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"This princess will give you one last chance. Get out. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." Murong Wenmiao stared at Lin Zimo fiercely and shouted harshly.

Lin Zimo shrank back at the cold gaze of Murong Wenmiao, but he didn't want to leave like that, so he could only force himself to say, "Princess, if you don't want me anymore, I will die of heartache."

Lin Zimo had been with Murong Wenmiao for such a long time that he already knew that the princess had an unpredictable temper. If he angered the princess, he would probably fall out of favor.

He was bent on climbing up the social ladder and tried every means to please Murong Wenmiao, but he didn't want to end up falling out of favor.

"Princess, please, I will serve you well, please save me."

Murong Wenmiao glanced at him coldly, turned around and walked into the inner room. After a moment, she came out neatly dressed and said coldly, "Follow me."

"Thank you, Princess. Thank you, Princess." Lin Zimo followed Murong Wenmiao happily.

Murong Wenmiao brought Lin Zimo to a pavilion in the imperial garden. When they opened the door, a strong aroma of wine wafted out, making people intoxicated.

"What is this?" Lin Zimo looked at the bottle of wine on the table, then looked at Murong Wenmiao, with an unknown light flashing in his eyes.

"Since you are serving this princess, I will reward you with a few glasses of good wine." After Murong Wenmiao said this, she picked up the wine pot and wine glass on the table and poured wine for Lin Zimo herself.

"Thank you, Princess. I'll drink first as a sign of respect." After Lin Zimo said this, he tilted his neck back and gulped down several large glasses of wine.

Lin Zimo drank several glasses of wine and felt dizzy. His mind became blurry and his eyes became increasingly unfocused.

"Princess... I've drunk too much... I can't hold my liquor." Lin Zimo stood up staggeringly, then fell to the ground with a plop. He looked at Murong Wenmiao with confused eyes, and opened and closed his mouth as if he wanted to say something. Unfortunately, his tongue was tied and he couldn't utter a word.

"Lin Zimo actually caused me to fall. Lock him up." Murong Wenmiao instructed the eunuch beside him.

She didn't want anything to happen at this critical juncture.

Although Lin Zimo showed his loyalty to her, he was only a concubine after all, and he had only been in the palace for a short time, so there was no guarantee that he would not have other thoughts in the future.

Therefore, she needs to be on guard against him at all times to avoid being bitten back by him.

As soon as Lin Zimo woke up, he heard Murong Wenmiao asking the eunuch to drag him away. He immediately panicked and struggled to escape, but found that he was limp and unable to move.

"Princess, you can't imprison me. I still have to serve you." Lin Zimo tried his best to struggle, but it was of no use.

Only at this time did Lin Zimo realize that in Princess Zhaoyang's heart, he was just a dog that could be summoned and dismissed at will.

He was so loyal to Murong Wenmiao that he gave up his dignity and conscience, tried his best to please her and helped her do things that went against his conscience. But now, he was actually despised by Princess Zhaoyang!

What an irony!

He had gone to great lengths to enter the palace. If Murong Wenmiao just treated him as a discarded pawn, then wouldn't all his hard work be in vain?

Do not!

He is not willing to give in! !

Murong Wenmiao watched Lin Zimo being taken away and locked up, her eyes narrowed slightly and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She never trusted any man, especially a man like Lin Zimo who was of humble status but greedy and wanted to become her husband. If he dared to betray her, she would kill him and then tear him into pieces!

If he could behave himself, then after the matter was settled, she wouldn't mind having him stay with her, just like raising a dog.

However, if he dared to betray her, he would die!

When Murong Wenmiao thought of this, his face became even gloomier, and a bloodthirsty gleam appeared in his eyes.

"Princess, do you really want to lock up Lin Zimo?" Xiao Cui, the personal maid, asked worriedly.

"Well, Xiao Cui, let's go." Murong Wenmiao responded lightly and returned to the bedroom.

"Princess, you must be tired. Let me massage your shoulders." Xiao Cui walked over flatteringly, knelt beside Murong Wenmiao, and stretched out her trembling hands to gently massage Murong Wenmiao's shoulders.

Murong Wenmiao closed her eyes and enjoyed Xiao Cui's service.

Since her plan went smoothly and Wu Wanrou successfully escaped from the palace, she would proceed with the next plan.

Chu Yuqin, you won’t be so proud for long!

……

The next day, a ray of morning light shone through the window, illuminating the entire bedroom, and Chu Yuqin slowly opened her eyes.

She had an excellent sleep quality last night and her complexion was much better than before. She looked radiant and energetic.

"Awake?" Suddenly a deep and charming voice came to her ears, scaring Chu Yuqin.

Murong Yunze was standing in front of the bed, looking at her tenderly.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. Long live the emperor." Chu Yuqin quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Murong Yunze.

"Get up." Murong Yunze reached out and helped Chu Yuqin up. "There's no need to be polite between you and me, husband and wife."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Chu Yuqin stood up and looked at Murong Yunze, and found that he was looking at her with a smile, his eyes burning.

Chu Yuqin felt a little embarrassed and lowered her eyes to hide the shyness in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, is there something on my face? Why do I feel like Your Majesty is always staring at me?" Chu Yuqin touched her face in confusion and asked.

"My beloved concubine is as beautiful as a fairy. Naturally, I can't help but take a few more glances at her." Murong Yunze said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, you really know how to make me happy." Chu Yuqin lowered her eyebrows shyly and said coquettishly.

"What I said is the truth. Why do you look so beautiful today, my beloved? I almost couldn't recognize you." Murong Yunze stretched out his hand and lifted Chu Yuqin's chin, staring at her with his deep eyes, as if he wanted to suck her in.

Murong Yunze's voice is very nice, like the sound of a cello, mellow and pleasant.

Chu Yuqin's cheeks became even redder, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, covering the shyness in her eyes, "Your Majesty, please don't make fun of me."

"I am not making fun of my beloved concubine. She is indeed very beautiful." Murong Yunze reached out and pinched the tip of Chu Yuqin's nose.

"Your Majesty, I am not as beautiful as you say. Your Majesty is praising me." Chu Yuqin's breathing became rapid due to Murong Yunze's teasing.

"You are always humble in front of me. No wonder others say that the Concubine Shu is virtuous, gentle and kind, and she lives up to the reputation." Murong Yunze chuckled, pinched Chu Yuqin's delicate nose, and said lovingly.

"I am not as good as Your Majesty says. It's just because Your Majesty likes me." Chu Yuqin snuggled in Murong Yunze's arms and said coquettishly.