latelenovela Chapter 312 Agree to everything
Chapter 312 Agree to everything
"Don't be too happy yet, I have conditions."
Di Beizun looked deeply into the hand she was holding tightly in his, and said quietly.
Lord Sikong, upon smelling the faint, cool fragrance emanating from him, felt a momentary daze. Immediately, he raised his head with a beaming smile and replied gently, "I'll grant you anything!"
The way they were acting, if you only heard that last sentence and saw how Lord Sikong was holding onto Emperor Beizun's hand so tightly, it looked like some young lad was proposing to his beloved girl and loudly declaring his love...
However, the 'girl being courted' is none other than His Majesty the Northern Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, while the one courting him is none other than Lord Sikong...
I'll agree to anything you want!
Upon hearing Sikong Jin's words, Di Beizun's unpredictable eyes narrowed instantly, a strange glint flashing in them. He gazed down at Sikong Jin's beautiful face, which held a hint of joy, and smiled faintly, his pale, indifferent lips curving upwards. "Is that so?"
"Of course! What do you want me to do for you? I will do my best to satisfy you! Since you're so easy to talk to, I naturally won't be so long-winded. Just name your conditions as long as I can do them!"
Lord Sikong spoke very generously, his elegant and refined aura wafting lightly in the cool breeze. Seeing his gentle and serene smile, Lord Sikong felt a little intoxicated, even though the sable in her arms was staring at her with its bright purple eyes, she completely ignored it.
Di Beizun lowered his gaze, his long, delicate eyelashes concealing the emotions pouring from his eyes. He picked up an empty glass from the side, slowly poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip with a nonchalant air, and spoke softly, his voice deep and gentle, "What I want, you know very well in your heart."
"Your Majesty, I am not sure. My mind is simple, and I dare not presume to guess Your Majesty's intentions."
Sikong Jin chuckled twice, then pulled her slender hand away from his large one. She lowered her head to look at his sleeve, pretending to be very curious as she studied his robes, seemingly developing a strong interest in the snow-white garments.
He suddenly stopped what he was doing, raised his eyes to look at her, and his long, beautiful fingertips slipped through her sleeve, instantly touching the Moon Soul hidden in her sleeve. A cool, crimson light flashed before her eyes, and Sikong Jin realized at a glance that the Moon Soul was already in his hand.
Sikong Jin was stunned for a moment. In the moonlight, she noticed that the Moon Soul in his hand was shimmering with a faint light. In that instant, she suddenly realized that the man's hands, which held the power of life and death over the world and were filled with murderous intent and bloodshed, were actually so delicate and beautiful!
Just like him.
However, she knew very well that this man's hands, like the aura he exuded, were captivating, intoxicating, and irresistible, yet also incredibly dangerous.
"Do you still remember what I said to you in the pavilion by the Shenglan River when I left the capital of Dayong?" He looked up at her through the eerie crimson light of the sword, his slender fingertips tracing the cool blade. A sharp glint flashed, and a faint whistling sound was heard as the Moon Soul slowly emerged from its sheath.
What were those words said?
Sikong Jin frowned, looking at him somewhat blankly—besides getting that phoenix jade, what else should she remember?
Her gaze unconsciously swept over her neck...
Seeing her blank expression, Di Beizun's dark eyes flashed, and the light in his eyes instantly became sharp and dangerous—he knew it, how could this damned woman possibly take his words to heart!
Upon seeing this, Sikong Jin immediately spoke up, "Your Majesty, I have always treasured it like a precious gem!"
As she spoke, she pointed to Feng Yu on her chest. She didn't know why, but seeing that he seemed to be getting angry, she felt a little flustered—don't let this little thing ruin everything!
"There are less than half a year left until the three-year mark. Now, don't you have anything to say to me?" His cold and aloof face was very calm as he looked at her. "Some things are better said openly. My harem cannot remain empty forever. Don't you understand what I mean?"
Sikong Jin was suddenly startled. Her hands, which were gripping his large hand, suddenly stiffened. Under the dim moonlight, he could clearly see that her usually beautiful face was faintly flushed, and her tired eyes were momentarily dazed and unfocused.
He has always been like this; he has a clear goal, and once he sets his mind on something, he will take action without ever compromising or forcing himself.
A man like him is prone to extremes. He either marries a woman he loves and stays with her for life, standing shoulder to shoulder with her and looking down on the world, or he is heartless and loveless, only pampering women without loving them, and it doesn't matter how many women are in his harem.
Before meeting Sikong Jin, he thought he would be like his father, who loved only one woman. Such a thing was unlikely to happen to someone as ruthless and bloodthirsty as him.
But then, as if by some strange twist of fate, Sikong Jin appeared out of nowhere—
She was despicable and shameless, greedy, a habitual liar, and lustful—she had not a single redeeming quality. She lacked the refinement, elegance, and gentle charm expected of a well-bred lady, as well as the captivating beauty and tenderness they should possess! Yet, he couldn't help but be obsessed with her!
Then he began to have hopes; he wanted to live the kind of life he had described before.
Sikong Jin lowered her head and remained silent for a long time. After thinking for a long time, she suddenly struggled to say with some regret, "Oh, I forgot, Your Majesty should... take a concubine... I've noticed along the way that the women of Great Zhou are really more beautiful than those of our Great Yong. Their skin is whiter and more delicate, and their facial features are also better..."
'Bah! '
Before Sikong Jin could finish speaking, a look of displeasure appeared on the stunningly handsome face of the man beside her. His unpredictable eyes were filled with gloom as he looked at Sikong Jin. With a swift movement, he knocked over the wine pot in his hand, shattering it into pieces on the ground.
Sikong Jin was startled and quickly withdrew her hands. She stared at him blankly, momentarily at a loss for words!
His fingers, which were lightly clasped around Yuepo's, suddenly tightened. He stared at her with a gloomy expression, his tone unusually calm, but only he knew how much strength he needed to suppress the anger that was about to burst forth.
"What did you just say? Repeat it to me again!"
Sikong Jin was shocked and dared not repeat herself. She immediately shook her head and replied with a pure and innocent expression, "Ah? What did I just say? I forgot, I'm so sorry, Your Majesty. I'm going through menopause and I'm a bit forgetful. Your Majesty, you are peerless in beauty and aloofness, you shouldn't be angry, you shouldn't be angry..."