Crossing the Palace Fighting Fox Harem

Chapter 200: Entering the Imperial Bedchamber Again

After hearing the old eunuch's voice to welcome the guests, Hua Rong took the initiative to help Ji Anni open the door.

Ji Anni sat on the bed in a daze, with mixed feelings in her heart. She didn't know if she could pretend to be sick and not go...

Thinking back to what Huarong said just now, I felt that Huarong seemed to have begun to doubt her identity.

If I claim to be sick and don't go to the emperor's bedchamber, wouldn't her suspicion deepen?

However, if I were to muster up the courage to sit on the Phoenix Chariot, my fate tonight would be like a small boat drifting in the strong wind and huge waves, which might sink at any time... That would be a catastrophic disaster!

Ji Anni scratched her head in annoyance. Although she had successfully escaped once, would she be so lucky the second time?

"Empress, don't keep your father-in-law waiting too long." Hua Rong came to Ji Anni's bedside and urged.

Ji Anni took a deep breath. Well, since death is imminent, I might as well put on my armor and go into battle!

Long Mohan promised herself that he would not touch her at all until she admitted that she missed him and fell in love with him.

Although this agreement was a bit too much for the emperor, for the sake of his own innocence, he had no choice but to accept the emperor's request.

In general, Ji Anni still has some confidence in Long Mohan's character. From the recent contacts with him, Ji Anni found that he is not such a violent person. Tonight, he took her to sleep with him, maybe just to have a candlelight night chat and gossip?

Didn’t the chef in the imperial kitchen say that the emperor was in a bad mood today, so there were a lot of leftovers?

As a fake concubine, although I cannot sacrifice myself for him, I should at least be a competent "confidant sister", right?

With the awareness that "if I don't go to hell, who will?", Ji Anni got into the car with "the wind whistling and the Yishui River cold".

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On the way to the bedroom, Ji Anni pretended to be calm and asked, "Eunuch, how is the emperor feeling tonight?"

The eunuch replied vaguely: "I dare not speak nonsense, the majesty will know when she goes there."

Ji Anni's heart sank, she felt that her father-in-law had something else in mind, and she thought that the emperor tonight was a little scary...

It is said that serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. It seems that the outcome of my trip is unpredictable.

While he was in a state of panic, the Phoenix Chariot had already stopped outside the palace.

The father-in-law diligently helped Ji Anni to the outside of the bedroom before he stepped back and left respectfully.

The room was still magnificent, and even with only a few candles lit, it was still as bright as day.

Ji Anni stood by the door and looked inside, and saw a figure sitting alone by the window.

In fact, there was always a layer of gloomy air around Long Mohan. Whenever I saw him, I always felt that his figure looked particularly lonely. No matter how many servants followed him, he was always alone leading the vast crowd.

He seemed to be in deep thought and did not notice Ji Annie's arrival.

Ji Anni stood timidly at the door, not daring to walk in rashly.

Staring at Long Mohan's sitting figure, I really felt that he was like a work of art, exuding a solemn and dignified feeling.

This is probably what is called "imperial power", right?

Although Long Mohan spent his youth in the distant Qi Palace and had almost no connection with the royal family, people with dragon blood always have an indelible temperament, as if the throne was born for him.

this is not the truth……

Everyone in the world knows that Long Mohan's throne was only given to him by the An family.

He is not a born king, but just a born puppet.

Maybe Zhao Ji was his only psychological support? He always wanted to find family warmth and encouragement from Zhao Ji.

But the Zhao Ji that belonged to Long Mohan is no longer alive...

What's left is just a body containing someone else's soul.

There is a saying that goes: The only people you can deceive are those who trust you.

And the people that Ji Anni can deceive with Zhao Ji's body are only those who believe that Zhao Ji is still alive in this world - for example, Long Mohan in front of her.

Since Lian Huarong has gradually begun to discover the differences between herself and Zhao Ji, has Long Mohan discovered it a long time ago?

Even if he found out that Soji was no longer the Soji of the past, he would never admit that Soji had disappeared.

Because if I admit it, it would be like erasing Soji's existence with my own hands...

In this way, even the last reason that supported him to take root in this palace disappeared.

Ji Anni thought about a lot of things, but she still couldn't figure out Long Mohan and what he once said: "There are still seventy days left, which is enough." What exactly is he planning? What exactly does he want to achieve?

At this time, Long Mohan shifted his gaze and found Ji Anni standing by the door. He was a little surprised at first, and then a faint smile flashed across his lips. The meaning of that smile seemed to be inviting Ji Anni to come closer.

Standing by the door all the time was not a solution, so Ji Anni walked in with gritted teeth and asked stiffly, "Your Majesty, are you worried about something?"

Long Mohan shook his head and said, "I just want to see you."

"Look at me? What's so good about me?" Ji Anni was very surprised by Long Mohan's answer.

Long Mohan said jokingly, "See if you are angry with me."

This time, Ji Anni finally understood that Long Mohan had indeed called her here tonight to discuss the matter of being demoted to a concubine.

Since Long Mohan was in the mood to joke, Ji Anni also responded with a joke: "Then has the emperor seen the answer?"

Long Mohan nodded, sighed with some relief and some sadness, and said gloomily: "It seems that you don't care at all about being demoted to a concubine..."

Is it really that obvious? Ji Anni subconsciously touched her face.

Although she couldn't see her own expression, she could guess that the words "a blessing in disguise" must be written on her face.

"Your Majesty, now that you have seen it, isn't it... isn't it..."

Can you let me go back now? — I couldn't say the second half of this sentence.

"Zhao Ji, please sit down." As if seeing through Ji Anni's thoughts, Long Mohan pulled her to his side.

Knowing that she couldn't escape, Ji Anni had no choice but to sit down obediently. But the first thing she did after sitting down was to move the small stool under her butt a little further away. She tried to keep a certain distance from Long Mohan and didn't dare to get too close.

This little action broke Long Mohan's heart. He sighed, "Zhao Ji, am I really useless?"

"No, Your Majesty, you are so majestic and respected by the whole world, how can you belittle yourself?"

Even if he was a puppet emperor, he was still an emperor after all.

Although being an emperor meant being oppressed by the An family and not being free, even being a peasant meant being oppressed by the landlords and not being free either.

It is said that worry and hard work can make a country prosperous, while leisure and pleasure can destroy a person. Only when you are in adversity can you know how to work hard to become stronger. If there is no blazing fire to forge, how can you know whether you are real gold or just crude gold?

In fact, if you look at it in a positive way, you will feel that it is not a big deal, and there is no need to sigh and condemn yourself...

Ji Anni really wanted to enlighten him in this way, but she was too nervous and couldn't say a word.