Simar Jiao had never heard such words in his life, and after leaving Liao Tingyans carriage, he couldnt help but burst out laughing.

  With a laughable smile, he sank his face again, furrowed his brow and his expression gradually darkened.

  He suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed his temples hard, and a clear expression of pain and irritability appeared on Sima Jiaos face.

  The eunuch who was originally going to welcome him saw his appearance, and his footsteps stopped instantly. He retreated silently and didnt dare to get closer. The other two eunuchs following him also lowered their heads and held their breath, waiting quietly. Until Sima Jiao put down his hand and became expressionless, the eunuch steeled himself and stepped forward, bowing deeply and asking cautiously:

  "Your Majesty, is it uncomfortable again?"

  Simar Jiao didnt say a word, still frowning, with a hint of blood in his eyes. His gaze slowly swept over the people around him, then he raised one hand and pointed to the two eunuchs behind the manager. The two eunuchs immediately trembled like fallen leaves in the cold wind, but they didnt dare make any other move. After a while, Simar Jiao put down his hand and got into the carriage. Only then did the two eunuchs let out a sigh of relief, as if they had lost all their strength, and thudded to the ground with a plop.

  The manager glared at the two of them and growled in a low voice: "Consider yourselves lucky to have escaped with your lives, now get out of here quickly."

  The two of them fled in a hurry, both secretly rejoicing that they had narrowly escaped with their lives. Whenever the Emperor was in a bad mood and his headache became unbearable, he would think of killing someone. If anyone provoked him at such times, it would be certain death; if no one provoked him, whoever appeared before him would be unlucky. Today, these two were indeed lucky; if it had been any other day, with the Emperors finger pointing at them and uttering a single word "kill", their lives would have been forfeited.

  That day, Liao Tingyan didnt see Zhang You, and when the team stopped to rest halfway, she even looked around in the team but still couldnt find any trace of Zhang You. It wasnt until the next day that she saw Zhang You reappear, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief. She had thought that this bold and reckless eunuch, after saying those words to her, had been punished by the manager.

  However, it seemed like something was still off. Liao Tingyan carefully examined him and found that his right face was even paler than before, with a hint of redness at the corners of his eyes, and fine blood vessels visible at the edges of his eyes. His pale hands also had faintly visible blue veins.

  Its possible that he was indeed punished, after all, as a eunuch serving the emperor, he dared to say those words, and once someone found out, he wouldnt be able to avoid punishment. Earlier when they were talking, there might have been someone listening outside the carriage. The more Liao Tingyan thought about it, the more she felt that the situation was severe, and she also had some regrets. She was used to being relaxed, and for a moment, she hadnt realized that she had already entered the most dangerous version of the imperial court.

  "Eat a loss and gain wisdom, remember it well from now on." Liao Tingyan said to Zhang You, while guessing what kind of punishment he had received. Was he spanked? Hit on the buttocks or back? It couldnt be like when Aunt Rong was sewing, could it?

  Simar Jiao: "......" What is she saying? Why cant I understand?

  Liao Tingyan said, "Never mind, you dont need to serve today. Just sit there and rest."

  Simar Jiao suddenly understood what she had misunderstood, her slightly furrowed eyebrows relaxed a bit, and she even smiled, "Miss, youve noticed that Im not feeling well?"

  This was indeed a fresh experience. In the past, when he appeared like this, the people around him would only show fearful expressions, thinking that he would kill someone in the next moment - although it was true.

  Liao Tingyan didnt answer and handed him a cushion, "Sit on this." Looking at his unsteady posture, its possible that he was indeed beaten on the buttocks.

  Simar Focused lazily sat, originally almost lost interest in acting, but seeing Liao Tingyans expression, he suddenly felt that it was okay to pretend for a few more days, so he took over the cushion and sat up straight.

  This cushion was leaned against by Liao Tingyan for a few days and seemed to have absorbed the scent from her body, smelling slightly fragrant.

