In September, during the golden autumn season, the palace was full of excitement inside and outside.
On the day when Yan Weizhao, the daughter of the Nine Emperors, came of age, the salute roared and red silk fluttered, as if the whole palace were immersed in this festive atmosphere.
The sun shines on the resplendent palace, reflecting the dazzling light and the smiling face of every imperial secretary.
However, behind this prosperity, there is an unknown undercurrent.
Yan Weizhao, the princess who is about to be crowned king, still frequents brothels these days, drinking and drinking with literati and splashing ink. She wore a gorgeous brocade robe and a golden crown, with an unruly smile on her face. Although the queen knows that her temperament is hard to change, she still has high hopes for her, making her a virtuous king and rewarding countless treasures.
However, there was an undercurrent in the imperial court. Many people are dissatisfied with the newly appointed Xianwang and secretly plan how to get her off the horse.
These powerful people's eyes are shining with cold light, like poisonous snakes, spying on Yan Weizhao in the dark.
On this day, as night falls, the lights are on. Yan Weizhao, dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, stepped into Zuiyue Building, the most prosperous brothel in the city.
The sound of silk and bamboo in the building is endless, and there is a lot of laughter and laughter.
The arrival of Yan Weizhao has brought the atmosphere here to a climax.
She came to the elegant room on the second floor, where the decoration was elegant and the aroma was fragrant. Beautiful women dance, and the dancers are graceful and dancing. Yan Weizhao drank a glass and enjoyed this moment. However, her eyes sometimes reveal a deep color, as if thinking about something important.
Suddenly, a cold voice broke the silence of the room.
"Xian Wang is so elegant that he is still drinking and having fun here so late at night." Dali Temple Qing Li Zhi enjoys Li's adult standing in front of the door, his eyes flashing with cold light.
All she needs is time and opportunity to deal with these boring challenges one by one.
The atmosphere in the room became tense, and the conversation between them was short, but it was hidden. Yan Weizhao's eyes are shining with a firm light. She knows what her goal is and the challenges she will face.
When Li saw it, he knew it was useless to say more.
He put a letter in front of her and turned away.
However, his departure did not make the atmosphere in the room relaxed. Instead, it became weird.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the lights of Zuiyue Building are still bright. Yan Weizhao sat alone in the private room, full of thoughts.
She kept tapping her fingers and glanced at the distant lights.
"Let's go."
Xian Wangfu, Xian Wang's side princess Chen has been waiting at the gate for a long time.
Looking at his drunken highness, Chen was a little unhappy and resentful.
"count the feelings." Yan Weizhao giggled.
Hearing his name, his heart softened and he looked at Yan Weizhao's blurred eyes.
He held Yan Weizhao, his eyes were tender and watery, and he stared at her straight away. The thick affection in his eyes was not concealed, and it was as rough as the sea.
"Don't boil water to prepare a bath for the king's daughter." He ordered.
"yes."