Raising a Dog is Better than Palace Fight Chapter 79

Chapter 79 ambition

　　Meng Ruizhu followed her sister-in-law step by step. When she saw her bright yellow royal uniform and the hordes of servants around her, her heart was filled with envy and jealousy.

　　"There is only one day left to participate in the palace election. You try to stay in the Chuxiu Palace. Don't make friends easily, don't touch their things at will, and don't eat the food they send. Be careful. I have sent Chang Gui went to take care of you, have you seen him?" Meng Sangyu asked in a sweet voice, holding the listless Erbao in his arms.

　　Chang Gui is the successor of Eunuch Chang Xi and the deputy general manager of the palace. He can boss him around, which shows how powerful the imperial concubine is. Meng Ruizhu nodded while thinking, yearning for the flowers in the palace even more. If I could stay, would I be able to reach such a high position one day? She couldn't help but think.

　　"Why are you still holding this beast! Throw it away!" Emperor Zhou Wu rushed over with Chang Xi. When he saw the second treasure in Sang Yu's arms, his face immediately turned dark. If he takes advantage of others, he can pretend that he doesn't see it, but if he takes advantage of Sang Yu, he has to cut the little beast into pieces!

　　Meng Sangyu chuckled, hurriedly handed the second treasure to Yin Cui, took his arm and said softly, "Your Majesty, do you see how pitiful the second treasure looks withered? Can you find him a wife?"

　　Emperor Wu of Zhou raised his eyebrows, "There is no dog in the Cat and Dog House that can match it. Instead of letting it suffer, it would be better to completely remove the source of its pain."

　　Castrated the second child? Meng Sangyufeng's eyes widened, and without thinking, she picked up her pink fist, hit the man on the arm, and shouted, "No! I never agree!"

　　The deliberate indulgence over the past few months has been very effective. Sang Yu unknowingly dropped his thick guard, often making cute little moves, and forgetting the modesty of "concubine", showing his natural and frank appearance. The fusion with Abao's memory made Emperor Zhou Wu's heart feel hot. He put Sang Yu's little fist into his palm and said with a low smile, "Just to tease you, I will send a letter to Gaul tomorrow and ask them to send a few more dogs. The second treasure will be able to marry a wife next year at the latest. Let’s ask it to be patient this year.”

　　"That's pretty much it." Meng Sangyu opened her lips and smiled sternly at the man. The man rubbed her cheek lovingly, his dark eyes shining slightly.

　　Meng Ruizhu was shocked at first when she saw her eldest sister actually beating the emperor. Then when she saw the emperor's doting attitude, her heart beat faster and she hurriedly lowered her head to hide the twisted jealousy on her face. How desirable is the favor of the Supreme Being in the world! She wants it very much! what to do?

　　Entering the main hall of Bixiao Palace, Meng Sangyu and Emperor Zhou Wu took their seats. Meng Ruizhu sat below them. Her reserved expression faded away, revealing a calm attitude. She was dressed in a lake blue plain skirt, which looked as elegant as a magnolia flower.

　　Sensing her change, Meng Sangyu glanced at her and raised his eyebrows with interest.

　　Emperor Wu of Zhou, however, acted as if he hadn't seen him. He picked up the tea cup and sipped it. He saw the light blue pattern on it and frowned, "The original pastel tea cup was a pair with you. Why did you change it?" After saying this, he glanced at Xiang Sangyu looked at the mismatched teacup in his hand, and his face showed surprise.

　　A grown man likes pink too! Meng Sangyu twitched the corner of his mouth, put down the teacup and said, "The teacup was accidentally broken by my concubine. Your Majesty, please take care of it first."

　　Emperor Zhou Wu raised his eyebrows and asked in a playful tone, "Did you break it or did Er Bao break it?"

　　Meng Sangyu gritted his teeth and said firmly, "Go back to the emperor, it was my concubine who broke it!"

