Chapter 10: The Second Meeting of the Emperor Hearing this, Ji Yunxie's pale face turned slightly red, and he seemed to have thought of something. His face turned pale and his eyes dimmed. As his thoughts returned, Ji Yunxie's clear eyes flickered slightly and his thin lips pursed slightly. After a while, it seemed that a decision was made. "Liang An, don't tell mother about the bandits you encountered on your way back to Beijing, especially about Miss Di." Liang An was stunned: "Why?" Ji Yunxie's eyes flickered slightly, and his soft voice was a little cold. "What do you think will happen to me if the news of the bandits gets out?" Liang An was slightly stunned. how is it?
If this news gets out, the young master's reputation will be completely ruined. What is a bandit? He burned, killed, robbed, raped, and looted, committing all kinds of evil. He was the king of bandits and a robber among robbers. If a man falls into their hands, how can he still maintain his innocence? Although they were rescued by someone, who saw it? The one who saved them? But they are also women. Terrible. What's more, that woman was a hateful lecher. If the young master was found lying in bed with that person, wouldn't his reputation be ruined? It is well known that the prince dislikes the young master. If the prince knew about this, he would definitely not forgive the young master. He might be caned, or driven out of the palace and forced to sleep on the streets. But the young master's health is not good, if he can't bear it... When Liang An thought of that scene, his face turned pale. "Son..." Looking at his young master's pale face, Liang An's eyes turned slightly red, flashing with determination. "Don't worry, sir. I will never tell anyone about this." Ji Yunxie pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and looked at the emerald green jade pendant in his hand, without saying a word. The next day, the spring breeze was warm. Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room. The empress had just finished her morning court session and was discussing state affairs with several ministers in the imperial study. At this time, a palace servant walked in with his head lowered and small steps. "Your Majesty, the King of Beichen is waiting for your order outside!"
"Who?" Upon hearing this, several ministers in the hall were stunned. King Beichen? Who is that? Forgive their ignorance. Was there such a prince in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty? Why haven't they heard of it? Hearing the three words "King Beichen", the empress on the dragon throne stiffened slightly, her hands under the dragon robe trembled slightly, and clenched into fists. But he quickly calmed down, and the slight flash of panic in his eyes suppressed his rationality. The empress glanced at the ministers below with her sharp eyes and said in a cold voice. "You all get down." Several ministers were stunned, not understanding why the empress would drive them out for no reason. One or two of the ministers who noticed something had their eyes flickering slightly, guessing that the empress's abnormality might be related to the King of Beichen that the palace servant mentioned. No matter what it was, the empress had spoken, so they naturally didn't dare to stay for long. "Your Majesty, please leave!" After the ministers left, the empress delivered the message. "Announce that Prince Beichen will enter the palace." After a while, a palace servant led a person into the hall. The man had a slender figure like jade, with a purple gold crown on his head and golden tassels hanging on both sides. He was dressed in a purple gown that revealed his elegance and dignity, and his cold face made him look like a god without desires. Her eyebrows are like ink paintings, and her eyes are like deep pools, calm and peaceful. It is like a thousand-year-old ice that cannot be melted, or like an abyss that is bottomless. Just one glance is enough to make your heart flutter and unforgettable. "Are you King Beichen?" When she saw Di Ran, the empress was distracted for a moment, and stared at Di Ran with her sharp eyes narrowed. If an ordinary person were to be subjected to the emperor's majestic aura, they would have already fallen to their knees. It’s no wonder that the empress didn’t recognize Di Ran. After all, the last time she saw Di Ran was sixteen years ago. Faced with the empress's overwhelming aura, Di Ran was not afraid at all. He ignored it with a blank expression. This made the empress, who wanted to show her a warning, feel like she was punching cotton. Empress: "..." "How dare you! You don't even show respect to His Majesty!" The palace servant beside him saw Di Ran standing there and not saluting, and couldn't help but shout at him. (End of this chapter)