The Future Empress Is Given Death At The Beginning, And I Become Stronger When I Am Stupid.

This voice is not unfamiliar; it is that stunning woman.

Upon hearing that voice, Han Xueqi was startled.

She looked up and saw a stunning woman in a white veil walking into the courtyard gate, as if a celestial being descending to the mortal world.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Han Xueqi was taken aback and hurriedly knelt down.

Although she didn't like this stunning woman, she wouldn't be foolish enough to confront her.

After all, her life and death were now in the hands of the other party.

"Mm."

The stunning woman nodded lightly and then looked at Han Xueqi with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

She didn't say anything and turned to leave.

Only then did Han Xueqi breathe a sigh of relief.

She returned to her room.

Han Xueqi looked at the pile of strange clothes in front of her and once again fell into confusion.

"How am I supposed to wear this... And this dress is a bit too short, what kind of absurd design is this..."

"This must be intentionally designed by that foolish ruler, truly worthy of being the most foolish ruler in history!"

Han Xueqi grumbled in distress and mocked.

She pulled at the corner of the dress, her face flushed, and studied how to wear the other accessories.

Soon, the appointed time arrived.

In great fear, Han Xueqi finally figured out some ways.

But she was completely dumbfounded.

"Is this... really what I imagined?"

Han Xueqi couldn't be sure.

But according to her research, it seemed to be the case.

Han Xueqi's face turned red, and she spat out, "Pah! Shameless and licentious fool of a ruler! Only you could come up with this!"

But despite her complaints.

Under the threat of death, she could only reluctantly put the accessories in place with a flushed face.

There was no other choice; she really didn't want to die.

Soon.

Han Xueqi lined up with the other women who had been demoted to slaves and respectfully followed the palace maid to the Pleasure Bearing Hall.

It was only then that Han Xueqi noticed that the wives, concubines, and even daughters of the Hanlin Academy scholars who participated in the procession were all here.

They all had fearful eyes and faces filled with sorrow.

Because they knew very well that once they went there, it would be difficult to escape the clutches...

However, Han Xueqi also noticed that she was the only one wearing such strange clothes, while the others were not.

This made her stand out in the lineup,

And it made the other Hanlin Academy scholars' family members cast strange glances at her.

Han Xueqi felt uncomfortable all over and could only lower her head and walk forward with a strange gait.

Finally,

They arrived at the Pleasure Bearing Hall.

Everyone was led inside.

Han Xueqi glanced around, and the Pleasure Bearing Hall was as large as a hundred zhang in circumference.

The surroundings were made of glazed tiles, red brick walls, and carved railings.

There were many tables and chairs in the hall for the enjoyment of the concubines.

At this moment, there were already twenty or thirty graceful women in the hall.

These women were dressed in either elegant and dignified or enchanting and seductive styles, or noble and luxurious attire.

They chatted and laughed, charming and dazzling, making people dizzy and mesmerized.

However, Han Xueqi had no time to appreciate it.

She just kept her head down and stood silently in the corner.

At this moment,

That stunning woman also arrived.

She wore a gorgeous purple robe embroidered with delicate orchids, and a long sword hung from her waist, highlighting her graceful figure.

Her skin was fair as snow, her features exquisitely beautiful, and every move she made revealed a charming charm.

She spoke, "Your Majesty has arrived!"

In an instant, the entire hall fell silent for a moment, and then all the fearful gazes gathered at the entrance.

A tall and slender figure slowly appeared before everyone's eyes.

Qin Mu was seen wearing a dragon-patterned court robe and stepping on phoenix-patterned boots. His long black hair was tied up, revealing a handsome face with distinct features.

"Your Majesty, we wish you eternal prosperity!"

In an instant, everyone present knelt down and bowed, shouting in unison.

Han Xueqi also knelt down, keeping her head down, not daring to look up.

But the footsteps in her ears were getting closer.

Until—she saw a pair of yellow silk shoes in front of her...

Qin Mu looked down at her from above, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

Although this was the first time he had seen Han Xueqi, who was known as the talented woman of Chang'an City, the memories left by his previous life were familiar to her.

As a famous talented woman in Chang'an City, even though she was married to Guo Moye, a scholar from the Literary Ocean Academy, she still had many admirers, including many current ministers.

