Chapter 31 What! The male protagonist of the book of tribulations is dead? ...

Although Qi Li and Qi Youan are brothers born of the same mother, they look very different.

Qi Li looks more like the former emperor, with cruelty between his eyebrows, calculation in his eyes, and a look of evil.

At this moment, the emperor was wearing a black robe, with his hands on his waist, looking down at the new concubine sitting on the bed, with a serious face and eyes like looking at a servant in the palace.

Ye Wanwan was now thinking rapidly about why things had seriously deviated from the established direction of development in the book of tribulations. She looked at the emperor with confused and dull eyes. In Qi Li's eyes, this was just the timidity of an ignorant girl who had just entered the palace.

"What's your name?" Qi Li's Rong language was not very good, but he could barely understand it. He slowly leaned over and grabbed the girl's chin with his hand, with such force that Ye Wanwan couldn't help but feel a little pain.

"Your Majesty, I am Ye Wanwan." She stumbled back.

"Then confer you the title of Ye Fei." Qi Li immediately gave her a title without any care, and then waved his hand, and Ye Wanwan's consciousness blurred in an instant, and she fell over.

When she woke up again, it was already early morning. Seeing that she was only wearing underwear, Ye Wanwan was frightened and hurriedly got up to check the bed.

There was no bleeding, and there was no discomfort under her body. Didn't the emperor visit her last night?

There were too many unknown and uncontrollable things when she first arrived in Qi State, which made her brain unable to turn around for a while, and she felt like she was going to explode.

"Miss, you are awake." Yun Ting had already changed into the clothes of a maid in the palace, and was about to dress her up. When she pushed the door, she saw the young lady standing on the bed in high spirits. "

Yun Ting, did the emperor sleep in my room last night?" Ye Wanwan asked impatiently, with uneasiness in her eyes.

"My lady, the emperor stayed in the palace for a while last night and then went out. When I came in, I found that the young lady had fainted on the bed, so I undressed her and went to bed." "

So that's it." Ye Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the emperor must have hidden a drug in his sleeves to make her faint, but immediately doubts emerged: Why doesn't the emperor favor me?

Yun Ting also had this doubt in her heart. The young lady was beautiful and charming. Who wouldn't be tempted by her?

"My lady," Yun Ting whispered to Ye Wanwan in her ear: "I heard from the nanny who is also from Rong that the emperor never stayed in any concubine's room. Although he has been on the throne for several years, he has never had any heirs. People in the palace are saying..." As she spoke, her voice became even lower: "This Qi emperor...can't..." "

Ah!" Ye Wanwan was so shocked that she covered her mouth and her eyes were about to pop out. This emperor looked so young and had such a fatal disease.

Tsk tsk tsk tsk, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

"I feel sorry for the young lady. She is so young and beautiful, but she is trapped in this bottomless palace wall." Seeing Yun Ting drooping like a depressed puppy, Ye Wanwan chuckled and pinched her round cheeks: "When did you become so sentimental?"

Now that Ye Wan is a concubine, it is not convenient for her to ask many things in person. She plans to let Yun Ting find out the things that worry her.

"I have found out what you told me." Ye Wanwan was uneasy and had trouble sleeping and eating these days. After hearing this, she immediately cheered up.

"After many indirect inquiries, I heard from the servants in the palace that the prince who was a hostage in our country encountered barbarians on the way back to Qi State half a year ago. All of them were killed on the spot. I heard that the twelfth prince died the most tragically, with his limbs broken and his face unrecognizable."

Ye Wanwan was extremely shocked, with her mouth open and eyes wide open, unable to speak for a long time. She couldn't believe what she heard, so she stepped forward and grabbed Yun Ting's shoulders, and asked in a daze: "You... say it again."

Yun Ting looked at the young lady's confused expression and narrated it again in fear.

"Impossible!" Ye Wanwan suddenly roared in excitement. Qi Youan is the next emperor of Qi State, how could he die? If he died, it would be equivalent to failing in the tribulation, and his immortal god would be annihilated and would not enter the reincarnation, and even she would be doomed...

Impossible, she muttered to herself, and fell weakly beside the table.

"Miss, be careful!" Yun Ting hurriedly stepped forward to support the young lady, "Miss, what's wrong with you, what does the life and death of this twelfth prince have to do with us?"

Ye Wanwan felt as if she had lost all her five senses at this moment, she couldn't hear anything, couldn't see anything, and couldn't think about anything. If Qi Youan died, if Li He failed in the tribulation... For a while, her mind was like a revolving lantern, quickly replaying every bit with that person.

No, a person as insidious and cunning as Qi Youan must have faked his death and must be planning a bigger conspiracy.

She tried to suppress her uneasiness and quickly took out a pen and paper to desperately recall the plot in the book of tribulations:

Qi Youan's brother Qi Li, the current emperor, secretly colluded with the third prince Rong Zhenyan. Neither of them knew that the real Qi Youan was still alive, but they just used the name of a hostage to find a messenger who could help them communicate better.

But they didn't expect to accidentally send the real Qi Youan back to Qi State. When Qi Li saw his brother, he was furious and directly imprisoned him. Fortunately, he was rescued by Qi Youan's master, the general who guarded the country, and helped him regain the throne...

She wrote these plots on paper for fear that she would forget them over time, and hid them under her bed to keep them in mind at all times.

