The arrogant imperial concubine arrives, the favorite of the regent

That night, the magnificent palace in the daytime also became dim and obscure with the night. A half-moon hung on the high corner tower, pouring down a hazy light yellow moonlight. From afar, the red walls and yellow tiles, and the snow-covered ground gave the viewer a sense of solemnity and majesty.

The palace, where some people had not yet rested, was still ablaze with yellow lights.

From time to time, teams of guards carrying lanterns patrolled the palace to ensure safety on the quiet road.

The emperor's study was still brightly lit, but there was an unsettling silence. Although there was red coal burning, the air in the room was low and as cold as an ice cellar.

Emperor Ye Haolian was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, with his long black hair with some gray in it tied up, and a crown on his head tied with a bright yellow crown rope. The middle of the crown was inlaid with red and green gems, and thin bead tassels hung on both sides.

He has a handsome face, slightly square features, cold and sharp eyes that chill people's hearts, thick ears and majestic dragon beard.

Below the emperor's dragon throne knelt Geng Wa, the leader of the emperor's secret guard, the Dragon Staff Team.

Geng Wa bent his upper body and knelt on his knees, his resolute face showing nervousness and anxiety. Beads of sweat dripped slowly and broke into pieces when they hit the ground.

He didn't dare to wipe the sweat off his face and was waiting fearfully for the emperor to speak.

"Geng Wa, do you know you are wrong?" A majestic voice came, making Geng Wa shudder in his heart.

"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong. On that day, I and my men were not strong enough, and we underestimated the enemy. Please give me another chance to make amends." Geng Wa kowtowed continuously.

You know, although the enemy was seriously injured in this mission, he is still very powerful. Although he is a sixth-level Martial King, he is still no match for him.

The martial arts of warriors in the Star-Moon Continent are divided into Wu Hou, Wu Wang, Wu Huang, Wu Zun and Sheng Wu, and each level is divided into one to ten levels from high to low.

Beihan, Xiyi, and Nanman were subject to the military control of the Dongyang Empire, and the number of Martial Emperors in each country was controlled below seven. In peacetime, countries were not allowed to arbitrarily transfer and dispatch Martial Emperors.

Geng Wa was one of the few secret guards in the Dragon Staff Team who was close to the level of the Martial Emperor. Therefore, the Emperor could not bear to kill all his subordinates just because of a failed mission. After all, people with strong martial arts skills were rare talents in this world.

The emperor thought for a moment and said solemnly, "Go down and accept your punishment. I will give you one more chance."

"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty. I will definitely live up to your expectations." Geng Wa kowtowed heavily several times and then went down with tears of gratitude.

In a magnificent palace complex not far from the back of the study, there was still bright light in a greenhouse. A woman stood with her back to the door in front of a vase of plum blossoms, carefully trimming the plum blossoms that the servants had picked today with scissors.

She asked distantly and indifferently: "Is the tail cleaned up?"

An old maid bowed her head respectfully and replied, "My queen, I have arranged everything according to your instructions. We have done a perfect job. I believe that no matter how hard they search, they will not find any clues."

"Yes, that's good." The queen ruthlessly cut off the branch with the most colorful plum blossoms with a "click".

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This night was just an ordinary winter night for ordinary people, but for the various forces in the capital, this night was destined to be uneasy. Many forces surged and struggled, but there was no movement on the surface.

The next day, it was just past the hour of Mao, and it was still far from dawn in winter.

The servants of the Yun residence knocked on Yun Mujiu's door, reminding her to get ready and dress up. Today was the wedding day of Miss Yun and King Ye.

Yun Mujiu used the doctor system to prepare some things last night, including many tiny silver needles dipped in venom, several extremely sharp and delicate scalpels, and some venom powder.

She was still weak and didn't have the conditions to build her own powerful weapon. In this cannibalistic society, one must be on guard against others. Therefore, no matter what, she had to make some preparations in advance to ensure her safety.

Yun Mujiu got up quickly, put on her clothes, then washed her face and quickly put on makeup on the right side of her face.

Someone will put makeup on her today, so she has to prepare in advance. She even added a solidifying agent to her face cream last night, so that no matter it rains or she wipes her face hard, her "birthmark" will not fade or change.

After a while, a group of servants rushed into Mengyuexuan, and the deserted courtyard suddenly became lively.

For Yun Mujiu, whether the environment is lively or not, she will not be affected. Her experience has long honed her strong character. She will not be happy or sad because of insignificant things.

Under the guidance of the matchmaker, Ruchun, Youxia and two maids helped Yun Mujiu put on complicated wedding gowns, piling one set after another on Yun Mujiu.

Yun Mujiu was weak and had to get up so early. She also didn't care about the wedding at all, so she looked listless and blinked sleepily.

Finally, I got dressed with great difficulty. Next, it was time to put on makeup.

According to the matchmaker, according to Zhongyue's traditional wedding customs, the bride has to pinch her face before putting on makeup.

The so-called face twisting is a traditional beauty method. It uses two thin threads to not only twist off the fine hair on the face and neck, but also to make the eyebrows more beautiful.

After the face is twisted, the face will become smooth and elastic, and it will be easier and more convenient to apply makeup.

However, considering the prominent black birthmark on Yun Mujiu's right cheek, the matchmaker carefully considered and took the initiative to cancel the face-twisting ceremony.

Mrs. Xi thought to herself: You must be kidding! She dare not scratch the birthmark on Miss Yun's face! If she gets scratched or injured, she will end up in a miserable situation!

This was exactly what Yun Mujiu wanted. She didn't want to be strangled by the thin thread. If the thin thread scraped across her skin, even if she made up her birthmark well, some of the camouflage cream would still be scraped off.

So at this moment, two maids who were specifically responsible for makeup came forward to help Yun Mujiu put on makeup.

The sky was getting brighter, and the chill in the air was no longer so bone-chilling. Various sounds were heard outside the house, and the sound of firecrackers and the sound of welcoming guests could be vaguely heard at the gate of Yun Mansion.

A group of noble ladies came to Yun Mujiu's bedroom with their daughters. After all, no matter how ugly and disgusting Yun Mujiu was, she was the eldest daughter of the Yun family who was getting married, and the wife of the regent.

But no one envied her at all, because everyone knew that the great war god Ye Xiaohan had died, his legs were disabled, his martial arts skills had been lost, and he was poisoned. He might die at any time.

Even if Yun Mujiu appears to be proud now, she will not have a good ending in the future and may become a widow at a young age.

Therefore, the ladies and young ladies were not jealous of Yun Mujiu. Instead, they congratulated Yun Mujiu with a kind and joyful look and said all the nice things they could.

"Congratulations, Miss Yun, you are so lucky to have found such a good husband as the Night King."

"Congratulations to Miss Yun on her wedding. You and the Night King are truly a perfect match."

"Sister Yun, I really envy you for being so lucky to be the first woman to marry the Night King."

The house is filled with all kinds of blessings...

Yun Mujiu felt that his ears were disturbed. The closed room was filled with various sounds, mixed with many different smells of rouge, powder and sachets.

Yun Mujiu, who was tired and weak, only felt a headache and dizziness.