Steal my marriage? Turn around and marry the tyrant to take the throne

Chapter 1416: Nian Nian Makes the Decision (190 Million Rewards Plus)

But beneath his lowered eyelids, his eyes were surprisingly bright, with a stubborn fire burning in them.

She must be more cautious tonight and look for any opportunity to get close to His Majesty!

Twilight Quadruple.

Inside Yongshou Palace, the lights were just beginning to come on.

The emperor's ceremonial procession stopped in front of the palace gate. Nangong Xuanyu got off the imperial carriage and walked inside.

Shen Zhinian had been waiting quietly in the courtyard with the palace maids. When she saw the bright yellow figure appear, she bowed and saluted: "Your Majesty, I greet you!"

Nangong Xuanyu walked straight to Shen Zhinian, reached out and held her arm firmly, helped her up, and said gently: "I told you long ago that you don't have to wait outside."

Shen Zhinian stood up with the help of Nangong Xuanyu, with the corners of his lips slightly curved, without saying much.

Nangong Xuanyu took her hand very naturally and walked towards the inner hall side by side.

Bing Qiao stood with her head lowered among the palace maids. Although her position was not very close to the front, she could clearly see the situation in front of her.

She didn't dare look directly at Tian Yan, and could only greedily capture that tall and noble figure with the corner of her eyes.

The twilight and the light intertwined, outlining the emperor's sharp profile, with a high nose bridge and a sharp jawline.

He was not wearing complicated court robes, but only a dark-colored casual suit with dark patterns, but it still couldn't hide his noble demeanor and his aura of majesty without even getting angry.

Bingqiao's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and even her breathing stagnated...

Even though she had seen him many times, every time His Majesty appeared, she could clearly realize that His Majesty was so handsome and unparalleled!

It is a kind of beauty that transcends power and status and is extremely impactful!

She thought that even if he was stripped of his status as an emperor, his appearance and demeanor alone would be enough to make countless women in the world fall in love with him and be willing to throw themselves into the fire!

Bing Qiao clenched her fingers tightly in her sleeves, her nails digging deep into her palms. She used the pain to force herself to maintain a submissive posture, not daring to reveal any abnormality.

It was not until the figures of the emperor and his concubine disappeared behind the swaying pearl curtain in the inner hall that she raised her eyelids slightly and looked at the still slightly swaying curtain, with a dark light of obsession in her eyes.

How can a man like this not drive people crazy?

She must be favored by His Majesty, even if it's just for a moment!

The inner room is lit with candlelight and filled with lingering incense.

Nangong Xuanyu took off his outer robe and asked casually, "Where's Ah Xu?"

Shen Zhinian took the outer robe he offered and handed it to Fuqiu beside him, saying softly, "Ah Xu played a little crazy today and is a little tired. I just coaxed him to sleep."

Nangong Xuanyu didn't care when he heard this and just nodded.

He came to Yongshou Palace every now and then, not necessarily to see the Fourth Prince every time.

After chatting for a while, the two sat down opposite each other on the soft couch by the window, with a chessboard placed between them. Black and white pieces were scattered around, and soon they were playing back and forth.

Amid the crisp sound of falling pieces, Nangong Xuanyu looked up at Shen Zhinian and suddenly asked, "I see that Nian Nian seems to be in a good mood today?"

Shen Zhinian was concentrating on the chessboard, holding a white piece. Hearing this, she didn't raise her eyes, but her lips curved slightly, and her tone was leisurely: "I went out for a walk today and saw that the lotus flowers in Quhe Garden were in full bloom, clustered together, very pleasing to the eye."

"I've been thinking that things have been a bit dull in the palace lately, so I've come up with an idea: to hold a lotus viewing banquet and invite some noble ladies from the capital to come into the palace to chat and keep me company."

As she spoke, the white piece in her hand fell gently, making a soft "click" sound.

Nangong Xuanyu's eyes fell on the chessboard. He didn't delve into Shen Zhinian's sudden interest and simply said, "It's a small matter like this. Nian Nian will make the decision."

"You are in charge of the six palaces. You have a lot of trivial matters to deal with every day. It's time to find some fun and relax. Let the Ministry of Internal Affairs take care of it."

The emperor's tone was casual, revealing complete trust and indulgence.

Shen Zhinian smiled slightly, replied "yes", and returned his gaze to the chessboard.

In the side room of the side hall, the candlelight was as dim as a bean.

Ever since her marriage with Zhou Yuhu was decided, Fuqiu quietly began preparing for the handover.

She knew very well that after she left the palace, the empress must be surrounded by useful people, so she began to deliberately cultivate Qiuyue and Xiafeng, two palace maids who were usually steady and smart.

She helped them familiarize themselves with palace affairs, how to understand the Empress's intentions, and how to handle emergencies. She would choose a steady and reliable person from Qiuyue and Xiafeng to replace her in the future.

This subtle personnel change, in the eyes of those who are interested, is a rare opportunity.

Bingqiao had long since noticed that Xia Feng was straightforward and not as thoughtful as Qiuyue, so she often tried to get close to him. On weekdays, she would help with embroidery, share some of his latest meals, and chat with him.

After a while, the two of them became as close as sisters.

That evening, Xia Feng was about to bring the freshly brewed cloud tea into the inner room. Just as he was about to pick up the tea tray, Bing Qiao gently called him back.

"Sister Xia Feng."

Bingqiao's face was filled with concern, and her voice was soft: "You've been busy all day, and your eyes are turning blue. How about I take this tea in for you? You can take a break."

Xia Feng paused, looked at Bing Qiao's sincere eyes, and a warmth welled up in his heart.

She rubbed her sore arms, but still shook her head: "Sister Bingqiao, I appreciate your kindness."

"But His Majesty is here today, and we can't be careless in serving him. We can't make any mistakes. It's safer for me to go in person."

Bing Qiao heard this, without any displeasure of being rejected. Instead, she nodded in agreement, reached out to straighten Xia Feng's collar, and said in a more considerate tone, "Sister, you are right. It's me who has been thinking in the wrong direction."

"Then go quickly, sister, and be careful."

She looked at Xia Feng's back as he carried the tea tray and walked cautiously towards the inner room, her eyes calm and unwavering.

There was no urgency, nor disappointment.

Not urgent.

It will be a long time before Fuqiu leaves the palace, and she has plenty of time to make her "sisterhood" with Xia Feng deeper and stronger.

If a drop of water can wear away a stone, how much more can the human heart?

The best strategy is to take it step by step.

The candlelight in the inner room flickers red.

The fighting on the chessboard has ended, but the game is still going on. The scattered black and white pieces still carry the flashes of swords and sabers from before.

Nangong Xuanyu picked up the teacup beside him, took a sip, and his eyes swept across the dark night outside the window.

The palace maids serving on both sides were all alert.

Seeing the emperor put down his teacup, Fuqiu silently gestured and led the palace maids to quietly retreat to the outer room. Finally, she gently closed the palace door, leaving the room in silence for the emperor and his concubine.

Nangong Xuanyu stood up and walked behind Shen Zhinian, reaching out and pulling out the last phoenix hairpin in her hair.

The thick black hair cascaded down like a waterfall and spread over her shoulders, softening the majesty between Shen Zhinian's brows and adding to her charm.

The red candles are burning high and the curtains are hanging low.

Looking at Nangong Xuanyu's scorching eyes, Shen Zhinian lowered her head shyly: "Your Majesty..."

A room full of spring...