The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 489 Young Emperor and Empress

Ji Wuyuan said with a half-smile: "I'll teach you."

teach?

Do I need to be taught how to drink?

Isn't it just pouring it directly into your mouth?

As simple as drinking water...

Jiang Wantang looked at him somewhat confused.

Ji Wuyuan smiled meaningfully and said, "I want to drink with Tang'er."

Jiang Wantang nodded and said generously, "Okay."

The next moment, she saw Ji Wuyuan raise his hand, tilt his head back, and drink the Tusu wine in the cup. Before she could react, he suddenly leaned over and put his hand on the back of her neck...

Afterwards, Ji Wuyuan's lips covered hers...

Jiang Wantang suddenly opened her eyes wide, and warm wine flowed between her lips and teeth, entering her mouth and down her throat in an instant.

I didn't even have time to taste it.

Jiang Wantang stared blankly at the man in front of her with a wicked and flirtatious smile.

Is this what he meant by drinking together?

Ji Wuyuan looked at her with scorching eyes, raised his hand and stroked her lips with his thumb, which was stained with alcohol, and said with a deep smile: "This Tusu wine really has a unique taste!"

"Tang'er, do you still want to drink?" he said in a hoarse voice.

Ji Wuyuan's words clearly had a hidden meaning.

Jiang Wantang suddenly felt her cheeks getting hot, as if she was a little drunk. She lowered her head for a moment and stopped talking.

Ji Wuyuan knew that she was thin-skinned, so he decided to quit while he was ahead.

He poured another glass of wine and pushed it in front of Jiang Wantang.

Jiang Wantang lowered her eyes, looking at the tiny cinnamon crumbs floating on the surface of the wine. Under the candlelight, they looked like shimmering golden fragments...

She raised her hand as if possessed by a ghost and drank the wine in the glass.

The spicy taste of the wine was a bit irritating to the throat, and it seemed to be completely different from the taste just now.

A little worse than expected, but not bad either.

Jiang Wantang drank two cups in a row, then slumped over the table in a daze.

Ji Wuyuan stood up and walked to her side and sat down. He raised his hand and gently stroked Jiang Wantang's rosy cheek. At this moment, his dark and deep eyes were filled with undisguised love and possessiveness.

However, Jiang Wantang lay on the table, still mumbling something softly.

Ji Wuyuan leaned over and heard her mumbling: "It tastes good, keep drinking..."

Ji Wuyuan chuckled, scratched her nose, and said in a doting tone: "Little drunkard, your alcohol tolerance is so poor, and you still want to drink it all in one gulp?"

The person lying on the table smiled and said with great satisfaction: "It tastes good..."

Ji Wuyuan also smiled unconsciously, and then seemed to think of something, he asked her: "Tang'er, do you want to leave the palace?"

I thought she wouldn't answer.

But Jiang Wantang murmured, "I do."

A completely different answer from when you are awake during the day.

Sure enough, this is when she is defenseless, that is when she is at her most authentic.

Ji Wuyuan's eyes were deep. He looked at Jiang Wantang's quiet and satisfied smile and said in a very soft voice, "Okay, I agree..."

"Tang'er, after this New Year, I'll let you go, okay?"

Just think of it as his last few days of lingering tenderness...

Ji Wuyuan looked at Jiang Wantang in front of him with gentle eyes, his eyes flushed slightly, and he was filled with infinite affection.

In the past, he always felt that if he wanted something, he would do everything he could to get it.

So, if you love someone, you must keep her by your side and possess her alone.

The more she wanted to escape, the more he wanted to hold her tighter.

Once, he really thought about locking her up by his side, locking her up, so that in her eyes and heart, there would be only him.

But later, he almost lost her completely because of this.

He then realized that he had done something wrong and began to want to make amends.

Later, when Jiang Wantang was really willing to stay with him, he was really happy.

He thought they had a long future together, so he could take it slow...

But after hearing those words, he realized that the ordinary and beautiful relationship they had during this period was actually just a manifestation of her guilt.

She doesn't love him.

Then all the good things he did to her would only become shackles that bound her.

She would be touched by it, but not happy.

As time goes by, the deep guilt will slowly crush her.

The national teacher is right, a relationship that is forced will never be perfect.

He loved her so much that he couldn't let her go...

But he didn't want to destroy her.

So, he let her go and gave her freedom, no matter how much he was reluctant...

Jiang Wantang, who was lying on the table, had fallen into a deep sleep.

Ji Wuyuan held her in his arms, raised his hand and gently stroked her rosy, hot face with his fingers, his eyes full of love, unable to let go...

"Tang'er..." He called softly and asked, "Will you forget me?"

The person in my arms moved, changed to a comfortable position, and slept soundly.

no answer.

Ji Wuyuan withdrew his hand, leaned over and kissed Jiang Wantang on the side of the face, tears falling from his eyes.

He said: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you forget..."

"I will remember you forever."

“Remember everything about you.”

......

Afterwards, Ji Wuyuan wrapped Jiang Wantang in his cloak, picked her up horizontally, and walked out of the private room.

When he walked downstairs, Zhao Yi looked at him in surprise.

"Is this the end?!"

The fun in the pleasure building has just begun.

He had a questioning attitude, like, "Cousin, are you capable of this?"

Ji Wuyuan didn't even glance at him, and directly carried Jiang Wantang into the carriage and headed for the palace.

That day, before dawn, Wang Fuhai was waiting outside the hall to give reminders.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the emperor and empress need to go to the Taimiao to perform the ancestral worship ceremony, and then a banquet will be held in the palace. The royal family, civil and military officials, and their families will enter the palace to pay homage.

When Jiang Wantang woke up in Ji Wuyuan's arms, she no longer felt any discomfort from being drunk.

She vaguely remembered that Ji Wuyuan fed her some sobering soup and seemed to have said a lot of things.

As for what was said, she didn't remember.

Inside the bedroom, palace maids filed in and helped the two of them wash and dress.

At dawn, the nine-tiered white marble steps in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony reflected the morning glow.

Ji Wuyuan was wearing a black and gold dragon robe with twelve chapters on it and a nine-dragon pearl crown on his head. The twelve jade tassels hanging down swayed slightly with his steps, and the sound of pearls and jade hitting each other was like pearls falling on a plate, with an awe-inspiring and noble aura that looked down on the world.

Jiang Wantang was wearing rouge-colored soft satin embroidered shoes with two pearls adorning the toes. Every step she took was like stepping on moonlight. Her crimson cloud phoenix robe was embroidered with a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix in gold thread. When her wide sleeves flowed, it looked like bird feathers were flying. She wore a nine-tailed golden phoenix crown on her head and a red phoenix feather on her forehead, looking extremely bright and gorgeous.

The two of them walked hand in hand up the white marble steps, step by step towards the platform under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

The emperor rules the world, noble and unparalleled; the empress is stunningly beautiful, with extraordinary grace and elegance.

The young emperor and empress, unparalleled in their aura, a match made in heaven...