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Chapter 867 Huanbi 11

Yinzhen narrowed his eyes slightly, and the low candlelight reflected on his handsome face, adding a bit of unfathomable majesty. He did not respond to Su Peisheng's words immediately, but looked at him steadily, as if he was thinking deeply.

Su Peisheng wanted to open his mouth to remind him again, but he didn't dare to say more. The look from this emperor was enough to chill him to the bone.

Huanbi beside her also quieted down, noticing the abnormal stagnation in the air. She lowered her head slightly without making a sound, revealing a cautious look, even breathing slowly, as if she was afraid of touching the edge of something dangerous.

Finally, Yinzhen spoke in a low voice, not in a hurry, but with a heart-pounding hidden edge: "Su Peisheng, how many years have you followed me?

As soon as he said this, Su Peisheng felt a sudden shock in his head and cold sweat instantly covered his back.

He bent even lower, patted his knees, and replied with a flattering smile: "In reply to your Majesty, I have been serving you since I was twelve years old, and this year marks my 30th anniversary."

"Thirty years?" Yinzhen repeated softly.

"Su Peisheng, Su Peisheng..." Yinzhen's voice was so low that it seemed as if he was talking to himself, but every word was powerful.

"I have always been good at judging people, but tell me, after so long, have I ever made a mistake?"

The smile on Su Peisheng's face almost froze. He knew that if the emperor suddenly said something like this without questioning, it would definitely be without reason.

He knelt down immediately and kowtowed heavily, saying: "I am terrified! I have served the emperor with all my strength. Even if I die, it will not be one ten-thousandth of my strength. I have never had any second thoughts about the emperor!"

Yinzhen did not rush to speak, but slowly stood up. His tall figure completely enveloped Su Peisheng, and the aura around him seemed to make him breathless.

One step, two steps, he stepped in front of Su Peisheng, lowered his voice, cold and restrained: "I have never had two hearts, don't give me the opportunity to be 'one heart'."

This short sentence, like a sharp blade, cut through the last bit of confidence in Su Peisheng's heart. He prostrated himself on the ground, repeatedly promising: "I dare not! I absolutely dare not!"

This time Yinzhen was giving him a reminder and asking him to go down and lead the

This time Yinzhen gave him a warning.

"Go down and receive ten feet." Yinzhen's voice did not express any emotion, but it made Su Peisheng's heart tremble. He knew that this was the emperor warning him that if there was a next time, it would not be as simple as ten feet.

Ten feet is neither heavy nor light.

For a veteran like Su Peisheng who had been working in the palace for decades, physical pain was nothing. What really frightened him was the emperor's implicit suspicion.

He trembled and kowtowed repeatedly: "I thank the Lord for His Grace! I will remember His Majesty's teachings and serve the Emperor even more wholeheartedly in the future!"

Yinzhen didn't look at him again, and turned back to his seat, his expression returning to its previous gentleness, as if the rage just now was just an illusion. He picked up the tea cup nonchalantly, took a sip, and his eyes fell on Huanbi, with a barely perceptible inquiry: "You said just now that you don't ask for beauty, but only for the opportunity to look up and see the light?"

Huanbi's heart trembled. What did the emperor mean by this? Was he testing her? She suppressed her inner uneasiness and replied softly, "I dare not ask for too much. I just hope that I can share the emperor's worries. This is my greatest blessing."

Yinzhen put down the teacup, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Oh? Tell me, how can you share my worries?"

Huanbi's eyes were moving, as if containing thousands of words, and her hesitant attitude was more seductive than straightforward seduction.

She lowered her eyelids slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, fluttering like butterfly wings, and as delicate as a mimosa, making people want to explore the secrets in her eyes.

Yinzhen's gaze was fixed on her. He already had a good impression of Huanbi, and now seeing her like this, he became even more distracted and could hardly control himself.

"How can you share my worries?" Yinzhen's voice was low and hoarse, with a barely perceptible desire.

Upon hearing this, Huanbi raised her eyes slightly, her gaze met Yinzhen's, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, which was ambiguous, but also had a hint of teasing.

She did not answer Yinzhen's question directly, but slowly stood up, walked to Yinzhen's side, gently placed her delicate hands on his shoulders, and said softly: "Your Majesty is very busy, and you must be exhausted both physically and mentally. Why don't you let me massage your shoulders for you?"

Yinzhen did not refuse, he closed his eyes and enjoyed Huanbi's gentle service. Huanbi's fingertips gently pressed Yinzhen's shoulders, with moderate force, just enough to relieve his fatigue.

Her breathing was light and her exhaled air was as fragrant as orchid, spraying on Yinzhen's neck, making him feel numb.

"Your Majesty, is the force appropriate?" Huanbi's voice was as soft as a feather, brushing against Yinzhen's heart.

Yinzhen pulled Huanbi into his arms and sat her in his arms. His warm breath sprayed on her ears, with a hint of ambergris, stirring Huanbi's heartstrings.

She screamed, and before she could struggle, she was already sitting on his lap. The steady scent of ambergris above her head hit her face, and his hot temperature penetrated her clothes and made her heart beat like a drum.

"Your Majesty!" Huanbi raised her head in pretended panic, her eyes wide open, looking aggrieved but not daring to break free, as if she was innocently accusing him of being frivolous.

This look, coupled with the tears in her eyes, made her look even more fragile and pitiful.

Yinzhen lowered his head, his eyes slightly raised, and a smile on his lips, but with a hint of calm intimidation: "Why? You look like you want me to hold you, don't you? Now that I have given in to you, why are you pretending to be at a loss?"

"I didn't mean that!" Huanbi shook her head hurriedly, her tone a little flustered, her voice as clear as a broken silver bell.

"I never intended to overstep the boundaries. I beg Your Majesty to have mercy on me and forgive my rude behavior."

Yinzhen narrowed his eyes, lifted her chin with his fingertips, and looked at her face with a playful look, his brows were cold yet somewhat deep and unfathomable.

"Forgive you? Huanbi, you call me 'Emperor', do you really want to be so innocent?" His voice was slow and steady, but with a magnetic and dangerous lowness: "You smiled so sweetly just now, I don't believe that you didn't mean to seduce me."

Huanbi had nowhere to hide, and was completely surrounded by his aura, so she couldn't help but hold her breath. She lowered her eyes in shock, "Your Majesty is the supreme ruler of the universe, how dare you, a minister, have such a rebellious heart? It is a blessing for me to be favored by you."

The warm lips covered hers, with an unyielding dominance. Huanbi's body froze, and the strong ambergris mixed with the masculine scent surrounded her, almost suffocating her.

This sudden kiss was like a violent storm, leaving her no room for evasion or rejection. Yinzhen's kissing skills were skillful, with a sense of plunder, prying open her pearly teeth, driving straight in, conquering the city.