time. This old servant was so angry that I taught them a lesson."
After saying that, he glared fiercely at the palace maids kneeling on the ground, his eyes seeming to want to devour them.
Upon hearing this, Empress Wang frowned even more deeply, her gaze sweeping coldly over the palace maids: "In that case, send them to the laundry department to teach them a lesson."
The laundry department was the lowest-ranking place in the palace. If someone was exiled there, they would probably never be able to rise above their station in this lifetime.
"Please, Your Majesty, have mercy!"
The palace maids hurriedly kowtowed, their foreheads hitting the ground with a dull thud.
Empress Wang, however, remained unfazed.
The eunuchs nearby noticed this and, with great shrewdness, gagged the palace maids and dragged them away.
Once the noise was finally over, Empress Wang straightened her magnificent palace attire and began to walk into the Feixue Palace.
But Chen Zhongliang stopped him.
Chen Zhongliang looked troubled and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, His Majesty has ordered that he will not see anyone. Please leave."
Empress Wang's eyebrows shot up, and a flash of anger crossed her eyes: "So you won't even see me?"
"Yes, His Majesty said he would not see anyone."
Sensing the other party's displeasure, Chen Zhongliang's heart tightened, but he remained steadfast in his position, refusing to make way, and said only, "Your Majesty, please return."
The Empress, still seething with anger after being wronged by the Empress Dowager, snapped, "A eunuch dares to block my way? Get out of my way! I want to see His Majesty!"
Having said that, he ignored the attempts to stop him and walked straight inside.
"Your Majesty, this is impossible! His Majesty has said he will not see anyone..."
Chen Zhongliang dared not actually stop the Empress, and could only anxiously try to persuade her from behind, but she simply wouldn't listen.
Empress Wang entered Feixue Palace without any hindrance.
The hall was dimly lit, and several wine jars lay scattered on the floor. The spilled wine mixed with the smell of incense, creating a suffocating atmosphere.
Pei Yuanling was completely drunk, slumped in the corner of the bed, clutching an old garment tightly in his arms—
That was Consort Liang's favorite purple silk skirt.
At this moment, this silk skirt seemed to be the most precious treasure he had in the world, and his only solace.
Looking at the scene before her, Empress Wang felt a sudden surge of sorrow.
As empress, she wore a dazzling phoenix crown and magnificent robes, ruling the harem and enjoying all the riches and honors.
But in Pei Yuanling's heart, she was not even as good as a substitute.
Pei Yuanling would rather be heartbroken over the whereabouts of Consort Liang than even glance at himself.
How ridiculous.
But seeing Pei Yuanling's haggard and lonely appearance, her heart couldn't help but clench.
Ultimately, she still had feelings for him.
Even though he never looked at her directly, this man was her husband.
She slowly walked forward, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and gently hugged the man's waist from behind.
"His Majesty……"
She pressed her head against the man's back, trying to feel this moment of warmth.
She is a human being too.
She is also a woman.
In this cold and icy harem, she also longed for a touch of warmth.
"Yinyin?"
Pei Yuanling's body stiffened. "Is it you?"
Hearing the other person call out Consort Liang's name, Empress Wang felt a pang of pain in her heart, but before she could deny it, the man turned around and pulled Empress Wang into his arms.
"Yinyin, you're back..."
"I knew you wouldn't leave me."
At this moment, Pei Yuanling was already so drunk that he was out of his mind, and all he could see and think about was the beautiful figure he had been longing for day and night.
When he saw that the person in his arms was also wearing a purple palace dress, he could no longer suppress his longing for her and kissed her.
Empress Wang was stunned.
Feeling the warm breath on my lips, so unfamiliar, yet so... captivating.
Even though she knew in her heart that as the empress of a country, she still had to rely on impersonating someone else to gain the emperor's favor, she was truly pitiful.
But she couldn't bear to push the man in front of her away.
She loves him.
From the first moment she saw him, she couldn't help but fall for him.
Later, she finally married into the prince's household as she wished, becoming his lawfully wedded wife. But in his eyes, there was only the arrogant and domineering Chu Qingyin...
She thought that as long as she was virtuous, gentle, and generous, she would eventually win his favor.
But after waiting and waiting, just when Chu Qingyin finally left, Qiao Qingyin appeared.
Fortunately, God took pity on her and caused her enemies to die one by one.
Now, His Majesty is finally hers.
"Hmm, Your Majesty..."
The two kissed passionately, Pei Yuanling so drunk he was incoherent, and with the darkness falling, he couldn't even tell who was in front of him. Empress Wang, unwilling to be recognized, allowed him to do as he pleased.
The man's hot body pressed against her, and her breathing became rapid, her cheeks burning, unable to tell whether it was from shyness or the complex and inexplicable emotions in her heart.
She hugged Pei Yuanling tightly with both arms, her nails almost digging into his back, as if trying to confirm that this was not an illusion.
"Yinyin, don't leave me..."
Pei Yuanling murmured hoarsely, his delicate kisses traveling down from the woman's red lips to her neck, leaving burning marks.
Empress Wang tilted her head slightly, let out a soft moan, and a single tear slid down her cheek.
Even if he treated her as someone else, she was willing to succumb to it.
……
Before they knew it, the two of them had fallen onto the bed, and the curtains fell, concealing their figures.
The candlelight inside the hall flickered in the breeze, reflecting this misplaced act of love.
One night passed.
Once everything had calmed down, Pei Yuanling turned over, closed his eyes, and fell asleep, a hint of contentment showing in his handsome brows.
Empress Wang, however, was wide awake. She stared at the canopy above her head, her mind filled with thoughts.
Pei Yuanling has always been domineering in matters of the heart. At this moment, she only felt sore all over and was unwilling to get up at all.
She knew perfectly well that once Pei Yuanling woke up, this brief moment of tenderness would vanish like a bubble.
He'll probably be annoyed and disgusted...
But when she looked at the man lying beside her, her slender hand slowly caressed his flat stomach.
If she could get pregnant that night, she would be content no matter how Pei Yuanling viewed her in the end.
In this harem, her child was her only support.
Unexpectedly, Pei Yuanling woke up before dawn.
"Why is it you? Where's Yinyin?"
Pei Yuanling yanked her awake, his eyes dark and menacing as he stared intently at her, gritting his teeth as he asked, "Where did Yinyin go?"