Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 1779
Zi Tong’s pupils trembled, and the hairs on his body stood up, his eyes full of disbelief.
Indeed, she is a time traveler.
But she is not a secret agent, nor a miracle doctor, nor is she a daughter of an official family. She does not want to try to please the emperor and ask him to disband his harem for her.
He only wanted to spend the rest of his life in comfort and wealth in the harem through the Queen.
So, she wrote out from memory the few ancient poems she knew by heart, in order to win the title of a talented woman for the empress and the favor of the emperor.
But the Queen… never gave her the chance to be a concubine. Instead, she asked her to obtain some fox demon pill, which led to her current situation.
After a long while, Zi Tong finally found her voice and asked tentatively: “How…how did you know?”
“I am also a time traveler. I saw the knife you brought to take my demon pill that day. It was the design of a modern scalpel. The ancients didn’t know it.”
Si Jin stood with his hands behind his back, nonchalantly deceiving people: “I am a nine-tailed fox, a sign of good fortune, beneficial to the country’s destiny. The emperor is trying to please me now, why don’t you cooperate with me.”
“I promise that once the queen falls, I will immediately suggest to His Majesty that you enter the palace. How do you think?”
The long-cherished wish was right in front of him, and Zi Tong couldn’t believe it for a moment. The more beautiful something is, the more afraid he is to get it.
She asked tentatively: “Why should I believe you?”
“Because the emperor scolded the queen for me last time, and because you have been locked up for so many days, the queen still doesn’t care about you.” Si Jin turned his head and looked at Zi Tong with a hint of pity in his eyes.
“Since you won’t cooperate with me, with your injuries, I’m afraid you won’t be able to survive for more than three days. Are you…really willing to accept this?”
“No!” Si Jin’s words pierced the woman’s heart. She gritted her teeth and said, “I’m not willing to accept this. What do you want me to do?”
Si Jin’s eyes changed slightly, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
… …
Sure enough, at night, Si Jin received good news.
Zi Tong shouted in the clan house that the queen was seeking fame and stealing her poems, which caused a commotion and even made the queen nervous.
The entire harem was in chaos.
Si Jin was sitting in front of his desk, writing a poem with great concentration.
In his sea of consciousness, Xiaoyao felt that his brain was not enough, and his hair was about to be plucked bald. He lay there powerless, and his tiger eyes had lost their spirit: [Sir, the villain configuration in this plane is a bit high. In the past, the one who traveled through time was a big boss, but this time, the one who traveled through time is not even a cannon fodder. ]
[It’s so difficult, the system is about to be overloaded (｡•́︿•̀｡)]
No need to overload. Si Jin said: Anyway, A Yuan is about to rebel, and this bunch of trash will be cleared out soon. After playing with the queen, we can concentrate on playing with Zhu Yan.
As he spoke, he wrote a poem in an elegant manner, then threw the paper out of the window. With his divine power, the paper flew to the Queen’s residence and fell into the pile of poetry manuscripts that the Queen treasured.
Only then did he lower his eyes with satisfaction, dipped the brush in ink, and rewrote the poem.
[Sir.] Xiaoyao was even more confused: [You are so elegant now that you can write your own lyrics? Why do you have to write it twice?]
In order to clear the matter and maintain her reputation, the Queen plans to hold a banquet at Jiuhua Palace in a few days and invite all the scholars in the world to listen to her recite poems.
Si Jin said: Play with her, and also play with… another person.
As he spoke, he stood up with the article in his hand and walked towards the emperor’s Tai Chi Hall. Seeing Shao Linyuan and the old emperor in the hall, his look became a little more vicious.
Tsk, Shura Field~
