The Palace Mistress 2

  However, as the empress of a tyrannical king, it's different. In this era, all previous empresses who lost favor and had no children would be sent to the imperial mausoleum, never allowed to leave for the rest of their lives.

  "Your Highness." Chasing after the wild and dark figure, he pulled Lan Ya to the front of everyone, and suddenly a loud voice rang out.

  "Hmm." Jin Ye nodded and turned to grab Lan Ya's shoulder: "The reason the King of Japan gathered everyone today is that there's something very important he wants to announce..."

  "Wild and reckless." Lan Ya interrupted his words, she couldn't be a proper empress.

  This way, she didn't even have a place to rest her head, his love couldn't last long, in ancient times, there were too many abandoned wives, which one wasn't fallen from a high position.

  "What's wrong, are you so happy that you can't speak?" Zhū Yě didn't mind her interrupting him at all.

  Lan Ya's heart was racing, she mustered up her courage: "I... I... think the position of Ce Fei is very good..."

  The position of the concubine is very good...

  "Is the position of the secondary wife good?" Ji Ye's eyes had a momentary darkness, then he smiled: "But, I think the primary wife is more suitable for you!"

  Lan Ya just wanted to refute, but a sharp pain suddenly came from her arm. Zhu Ye's eyes were warning, his big hand pinched her arm, it hurt.

  "From today on, she is the mistress of the King's Manor, this king's official wife. Listen clearly!" The overbearing voice resounded throughout the entire King's Manor.

  "It is." The crisp sound of a seal being stamped, representing a decision made with finality.

  The identity of the queen was also settled, Lan Ya's face was pale and her complexion was wan.

  Jin Ye's face was smiling, but his hand grasping her arm was very forceful. Lan Ya felt pain and sweat beaded on her forehead, yet she didn't make a sound.

  Afternoon.

  Lan Ya moved into Longhua Courtyard with only some medicine and clothes, nothing else. The housekeeper told her about some wild and absurd habits.

  She listened casually, with a heavy heart, and didn't remember much of what the housekeeper reminded her, only that he had a strong obsession with cleanliness and some allergic symptoms.

  He announced his decision in the early morning and left her at the gate. She knew he was angry, but who could understand her?

  Standing in the room, looking around at the furnishings, desk, porcelain, and screen, everything is top-notch, and the layout has a unique charm.

  It's already afternoon, and Zhū Yě still hasn't returned. Lán Yǎ walked around the room, changing places but feeling uncomfortable everywhere. She lifted her foot and walked out the door. There was still some time before nightfall, so she could go to the east of the city and return before it got dark.

  "Your Highness."

  She hadn't gone a few steps when a dark figure blocked her way.

  "Anything wrong?" Lan Ya asked.

  Gazing straight at Lan Ya with an unyielding stare, without a shred of fear, among the dragon knights guarding them, only one person is worthy of reverence - the prince!

  "Your Highness, do you think this title is suitable?" Her voice was laced with coldness.

  Lan Ya narrowed her eyes, she had heard this before, it should be about what happened this morning, and that the king of his household was not worth it.

  "It's not up to me to decide whether it's good or bad." She doesn't care about this position at all!

  "Miss Mu, you're not worthy of our family's young master Wang." For the first time, An Xiao and Lan Ya said so many words.

  Lan Ya smiled: "I also think I'm not worthy of him."

  "If it weren't for my master's genuine fondness for you, I could have killed you with just one word!" An Qi revealed a hint of murderous intent, but made an effort to suppress it.

  "You can kill me now..." Lan Ya's smile turned cold.

  She suddenly felt that life seemed to have no prospects, she didn't know what could support her to move on, she was afraid of death, so she didn't dare to seek death, if someone let her die without suffering, she might choose death...

  "Don't think I don't dare!" An Qi drew out his soft sword and pointed it at Lan Ya.

  Lan Ya didn't dodge at all, her eyes staring straight at An Xiao: "You like him, don't you."

  She was so angry with her, but it wasn't just a subordinate and superior relationship, she didn't see it that simply.

  "There isn't." Dark Charisma shouted.

  "None? If none, why intervene in emotional matters? If not, with so many dragon riders guarding, why only come to question me?"

  The hand grasping the long sword hesitated, having been seen through by someone who knew his thoughts, and his eyes stared at Lan Ya with even more malice.

  Lan Ya took a step forward, reaching out to lift her long sword: "It's nothing to be ashamed of to like the master of one's own home... actually, you should feel happy..."

  Being able to stay by the side of someone you like is also a kind of happiness.

  "Happiness?" Her enchanting eyes seemed a bit dazed.

  "Of course, even without a name, at least you can still be with him. Some people love each other but have to separate, that kind of pain you won't understand..." Lan Ya's eyes dimmed, her hand on her chest, for an instant it seemed like she was in some pain.

  She sheathed her sword, knowing that this woman's heart was not on the prince, but the prince really loved her!

  If it were in the past, she would never have believed that Wang Ye had a soft spot for her even if you beat her to death. But these days, she discovered that Wang Ye was gradually changing because of Mu Qingyan's influence on him.

  "So, you're very happy." Lan Ya smiled faintly.

  Anqi followed her for many days. A woman with such a strong aura of killing intent must have gone through a lot, just like her.

  Dazed and standing still, she thought about what Lan Ya had said. She had never thought of marrying the prince, she just wanted to be with him forever.

  Lan Ya walked past An Wei towards the outer courtyard. She should have understood what she said. In fact, Lan Ya quite liked her.

  "The king really likes you, so please don't hurt the king." An Qi reacted and shouted at Lan Ya's back.

  A gust of wind blew by, dispersing her words, and Lanya was already far away.

  Anqi stood still for a few seconds, and when she turned to leave, she caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of her eye. Her face immediately fell, and there was a moment of panic.

  "Your Highness." A few steps forward, she bowed respectfully, and she didn't know if he had heard their conversation.

  Staring quietly into the distance, as if he hadn't seen the assassin paying respects.

  The dark charm with his head down was a little flustered in front of him for the first time, it seems that he heard what Lan Ya said to her.

  The king's possessiveness is very strong, and just now even she could see it. The words spoken by Mu Qingyan, the lingering attachment to Baili Liancheng, the king must also be able to see.

  Thinking of this, I don't know why, but the anxiety in my heart is also unclear whether it's for Lan Ya or for myself.

  Her eyes were deep and profound, her fingers slightly clenched, from yesterday morning to today's morning, she didn't show any resistance to him. He thought that maybe she had a little bit of affection for him, but he was wrong, in the end, she still couldn't forget that man!

  Unwilling to be his queen, also for that man, is Ba Li Lian Cheng really that good?

  You once said you would stay by this king's side forever, but it was all a lie...