Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord
Chapter 1139 Zhao Yin

Chapter 1139: Chapter 1139 Zhao Yin

"Beloved Minister Zhao, no need for such formalities, rise quickly."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Because of the Emperor’s exclusive favor, Zhao Yin was arrogant before the eunuchs and palace maids, utterly dismissive of them.

However, before the Emperor, he dared not act out of line. His every gesture and movement were proper, and he knelt respectfully on the ground, only rising after the Emperor gave his command.

The Emperor remained speechless, his deep and penetrating eyes glaring at him silently.

Zhao Yin felt a chill in his heart, thinking to himself, "Why is the Emperor acting so strangely today? Just staring without speaking."

But despite the silence, Zhao Yin dared not utter a word.

After a while passed.

The Emperor finally asked in a faint voice, "Zhao Yin, I’ve heard from the eunuchs—what are you fooling around with in your chambers lately?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yin let out a breath of relief: "Reporting to the Emperor, I’ve been studying Gu Insects."

"Aren’t you already proficient in those? Why continue researching them?"

"Your Majesty, have you heard the saying, ’learning has no limits’? Reading is a discipline, and the Gu technique is alike—a profound study requiring gradual exploration."

The Emperor nodded slightly, then added, "Word from the War Prince’s Mansion claims that the War Prince has been remarkably vigorous lately. Upon hearing this, my heart has been most discomforted. You understand, don’t you?"

After speaking, his penetrating eyes fixed firmly on Zhao Yin.

"Your Majesty’s meaning is...?"

"Hmm!"

The Emperor nodded wordlessly.

"I understand. Your Majesty, rest assured."

"Do you truly understand My intent?"

"I do. I guarantee Your Majesty will hear good news tomorrow."

"Hmm, that’s satisfactory. I’m weary, you may take your leave."

"Understood. Your servant bids farewell."

After speaking, Zhao Yin bent his body and exited.

Leaving Qingping Palace, where the Emperor resided, Zhao Yin passed through the opulent palace halls. Along the way, many palace maids and eunuchs respectfully greeted him. Zhao Yin couldn’t help but feel smug inwardly. Since entering the palace, he had risen step by step, becoming the Emperor’s trusted confidant. Even the Noble Consorts and Concubines saw him differently; some neglected Concubines even secretly gifted him treasures, hoping he’d utter a good word to the Emperor to change their fates.

Zhao Yin was anything but a man of upright character. He had accepted a great deal of gold and silver treasures, but he wasn’t foolish enough to offend the Emperor over petty gains. Naturally, he didn’t plead on behalf of those deserted Concubines.

Those Concubines who spent considerable wealth dared not complain either. After all, Zhao Yin was a favorite of the Emperor himself!

Returning to his courtyard.

Zhao Yin immediately entered his darkened room, and no one knew what he was doing inside.

The palace maids and eunuchs attending him naturally dared not inquire.

Zhao Yin was always mysterious, hiding in his room daily, forbidding anyone to approach. Naturally, no one knew what he was doing inside.

In the War Prince’s Mansion.

Lately, Madam Wang seemed to be in heat, constantly clinging to the War Prince.

As long as the War Prince was home, she would be dressed extravagantly and prance before him.

The War Prince had tried to avoid her but to no avail. By midday today, he finally agreed to share a meal with her.

Madam Wang removed her mink coat, exposing the two towering peaks upon her chest. Twisting her snake-like waist, she sauntered alluringly toward the War Prince, then sat herself beside his seat. Turning her head, she called out coyly in a saccharine voice, "Prince."

Standing nearby, Long Yi felt goosebumps rise all over his body. Madam Wang usually refrained from theatrics, but now her throat seemed as though it had been strangled, her voice sounding unnaturally distorted—truly unsettling to hear.