El cuento de la princesa Song en Heian-kyo

Capítulo 57

A deep, magnetic voice poured out, accompanied by a series of moans that struck Yu Zhou's heart like a dense, relentless storm. She knew the male voice belonged to Chen Zexie Shang, but who was this female voice? It sounded so familiar, so incredibly familiar. How could it be her? Yu Zhou stared at Zhan Ge in disbelief, while Zhan Ge shrugged indifferently.

"There's nothing strange about it." Zhan Ge's cold eyes clearly showed that he already knew everything.

Yu Zhou forced back his cough and said, "He's not feeling well right now, can I leave now?"

"No need, the Lord said you should go in at this time." Zhan Ge blocked Yu Zhou's path, forcing her to move forward.

Standing before the door, Yu Zhou hesitated, his hands trembling as he reached out towards it.

"Peerless Prime Minister, are you afraid?" Zhan Ge said mockingly, his eyes filled with sarcasm as he looked at Yu Zhou. "I just find it despicable. What more do you want? Isn't hurting her enough?"

Zhan Ge was surprised. Yu Zhou's sad and misty eyes were particularly heartbreaking. Zhan Ge really had the urge to soothe her sorrow, but in the end, he laughed wildly, which was unusual for him: "Hahahaha. Prime Minister, please come in. This is her own choice. She can't blame you, she can't blame me, and she certainly can't blame the Lord."

Yu Zhou turned his head away and pushed open the door filled with desire. Chen Zexie lay handsomely on the bed, while the woman kissed him passionately, almost like a whirlwind, kissing and sucking, cupping his handsome face, his disheveled long hair, his exquisite features, and his graceful figure. She almost seductively wrapped her body around Chen Zexie's waist, twisting her body wildly, but Chen Zexie only smiled wickedly, making no move. He glanced at Yu Zhou, who had just walked in, his eyes filled with amusement.

When the woman saw Yu Zhou enter, her frenzied desire transformed into a cold, burning gaze as she stared incredulously at the person lying beneath her.

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[Dynasty Storms: Overbearing Ministers]

The woman stared blankly at Yu Zhou, quickly placing her hand on his shoulder. Her pale lips moved dryly, and her misty eyes held a hint of bitterness: "How could this happen..."

Like the sound of fine porcelain being struck, melodious and pleasant. She turned her head away from Yu Zhou. Who could understand the helplessness in her eyes? She had done something so shameful. The last thing she wanted him to see. And now… Wu Yueying closed her eyes in sorrow.

But Chen Zexie Shang wouldn't let him go. His sinister golden and silver eyes coldly watched, his rough hand restraining the woman's chin, forcing her head towards Yu Zhou. He said, "My dear sister, why don't you continue?" His tone held no brotherly affection whatsoever, treating her as if she were a complete stranger.

Wu Yueying was stunned, a hint of humiliation flickering across her ashamed face, her chest filled with grief and indignation. She looked at Chen Zexie Shang with despair and helplessness, her beautiful face etched with resentment.

"Why!" Wu Yueying grabbed Chen Zexie Shang's collar, tears streaming down her face, and asked. She couldn't believe that her brother, whom she had loved for over a decade, would treat her like this. In front of her young master, she unleashed all her shame, anger, and grievances, repeatedly hitting Chen Zexie Shang.

Chen Ze Xie Shang didn't care at all, only sneering and throwing Wu Yue Ying aside with a cloud of white smoke. Looking at the shocked Yu Zhou, he kept smiling wickedly, his eyes full of cunning.

Unconsciously, Yu Zhou let out a cold laugh. Was Chen Zexie Shang's desire greater than anything else? Even his own sister. A chill ran through Yu Zhou's heart. Power could change so much.

Zhan Ge watched with a sense of commonplace indifference. Before him, women were merely pawns, just as his lord had said. The feeling of mountains and rivers bowing at his feet paled in comparison to everything else. This was the kind of domineering master he desired; only then would his life have been truly worthwhile.

"Moon Shadow, are you afraid? But I am not afraid. Because I have power in my hands, Prime Minister Yu, am I right?" Chen Ze Xie Shang gently stroked Moon Shadow's tear-streaked face with his large hand, speaking domineeringly.

With a wicked grin, he looked at Wu Yueying and shoved her off the bed. Seeing Wu Yueying's pitiful sobs, Chen Ze Xie Shang coldly snorted, "Get out." The most ruthless are those in the imperial family; this saying proved true for Wu Yueying's life.

"Princess, let's go." Zhan Ge helped Wu Yueying up, trying to pull her away, but Wu Yueying ran excitedly towards Chen Zexie Shang, attempting to grab his sleeve. Her face was streaked with tears, soaking her sleeves, and her tear-filled lips prevented her from uttering a word. Her beautiful, bloodshot eyes looked on in despair. Her bare, pale arms weakly tried to grasp Chen Zexie Shang, but Zhan Ge forcefully pulled them away.

Yu Zhou gazed at Wu Yueying's desolate beauty, feeling helpless and powerless. She was in love with the Emperor, and this Emperor was her own brother. Yu Zhou couldn't help but smile bitterly; Yingxue and Qingqing were remarkably alike.

As Yu Zhou smiled wryly, Chen Zexie Shang was already standing in front of him, his open robe revealing his tanned chest. He looked at Yu Zhou with a wicked charm, his dark hair obscuring his chest. His eerie gold and silver eyes were full of amusement.

