Chapter 148: 148

Sima Jiao said, “How about Wei Xianyu?”

The attendant said, “Official Wei has already returned.”

Sima Jiao rubbed his forehead. He forgot to roast Wei Xianyu. Of course he didn’t come to Liyang casually. Wei Xianyu had previously hooked up with Nanyan Hou and made a lot of small actions secretly. He was planning to settle accounts with Wei Xianyu but… when he saw Liao Tingyan, something happened and he forgot about it for a while.

He hesitated for a moment between the two options of “Ignore Wei Xianyu temporarily” or “Send someone back to roast Wei Xianyu while still not far away”, and chose the latter.

He was there, so he couldn’t let him go. He immediately sent a few people back to resolve the matter.

Those few people caught up with the team a few days later and brought back results that Sima Jiao was satisfied with. 

He had a group of obedient and easy-to-use servants who were loyal to him and were as famous as the femme fates in his harem. In the eyes of the ministers, they were not good things. The femme fatales destroyed people’s home, and his servants were cruel, and killrd people who blocked them.

Over the years, anyone who made Sima Jiao unhappy ended up dead.

If it weren’t for being scared by Sima Jiao, who went out of the palace to wander around like this, and walked for a month or two, it would be quiet in the court.

It was also fortunate that he ignored the government affairs and was basically run by a few veteran officials. Several veterans representing different forces could set up a big show in the court. Sima Jiao, the emperor who was supposed to be the protagonist, in the end became a spectator.

A scary and annoying spectator. 

As soon as Sima Jiao’s guards entered the capital city of Yan City, many people waiting at the gate rushed back to inform the different parties. Sima Jiao came back, indicating that everyone’s good days were over again.

Liao Tingyan found it quite new. She and Sima Jiao had been together for a long time. Although he was very powerful at that time and everyone was afraid of him, he was basically unwilling to engage with people. He prefered to take her and the black snake. He got unhappy if he was disturbed, but now he was really an emperor.

The convoy traveled along the wide main street to the palace gate. They were heavily guarded along the road, to block other people from approaching.

Yan City’s palace was a vast palace. It was not the same as the Demon Realm’s buildings in the immortal world that Liao Tingyan had seen. This palace probably had some history and magnificent architecture. The blue brick walls had a simple and heavy atmosphere, perhaps it was unique. The traces of time belonging to mortals were not the same as those in the world of immortals, which always remained brand new and gorgeous.

She had been an “immortal cultivator” for many years, and almost forgot that she was once an ordinary person.

Seeing her looking out the window, Sima Jiao’s expression got strange, and his heart became unhappy. Could it be that she was unwilling to enter the palace? It was only now that she realized what kind of life she would have in the future? What did her expression mean?

When Sima Jiao was upset, he decided to raise the position he had previously decided to give to Liao Tingyan.

That way she would always be happy.

If she was still unhappy, and too arrogant, he would not always tolerate it.

Liao Tingyan, who hadn’t noticed anything, was taken to the palace where Sima Jiao lived, took a bath and changed clothes. She went to the dinner party after taking care of it.

Every time Sima Jiao came back from wandering outside, he held a banquet to increase his feelings with his courtiers—in a way of sending a beautiful woman to everyone.

His harem was in an inner hall separated by a barrier, and one could see the graceful figures indistinctly, while the outer hall had the ministers, each with a heavy expression as if they were attending a funeral banquet.

Sima Jiao took Liao Tingyan to the scene. When Liao Tingyan walked beside him, everyone was looking at them.

Sima Jiao sat in the main seat, and did not let Liao Tingyan go to the inner hall to sit behind, but let her sit next to him, which caused another uproar. Liao Tingyan heard the group of beauties in the inner hall tumult.

“Begin the feast.”

As soon as Sima Jiao’s voice was heard, an endless stream of attendants delivered hot dishes and drinks. They removed the original cakes and other items. The graceful dancers twisted their waists and came from outside the hall, while singing and dancing.　　

Liao Tingyan looked at the dishes in front of her, and was ready to start eating. She took a bite and heard a gasp sound from the servant who served the wine next to her. It was no better than before, and her chopsticks froze.

Sima Jiao casually said to Liao Tingyan, “You can eat whatever you want.”

He turned his head and unhappily said to the servant, “Get off.”

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The servant wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. The emperor’s character seemed to be better than before.

Liao Tingyan ate a few bites. Sima Jiao held his chin and watched her eat, but did not move his chopsticks. She couldn’t help asking, “Your Majesty, you will not eat?”

During this period of time on the road, he seldom ate. He used to be like this. He didn’t like to eat anything, but now he was a mortal. If he didn’t eat, how could he live? It was no wonder that this person had such bad health.

Liao Tingyan wondered how to feed him to nourish, and then scooped him a meatball, “Your Majesty, this is delicious. Do you want to try?”

When the servant who came to deliver the wine saw that, the tray in his hand fell in fright.

Liao Tingyan: No, why are you so surprised?

Sima Jiao glanced at the meatballs in the bowl with boredom, waved his hand to make the servant who was kneeling on the side get out, and replied, “No.”

Was it possible that his picky eating gene was imprinted in his soul?

Liao Tingyan had no choice but to take it back and eat it by herself.

Perhaps it was because that night the emperor was so harmless that the ministers didn’t wait for him. They all relaxed and enjoyed the feast. Many people got drunk after drinking three rounds. According to custom, the courtiers set out to toast.

Then came the reward.

Sima Jiao rewarded two beauties as usual.

There was a minister whose surname was Zhao, who had been in the limelight in the past two years. He was considered to be Sima Jiao’s right hand man. He was shameless and cruel enough. He was promoted to one of the nine princes in his twenties. This person had been full of pride for several months, and had drunk a lot of wine. At this moment, in order to show closeness, he said in a half-joking tonek, “Your Majesty’s new beauty looks good. I don’t know if I can get her.”

There was abrupt silence in the field.

Sima Jiao didn’t speak. He turned his gaze to Zhao Shaofu, without a trace of expression on his face.

The singing and dancing in the hall stopped, and the noise disappeared. Everyone noticed that something was wrong and quieted down spontaneously, leaving only a depressed silence.

“Do you want my noble concubine?” Sima Jiao leaned forward and asked softly.

The sound was light and fluttering, but it was like thunder, and everyone was frightened.

Noble concubine? In his harem, all the beauties had no position. Everyone was of the lowest rank. The titles of Empress, three consorts, and nine noble concubines were still vacant. They had never seen him give a position to any lady, but now he suddenly brought a noble concubine?

A woman of unknown origin suddenly became a noble concubine?

No one would believe that Sima Jiao was fascinated by beauty, but now, they were not so sure.

Zhao Shaofu finally sobered up. He stared at Sima Jiao’s gloomy face, knelt down trembling, and stammered, “This official drank too much, and got confused for a while…”

Sima Jiao lightly hit the table, “Pull his tongue out and hang him at the gate of the palace.”

The four servants who had been standing nearby in the shadows rushed forward. In front of the crowd, two of them held his hands and feet, one opened his mouth, and the other pulled out his tongue.

“Uhhhhhhhhh-“

Liao Tingyan also held her chopsticks and watched the two people drag the twitching body farther away. There was no one to clean the long red drag mark in the hall, and there was silence inside and outside the hall.

Sima Jiao looked at Liao Tingyan again, and smiled slightly. There was no gloom and hostile spirit on the face of a young man. He said in a gentle tone, “Why don’t you continue to eat? Come and taste this beef tongue.” 

He finally felt comfortable, and also got interested in the dishes in front of her.

Liao Tingyan: “…”

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