  During the journey, Liao Tingyan spent most of her time in the carriage, except for Zhang You, no one else talked to her. As time passed, Liao Tingyan became familiar with this young eunuch. She occasionally felt that Zhang You was a bit strange, sometimes his tone and behavior would make her feel inexplicably out of place, but she eventually attributed it to another reason. Because, to be serious, Zhang You was a castrated man, and Liao Tingyan had never been in contact with this group before, so she secretly suspected that he might indeed be different from ordinary people.

  Moreover, compared to the nameless passerby in the original work, the closer Liao Tingyan gets to Luojing, the more worried she becomes about what to do after seeing Sima Jiao, and she doesnt have much energy left for Chang You.

  In the original work, when the heroine meets Sima Jiao, she is still a typical young heroine who sympathizes with beggars and cries, tries to stop murders, and gets upset because others dont like her, asking "Why dont you like me? What did I do wrong?" If Sima Jiao likes this kind of personality, doesnt she need to test her own acting skills?

  Its too frustrating, she doesnt have any acting skills at all. Can only hope that Sima Jiao actually didnt fall for the female leads kindness and only liked her appearance, really wish he was such a shallow man.

  "Were almost at Luoyang, but why do you look so worried, are you afraid to see His Majesty?" Sima Jiao asked with a smile, but the smile didnt reach his eyes.

  Liao Tingyan had already gotten used to the long and short phrases coming out of her mouth, and upon hearing this, she tugged at the corner of her mouth. Looking out the window at the city wall that was gradually approaching, "I just wish that Your Majesty could at least like this face of mine."

  Simar nodded and said: "Your Majesty will definitely like you, Miss, can you trust me?"

  Liao Tingyan: As long as he doesnt want to kill me, thats all right. If he really likes me, it seems a bit pitiful.

  Simar Jiao saw her not speaking, tilted his head and said: "Miss doesnt believe?"

  Liao Tingyan: "Didnt you say you rarely see His Majesty? How can you be so sure? Who gave you the confidence, my face?"

  "Hahaha!"

  Luojing as the capital of a country, is far from being comparable to that rural area by the river. Just seeing the towering city gate, Liao Tingyan couldnt help but exclaim in surprise. In her own time and space, she had visited the sites of several ancient capitals, but even with the effects restored through various imaginations by later generations, they couldnt compare to everything she saw with her own eyes at this moment.

  The city wall is so thick and towering that it almost makes the crowd on the ground look like ants, with people entering and exiting from the wide city gate in an endless stream. Three official roads lead into the city, and the noise of the city can be heard from a distance.

  They went straight through the middle gate into the city, but just passing through the gate made Liao Tingyan feel like it took a long time, which showed how thick the city walls were. Once they entered the city, the curtains could no longer be lifted at will, and Liao Tingyan could only sit in the carriage listening to the various lively sounds outside. They seemed to be passing through the bustling main street, and after walking for a long time, the surroundings slowly became quiet again, and the voices of the market gradually moved away. Liao Tingyan understood that they were about to enter the imperial city.

  The entire capital of Luoying, almost half of which belongs to the imperial palace, with layer upon layer of palaces surrounding the mountains and lakes, creating a variety of beautiful landscapes, is the most luxurious and indulgent place in the world, but also the most dangerous and terrifying place, because the master of this grand palace is an out-and-out great demon king.

  Liao Tingyan was sent to an unknown palace, Cheng Anjing seemed like a puppet, letting the humble and respectful palace maids manipulate her. At nightfall, she followed several unfamiliar eunuchs to another place - it was said that tonight, the Emperor would host a banquet, all the beauties in the harem had to attend, including this new beauty who didnt even have a position yet.

  Rubbing her belly that was almost starved, Liao Tingyan silently prayed, hoping that Sima Jiao wouldnt kill anyone on the spot tonight. Otherwise, she really couldnt eat anything and would get stomach problems from hunger.