A strong arm forcefully wrapped around Yu Zhou's waist, firmly holding his slender waist captive, giving him no chance to breathe. His fingertips slowly lingered near Yu Zhou's lips, the rough pads inching closer to his red lips. With each gentle rub, the sound of heavy breathing could be faintly heard from Chen Ze Xie Shang's nostrils.

Yu Zhou was filled with shame and indignation. He tried to push Chen Zexie Shang away, but his hands were pushed to the highest point. Chen Zexie Shang forcefully pushed Yu Zhou to the edge of the bed.

Yu Zhou thought about it and realized she was unlucky; lately, she had been frequently being pressured by others.

[Dynasty Storm: Wrath]

"Yu Zhou, do you think there's anyone in this world more intelligent than you?" Sharp, hunter-like eyes stared at Yu Zhou, and wild lips uttered words that trailed down Yu Zhou's neck. Yu Zhou, like a kitten, awkwardly avoided their gaze.

Yu Zhou said in a low, cold voice, "I am not a clever person." His tone was thick with tension. Anger flashed across her beautiful face, which had turned from crimson to purplish-blue.

"Oh. Then who does Yu Zhou consider wise?" Chen Ze seemed very patient, his eyes, bright as stars and the moon, fixed on Yu Zhou. His rough hands gently stroked Yu Zhou's delicate cheeks, domineeringly forcing her to look at him directly. That predatory gaze deeply shocked Yu Zhou, and her slender arms desperately pushed against Chen Ze's chest, constantly pushing him away.

"Don't move, do you know you're playing with fire?" Sweat dripped from Chen Ze's long, black hair, beads of sweat landing on Yu Zhou's cheeks, turning his chiseled, handsome face flushed. Yu Zhou looked up and saw Chen Ze's restrained expression, his eyes widening instinctively. He obediently whispered, "I'm sorry." His voice was delicate and sweet, and he shyly stopped pushing her away. He quietly lowered his eyelids.

Chen Ze smiled, his smile as bright as the stars. Yu Zhou was like a well-behaved little lamb, quiet and sweet, without any kingly aura, only shy and charming.

"Haha, is Xuanyuan always this cute?" Chen Ze gently stroked Yu Zhou's long hair, his tone still domineering and unassailable.

Yu Zhou suddenly awoke, coldly saying, "Your Majesty, how much longer are you going to suppress this? I think Your Majesty has a reason for letting me watch this 'good show,' right?" Yu Zhou deliberately emphasized the importance of the "good show." Her demeanor just now was very much like a woman's. But she couldn't panic now, since Chen Ze Xie Shang hadn't suspected anything anyway.

"Hmph, Prime Minister Yu is indeed the most intelligent person in the world," Chen Ze Xie Shang sneered. He gradually withdrew from Yu Zhou's body, though his warm body temperature remained.

"I want to know what Yueying thought after she turned five, and your relationship with her." Chen Ze's golden and silver eyes held an irresistible, intimidating aura. His innate kingly presence made Yu Zhou almost breathless.

Yu Zhou propped himself up, pursed his lips, and said, "I don't understand what the Evil Emperor means." Yu Zhou pretended to be confused.

"You must be familiar with the name Yingxue, right?" Chen Zexie Shang casually remarked, patting the back of his chair with his rough, calloused hand. He seemed quite interested.

“Yingxue?” Yu Zhou pondered for a moment. He smiled and said, “Your Majesty, I will only say this once: Yingxue is dead. I will forever only admire Princess Wuyueying.”

"Is that what Yu Zhou thinks?" Chen Zexie Shang stopped everything he was doing and looked at the indifferent Yu Zhou.

Yu Zhou nodded, the sandalwood scent of Chen Ze still lingering on his black robe. It was intimidating, especially his predatory gold and silver eyes. Yu Zhou had lost his once-proud composure. That probing aura was always frightening.

"Brother Yu is truly patriotic, but you have no offspring left. What is there left to cherish in Gengyue Kingdom?" Chen Zexie asked in a deep, deliberate voice. Yu Zhou was speechless, seemingly having no reason to stay in Gengyue Kingdom. If he were a man, how should Yu Zhou answer?

Yu Zhou stared directly at Chen Ze Xie Shang and said, "If the ruler commands a subject to die, the subject must die. Yu Zhou remains the Prime Minister of Geng Yue Kingdom, and that will never change in this lifetime." "Heh, what a fine 'If the ruler commands a subject to die, the subject must die.' Yu Xuan Yuan, you will regret this. I mean what I say." Chen Ze Xie Shang said domineeringly. His furious tone and constantly narrowing eyes foreshadowed Chen Ze's rage.

Yu Zhou smiled faintly, clasped her hands in a fist and said, "Thank you for your kind words, Your Majesty. Then I will take my leave." That proud and unconventional demeanor, neither humble nor arrogant, was Yu Zhou. The stronger the enemy, the stronger she became. Yu Zhou was never afraid of threats.

[Dynasty Storm: Perhaps a Substitute]

"Perhaps I'll regret it," Yu Zhou said with a cold smile.

Chen Ze slightly tightened his palms and murmured, "Don't you want to know Xingzhi's background?" His strange golden and silver eyes contained too much calculation. Yu Zhou's originally steady body trembled slightly at his words.

The silence carried the scent of sandalwood, and Yu Zhou's slender hands hesitated to open the door.

As expected, Chen Ze had grasped Yu Zhou's Achilles' heel. His proud face carried a hint of disdain, yet intriguingly, he looked at Yu Zhou's back with such arrogance.