He pressed both hands against the fatty's greasy chest and hurriedly collected his emotions, forcing out a smile that he could barely see through. "Many thanks for the emperor's favor, but today, this one's body isn't feeling well …"
Gu Jingyuan's desire filled his heart. How could he hear Meng Zixian's words? He carried her and walked towards the bed. He opened the veil and threw Meng Zixian onto the bed.
Meng Zixian stared at Gu Jingyuan with a face full of fear. Her hand couldn't help but slide towards the dagger hidden under the pillow.
If this dog-emperor dared to mess around, she would stab him to death! But then she thought, if she killed him now, could it be considered regicide?
After that, no matter where she went, she would be hunted by the entire imperial court? Then wouldn't her life as a thief be even more of a hindrance?
With a frown, Meng Zixian saw that the emperor had already undressed and his fat body was pressing towards her. She made up her mind, cleared her throat and raised her voice.
"Your majesty's concubine is in the sunflower water today, and her body is really unwell. If you like painting with poetry, then the silent concubine from Meditation Pavilion is much more proficient than your concubine …"
"Jingfei?" Gu Jingyuan was silent for a moment: "It seems like it's been a long time since I've been to the Meditation Pavilion …"
Just as Gu Jingyuan was hesitating, Meng Zixian saw a purple figure jump out from under the bed, using his hand as a blade and mercilessly hacking the back of Gu Jingyuan's neck.
Gu Jingyuan gave a muffled groan as his eyes rolled back and fell on Meng Zixian.
"He died a heavy death!"
Meng Zixian, who was being pressed down, almost stopped breathing. She frowned and clenched her teeth, using all the strength in her body to push Gu Jingyuan to the side.
As if she had been relieved of a burden, Mencius collapsed onto the bed, gasping for breath. Even the air was sweet without the bad breath of that fat pig.
Suddenly, Yan'Er got up from the bed and stood in front of Song Que He. She tidied up her messy clothes and smiled sincerely at Song Qi He. She blinked: "I knew you would help me."
Before she could even dodge, she was grabbed by the neck by Song Que. She subconsciously punched Song Que but was caught by his other hand.
"Meng Zixian!" If you keep on using Jingfei to threaten me, I will kill you as easily as crushing an ant. The harem will not care about the death of an abandoned concubine! "
Song Qi He's face was cold and his eyes were filled with anger. There was even a hint of bloodlust in them. Meng Zixian suddenly realized that he was the one who had given her all the peaceful days.
He was high and mighty, and she was powerless. She had relied on herself to grab hold of his weakness and felt that he would protect her life. She was simply too pleased with herself.
If she angered him now, it would only make her life more dangerous.
"The harem wouldn't care about the death of an abandoned concubine, but Master Song, would you care about losing a powerful chess piece?"
The strength in Meng Zixian's neck couldn't be ignored. Her breathing wasn't smooth, but she still maintained her neither servile nor overbearing attitude.
"Master Song … "It's not easy for you to find a girl with the same skills as me in the Dongsheng Dynasty."
As soon as he finished talking, Meng Zixian saw the change in Song Que's face. His hand power also gradually relaxed a bit.
Finally, Meng Zixian could no longer feel that strong pressure on her neck. She quickly took a few steps back, broke free from his restraints, and covered her throat with her hands as she coughed a few times before she could speak properly.
"I was wrong this time." A wise man does not fight when the odds are against him. When it was time to lower your head, so did Meng Zixian. Meng Zixian understood this principle.
Song Que looked at Meng Zixian vigilantly. This woman was more intelligent than he had thought.
"What should we do with the Emperor?" Meng Zixian looked at Gu Jingyuan lying on the bed and could not help but worry.
"Take the medicine." Song Que raised his hand and threw a white porcelain bottle to Meng Zixian with the corner of his mouth slightly raised.
"Swallow it. When you wake up, your mind will be in chaos and you won't be able to remember the events that occurred two hours before you fell asleep. Next, you will have to rely on your wits to display your abilities."
Meng Zixian held the white porcelain bottle and was sighing. Song Que He really had a lot of drugs. She looked up and saw Song Qi He put a small scroll on the table.
"There will be a Hundred Blossom Banquet in a few days, all of your concubines will be gathered here. You will have to deal with other concubines, get closer to the concubines who are related to the court officials, and familiarize yourself with the road."
"Aren't you more familiar with the path of the harem than I am?" Meng Zixian said calmly, "I saw that you went to see Jingfei and came to my house with ease."
Song Que was exasperated. He could not help but speak coldly, "There are places in the palace that are open roads, but there are places that are not. As a foreign official, I naturally have places that I cannot touch. Why else do you need to do that?"
He twitched his mouth and thought, "This is really troublesome." But in an instant, Meng Zixian's eyes lit up. If he found some unknown places, wouldn't he be able to find even more treasures?