　　Emperor Wu of Zhou stared at her for a long time, then suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered, "That teacup is my beloved thing. Since Sangyu broke it, you have to accept my punishment!" After saying this, he took Sangyu away. Yu He threw away the unmatched tea cups in his hands and told Chang Xi, "Go and get a new pair."

　　Hearing the deliberately emphasized word "a couple", Chang Xi's forehead twitched and he bowed in agreement.

　　The new teacups were quickly delivered, and indeed they came in pairs. Meng Sangyu held them in his hand, glanced at the man, and asked in a low voice, "How will the emperor punish his concubines?"

　　Emperor Wu of Zhou was drinking tea slowly. When he saw Sang Yu's frivolous eyebrows and gleaming eyes, she was indescribably charming. He felt hot in his lower abdomen and said close to her ear, "You'll know in the evening." Seeing that the tips of Sang Yu's ears were rapidly congested with blood and the temperature was high. It was very hot, but he still had a noble and cold expression on his face, and he couldn't help but chuckle. Little things are really good at pretending! So funny!

　　Seeing that the man was laughing louder and louder, Meng Sangyu couldn't stand it anymore. She glared at him angrily and beat her with her pink fist. The man grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. He lowered his head and bit her cheek.

　　The two were so used to playing around that they forgot that there were other people present. Chang Xi had black lines on his head and had to cough loudly.

　　Meng Sangyu immediately pushed the man away and sat down, with no shame on his face, and said softly, "Let my sister laugh and drink tea. The refreshments in Bixiao Palace are good, you can take some back later."

　　Meng Ruizhu happily agreed, picking up the teacup and sipping slowly, her lowered eyes twinkling. She didn't expect that the aloof emperor also had such a gentle and approachable side, and the deep love in his eyes made her intoxicated. If the person being held in her arms was herself... Thinking of this, a hint of ambition could not be contained in her eyes. Who doesn’t want the favor of the Supreme Emperor!

　　After gathering herself, she raised her head and asked cautiously, "Sister, I wonder if there are any taboos in palace selection?"

　　"Try to keep your makeup simple and elegant, and don't dress too extravagantly. The more authentic the better. It doesn't matter if you are nervous and make a mistake. Keep the smile on your face and don't lose your manners." Meng Sangyu gave a simple reminder. Although she will not leave a card for her concubine, after the palace election, she will look for a suitable family for her and ask the emperor to grant her a marriage. This is also what the parents meant. The memorial of father's love has long been placed on the emperor's desk, but Aunt Wen and Meng Ruizhu don't know about it yet.

　　Meng Ruizhu nodded and tried his best to control his gaze and not glance towards the emperor. Emperor Wu of Zhou leisurely played with the teacup in his hand and listened with a smile.

　　Meng Sangyu recounted while recalling, most of which were based on experience. Meng Ruizhu secretly wrote it down, and when she finished speaking, she pretended to be worried and said, "The palace election also requires you to show off your talents. My sister wants to play the piano, but she feels a little unsure. Sister, please help me." Sister, take a look." From the corner of her eye, she quietly looked towards the handsome emperor.

　　Meng Sangyu glanced at her meaningfully and said to Grandma Feng, who was frowning, "Mammy, bring a piano to Ruizhu." She would never refuse when someone entertained her.

　　Meng Ruizhu was secretly happy. When the piano was put away, she knelt down in the hall with great grace, raised her bare hands lightly, and struck out a string of beautiful notes. Then she slightly raised her eyes to look at the man sitting on the seat.

　　Emperor Wu of Zhou seemed to be staring at her, but in fact his eyes were empty. He tried his best to recall what talents Sang Yu had performed during the palace election and how he dressed, but whether he was nervous or timid. She was only fourteen years old at the time, which was exactly Meng Ruizhu's age. No one offered any help, so she must have been in a panic, but she didn't even have the slightest impression.

　　Thinking of this, he turned to look at Sang Yu and asked in a low voice, "Were you nervous during the Sang Yu palace election? What talents did you show?"