In today's terms, Han Xueqi was their goddess and idol.

And as a debauched and incompetent emperor, he naturally had to carry out his debauchery to the end.

The clothes on Han Xueqi were specially tailored for her by him.

He believed that someone would report this matter in tomorrow's court session.

Qin Mu's lips curved with a hint of playfulness.

"What is your name?"

Qin Mu asked casually.

"I am... I am Han Xueqi, Your Majesty!"

Han Xueqi lowered her head, her voice trembling.

"Oh, I remember now."

Qin Mu nodded and suddenly leaned closer to Han Xueqi.

Han Xueqi tensed up, cold sweat streaming down her forehead.

But Qin Mu seemed completely oblivious to all this, instead focusing on her face, observing with great interest.

"Not bad, worthy of being the wife of the Grand Scholar of the Hanwen Academy."

"Truly beautiful, with a heavenly fragrance, captivating the nation."

Qin Mu praised.

Upon hearing this, a strong sense of hatred flickered deep in Han Xueqi's eyes.

But she continued to pretend to be afraid on the surface.

She constantly reminded herself not to act impulsively.

Otherwise, she would lose her life.

With this in mind, Han Xueqi forced herself to endure the humiliation and anger, gritting her teeth and saying,

"Thank... thank you for your praise, Your Majesty."

A smile appeared at the corner of Qin Mu's mouth.

"I heard that you were once the number one talented woman in Chang'an City."

"In that case, would you be willing to compose a poem for me?"

A sense of humiliation surged in Han Xueqi's heart, but she could only endure it.

She lowered her head, her voice as soft as a mosquito, "I... I would be honored to serve Your Majesty."

Then, she pondered for a moment, preparing to recite the poem.

"Wait."

Suddenly, Qin Mu interrupted her.

Han Xueqi looked at Qin Mu in confusion, not knowing what he wanted to do.

She saw Qin Mu's mouth still curved with a smile as he continued, "Let's do something different, let's dance and recite the poem at the same time."

Han Xueqi was taken aback.

She hesitated for a moment and whispered, "I am ignorant in singing and dancing, I'm afraid I will embarrass myself..."

Qin Mu laughed, "It's very simple, come, Yan'er, show her."

With that, Han Xueqi saw a beautiful woman gracefully walking out.

It turned out her name was Yan'er.

Only then did Han Xueqi know the other person's name.

She was dressed in a thin gown, her figure graceful and slender, her waist as delicate as a willow branch.

Yan'er's dance was graceful and beautiful, complemented by the light veil on her body, she looked like a fairy in the mortal world.

As she moved her wrists, her sleeves fluttered, adding to her enchanting charm.

At first, her dance seemed normal.

But as she danced gracefully, it quickly became strange.

Han Xueqi's cheeks burned, too embarrassed to look.

This... can this be called a dance?

This is clearly...

In her heart, Han Xueqi couldn't help but curse: What a debauched emperor!

He's simply a pervert!

After Yan'er finished her dance, she immediately drew admiration and envy from the surrounding concubines.

Qin Mu also nodded in satisfaction, praising, "Well done, you may leave."

"I obey, Your Majesty."

Yun Yan'er curtsied gracefully.

Then, she put on her veil again and returned to her original position.

Qin Mu looked at Han Xueqi again, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

"It's your turn, Han talented woman!"

Han Xueqi bit her lip, cursing inwardly.

But she could only grit her teeth and stand up, walking to the center respectfully, and after a bow, she said, "Then, I will perform."

Then she began reciting the poem while dancing.

Feeling the strange gazes around her, Han Xueqi felt stiff all over.

This feeling was like being stripped naked in front of everyone, extremely shameful and embarrassing.

Qin Mu frowned and said, "You really embarrassed yourself, what kind of dance is this?"

Han Xueqi froze.

A sense of humiliation overwhelmed her.

She suppressed her inner shame and tried not to think about it, reciting the poem and dancing gracefully.

However, the more she tried to control herself,

the more chaotic her state of mind became.

Even in the end, she couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion, as if everything was in a dream.

But this dream,

gradually changed from a nightmare to something inexplicable...

.............

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.