Did the Prime Minister Play with the Imperial Concubine Today?

[The dark and yandere prime minister who tries to be dignified and self-possessed but fails in the end VS the ambitious and charming concubine] In the seventh year of Yongjia, the emperor was seriously ill, Prime Minister Pei supervised the country, and the imperial concubine Yu listened behind the curtain. The two had always been at odds with each other, and they exchanged words in the Jinluan Palace. The courtiers were trembling with fear. Everyone said that the prime minister and the imperial concubine were as close as fire and water, and they seemed to be fighting each other. But at night, I saw Prime Minister Pei, who had always been calm and self-possessed, with red eyes and a hot body pressed against the body beneath him. Their black hair was intertwined and their temples were leaning against each other. The woman beneath her knitted her beautiful eyebrows tightly and opened her red lips. She looked like a dehydrated fish with her unfocused eyes at the top of the dragon and phoenix tent. Her slender jade hands tightly grasped the shark gauze cloud tent, and she tilted her head to avoid the man's kiss. "You hurt me today." The woman opened her sandalwood mouth lightly, and the syllables that came out were broken into pieces. He grabbed her chin and kissed the bright red spot forcefully. His thin lips moved along her raised slender neck and fell behind her sensitive ears, causing her to tremble. "How do you want me to repay you, your concubine?" [The heroine's perspective] Yu Rao is a chess piece, a chess piece cultivated by Pei Zhiyan himself. For two years in Pei's house, she was by his side every day, inseparable. He taught her chess, calligraphy and painting, the Six Arts of a Gentleman, strategies, and even the art of Fangzhong. All just to dedicate her to the new emperor. Yu Rao did not let him down, and after three years of grace, he gave birth to an emperor's heir. She tried her best to play the role of a beloved concubine who only cares about His Majesty. Be jealous of him, bear children for him, and protect him from danger. The long arrow pierced her right shoulder, and she was held in the emperor's arms. Her tone was light, as if she was going to be swept away by the wind in the next second, "Your Majesty is fine, I will feel at ease." The emperor prayed for her, granted pardon to the world, and announced that he would no longer choose concubines from now on. People say that the emperor and his concubine have a deep love for each other, and they should be a match made in heaven. She held a high platform with the emperor, and was worshiped by thousands of people, and received congratulations from all ministers. The two of them smiled together, with countless lingering love in their eyes. Cold and biting eyes came from the audience. She was addicted to the illusion of nothingness at the moment and did not turn around to face him. That night, during a heavy thunderstorm, he broke into her palace while wet. Without any explanation, he turned her over and pressed her against the dragon-wrapped golden pillar. He tore open her dress with his big hands. Ignoring her panicked pleas, his long finger bones slid heavily against the scar caused by the arrow wound and fell deep along her spine. He leaned forward, and his hot breath made her tremble all over. His low and hoarse voice sounded like it came from the eternal hell, "You performed the role of the imperial concubine very well, why don't you come back and sing with me?" *** Pretends are mixed with true feelings, and the person who is tempted first is the loser. Purpose: True love comes first