  The night wind had already begun to cool, and Liao Tingyan was surrounded by a group of palace servants with their heads bowed, walking through the corridors and empty squares filled with lanterns. There were many people around her, but they were all silent, and everyone was so quiet that they could hardly hear the sound of footsteps. So many people walked together, yet it created an eerie atmosphere as if only she was still breathing. It was clear how oppressive the atmosphere in the palace usually was.

  Liao Tingyan is now worried about another thing, this palace, wont it be haunted? To be honest, the atmosphere is really scary right now, and she has goosebumps all over her body.

  Besides, wasnt it said that all the beauties of the harem would attend this banquet? Why didnt I see any other beauties along the way? Various thoughts kept emerging in my mind as I gazed at the brightly lit hall before me.

  Liao Tingyan took a deep breath and slowly walked into the hall. The threshold was too high, and the skirt prepared for her was too cumbersome with its long hem, causing her to almost trip, but fortunately, she was supported by a maid beside her. Lowering her head, she saw that the floor was covered with expensive silk carpets, and as she glanced around, she found that both sides were already filled with all sorts of beauties, ranging from plump to slender.

  It doesnt make sense, there are so many people in the hall, why is it completely quiet? If not for spotting a few beauties also staring at her, Liao Tingyan would have suspected that these beauties were wax figures.

  The atmosphere in the hall was extremely heavy and eerie, with no sound of birds chirping or people speaking, only endless silence. Liao Tingyan didnt dare to raise her head to look up, she walked into the hall with a steady pace, standing steadily in the center of the great hall to pay respects.

  "I, Liao Shis daughter from the river below, pay respects to Your Majesty."

  Someone at the front chuckled softly. The grand hall was empty and too quiet, so this soft laughter seemed to echo in the hall, making it clear for everyone to hear.

  "Get up."

  Liao Tingyans heart was racing, and she thought to herself that this voice sounded familiar. She controlled her facial expression and slowly lifted her head, quickly glancing at Emperor Sima Jiao on the highest platform. Then she couldnt help but let out a burst of inner screams, followed by three consecutive curses.

  Why is Da Mo Wang tall and handsome! How can Zhang Yu be Sima Jiao! Is it just a change of clothes that makes such a big difference in temperament!

  No wonder hes got a sick brain, Sima Jiao, and actually has the nerve to dress up as a eunuch to tease her? Does he run to her carriage every day to serve her and have a great time?! She still underestimated his illness!

  Liao Tingyan smiled slightly at the majestic face of the Demon King, and after calming down a bit, a strange thought suddenly popped into her mind - these days were really tough for this mass-murdering pervert, how did he endure it for so long without going crazy? And yet, he managed to pretend to be a normal person in front of her!

  Then, at the moment when she found that the passerby who was serving her had suddenly turned into a nervous maniac, what expression should she put on? Liao Tingyan asked herself this painful question.

  No one could answer her, Sima Jiao sat on top of her, looking at her expectantly, without knowing what she was expecting.

  Liao Tingyan didnt react for a long time, and Sima Jiaos expectant expression slowly faded away. He became expressionless and put down the wine cup in his hand with a clink. Liao Tingyan seemed to have heard several beauties let out fearful gasps.

  Isnt this going crazy? She didnt do anything!

  Simar Jiao tapped his fingers on the desk with some annoyance, "Dont you want to tell me something?"

  Liao Tingyan pinched her own fingers in her sleeve: So what exactly do you want me to say to you?

  She thought for a moment, trying her best to get into the original heroines tragic persona, and finally, with a quivering voice, she said in a sorrowful tone: "Your Majesty, youve wronged me so much."

  Simar Jiao performed an act of laughing and clapping on the table.

  The Great Demon King laughed enough and didnt comment on her poor acting skills, but stretched out one hand to Liao Tingyan: "Noble Consort, come by my side."