If so, Qi Youan is likely to have designed a fake death with his master, and he is likely to be hiding somewhere now. Thinking of this, she felt a lot more at ease, and then calmed down and leisurely poured a sip of tea to taste it carefully.

Yun Ting was a little confused when she saw the young lady who was so nervous just now become leisurely and contented in less than half a minute. She thought it was because she was homesick, so she went to the kitchen to make Rongguo pear blossom cake, thinking of making the young lady happy.

Although she thought so, Ye Wanwan had to see Qi Youan in person to really put her mind at ease.

But how to find him? Now that she is a concubine, she can only stay in this world, or ask other people for information?

That's it, the girl sat up and hurried to dress up.

...

Memorials were scattered everywhere in the Qinzheng Hall. The emperor was irritably flipping through the memorials submitted by various officials. I don't know what he saw, but he suddenly became furious and threw the memorial to the floor.

"Your Majesty, what are you worried about? Just tell me everything." There was another courtier in the hall with the emperor. This courtier looked no more than thirty years old. He was respectful and gentle in front of Qi Li. He picked up the scattered memorials slowly and gently soothed Qi Li's mood.

"These ministers have ulterior motives and repeatedly teach me how to govern the country. In the end, who should be the emperor, them or me?"

Qi Li has not had a smooth day since he sat on the throne, but he does not regret it. Even if everyone is not optimistic about him, he insists on being the emperor and stepping on everyone.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry, your humble servant..." Before the courtier finished speaking, the eunuch outside the door came to report: "Your Majesty, Concubine Ye wants to see you."

"What is she doing here?" Qi Li frowned unhappily, "Let her go, I am upset now and have no time to deal with her."

"Your Majesty, Concubine Ye is the Princess of Rong who came to marry yesterday. I think the queen may have something important to tell your majesty, so I'd better take my leave first." After that, he saluted and turned to leave.

When Ye Wanwan entered the hall, she happened to greet the courtier.

"Your humble servant greets Concubine Ye."

"No need to be polite." Ye Wanwan looked at the man who bowed his head. This man was very polite and spoke in a humble tone. However, the moment he looked up, Ye Wanwan caught a glimpse of deep resentment in his eyes, as if a raging fire was about to burn her to ashes, which frightened her so much that her heart was empty.

Before the girl could recover, the courtier had switched back to a docile look and left the hall.

Have I met him before? Why are you looking at me like that? What a weirdo, Ye Wanwan thought to herself.

Before entering the main hall, Ye Wanwan sorted out her emotions, tried to squeeze out a flattering smile, and walked to Qi Li in a dignified manner: "I pay my respects to His Majesty."

Qi Li raised his head impatiently and glanced at the bright girl, and said in an irritable tone: "What are you doing here?"

I'm here to steal information, Ye Wanwan thought secretly.

"Of course I miss your Majesty. I made some Rongguo pastries myself for your Majesty to taste." As she said this, she walked around the mess on the ground and slowly approached the person on the throne.

It was dark last night and she couldn't see the emperor's face clearly. Now the candlelight was bright, and she found that this person's appearance and temperament were exactly the same, with fierce eyebrows and a face full of anger. At first glance, he was a person with a bad temper.

As she expected, Qi Li shrugged his nose impatiently when he smelled the scent of powder beside him, and said sternly: "Put it down, you can go."

Ye Wanwan originally wanted to take the opportunity to chat with the emperor for a while, maybe she could get a clue about Qi Youan's possible whereabouts, but she felt the cold air beside him that kept strangers away and shrank her neck, and she couldn't speak.

"I will pick up the books for your Majesty." As she said this, she bent down and sorted out the scattered memorials.

Ye Wanwan wanted to take the opportunity to secretly take a look at the contents on it, but when she saw the words that looked like talismans to her, she remembered that she couldn't recognize the Qiguo characters at all.

Damn it, it was a wasted trip. After all, she was considered a talented woman in Qi State, but she became an illiterate person in Rong State.

After returning to the palace, she immediately ordered people to bring several books to teach children to read. With a red scarf tied on her forehead, a book in her left hand and a brush in her right hand, she sat upright at the table, looking like she was studying hard.

"Miss, are you going to take the imperial examination?" Yun Ting couldn't help asking when she saw the young lady's self-improvement and hard work.

Ye Wanwan looked up at the sound, with a firm look in her eyes, and said decisively: "Yes, I want to be the first talented woman in the palace!"

Yun Ting was frightened by the young lady and didn't know what to do. Thousands of words were blocked in her throat, and finally she could only shake her head slightly: the young lady was homesick and crazy.

...

But before Ye Wanwan finished her studies, the New Year's Eve palace banquet was ushered in.

On New Year's Eve, firecrackers rang, and the palace was covered with a layer of gorgeous red. The six hundred-foot banquet was laid out like a stream of water, with gold cups and silver tables, showing luxury.

The palace maids hurriedly and orderly shuttled around the banquet. The concubines, female officials, and wives and daughters of high-ranking officials were dressed in gorgeous and noble clothes, showing elegance; while the princes and nobles were dressed in tight clothes, showing their heroic appearance.

Everyone came to this palace banquet with a smile on their faces. On the surface, they were in harmony and toasted each other, but in fact, they had their own ulterior motives.

"Greetings to the general who guards the country." A group of officials gathered together to chat about family matters, and when they saw the visitor, they hurriedly saluted.