　　Meng Sangyu glanced at him with a serious look and said indifferently, "The emperor has forgotten it, and I can't even remember it." Why was she nervous at that time? She had known for a long time that no matter how bad she behaved, this man would keep her. What he saw was not her people, but the Duke Meng's Mansion behind her. In his eyes, she was just a pawn.

　　Feeling the condensed breath around Sang Yu's body, Emperor Zhou Wu's breath was slightly suffocated, and there were waves of bitterness on the tip of his tongue. He seemed to have said the wrong thing again. He put his arm around the woman's thin shoulders and patted her gently, and said softly, "What happened in the past has become a thing of the past. There is no need to remember it. We still have a long future to walk through together."

　　Yes, there is still a long future, but it is not with you, I can do it alone! Meng Sangyu smiled slightly and did not respond.

　　That smile was indifferent and ethereal, like a wisp of smoke, far and near, and could never be touched. Emperor Zhou Wu's eyes darkened, and his heart began to ache again. Sang Yu still hasn't truly accepted herself, what should she do? For a moment, he felt discouraged, but when he glanced at Sang Yu's belly, he felt inspired again. It doesn't matter, as long as you have a child, are you still worried that you can't hold Sang Yu's heart?

　　The two of them had their own thoughts, but their bodies were close to each other. They seemed to have never heard the melodious music in the palace. Poor Meng Ruizhu cast her flirtatious eyes on the blind man. She became more and more impatient towards the end of the song and made several mistakes in a row. A sound. The last note disappeared in the hall. She slowly closed her hands and bowed in greeting, her face pale.

　　Meng Sangyu applauded very generously, but Emperor Wu of Zhou only frowned and said, "It's acceptable."

　　Meng Ruizhu's face became even more ugly. She sat for a while and then left in a hurry.

　　After all, she was his sister, and she had to support the Meng family's reputation in front of outsiders. Meng Sangyu didn't turn around until she was sent to the palace gate. Meng Ruizhu suddenly grabbed her sleeve and asked in a trembling voice, "Sister, I wonder if what you said before still counts?"

　　"What are you talking about?" Meng Sangyu raised an eyebrow.

　　"If Ruizhu is willing to drink the Juezi soup, you will keep Ruizhu in the palace." Meng Ruizhu gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind. As long as I can stay with the emperor, what does it matter if I can't have children? Isn’t it still possible to adopt?

　　Meng Sangyu covered his mouth and smiled, and his slightly raised tone revealed a hint of evil, "Silly boy, I was just teasing you! I will not do stupid things like attracting wolves into the house and raising tigers to make trouble. You should just wait for your marriage with peace of mind, I The palace will find a good family for you." After saying this, she turned and walked away, leaving Meng Ruizhu standing there like a fool.

　　Walking into the main hall, I saw a man leaning lazily by the window, holding a book in his hand. The golden sunlight fell on his deep and three-dimensional facial features. He was as handsome as a god. An evil fire ignited in Meng Sangyu's heart. He walked over and said calmly, "The Emperor is so lucky. I wonder how many women are willing to live and die for the Emperor."

　　Emperor Zhou Wu raised his eyebrows in surprise, then threw away the book in his hand, laughed loudly and took Sang Yu into his arms, kissed her cheeks and neck carefully, and said happily, "Sang Yu is jealous? She is so old. It smells sour!" The heartache and loneliness just now were cured by Sang Yu's move, and his whole body was filled with strength.

　　"You're the one who's jealous!" Meng Sangyu stabbed the man's chest with his fingertips.

　　"Okay, I'm jealous! I want to live and die for you!" He grabbed Sang Yu's naughty fingertips and kissed him. His voice was low and sexy, with a seriousness like an oath, which made Meng Sangyu's ears congested and his heartbeat accelerated. .

- Extracting MTL from raw by Du Xian'er (Poison❀Fairy) -

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