Crazy Criticism of the Tyrant After He Was Abandoned by the Imperial Concubine

[The tyrant who looks cold but actually criticizes the yandere × the concubine who loves money and freedom and is sober] Everyone said that although Yan Jinglan was a tyrant, he was extremely cold and had not even set foot in the harem in recent years. Chen Mo thinks so too. She loves money, and only by climbing to a higher position can she ensure that she has no worries about money, so Chen Mo strives to win favor, but she doesn't want to have it easy every time. Along the way, from an unknown young lady who entered the palace to a noble concubine, Chen Mo originally thought that everything she had with His Majesty was forced by her. But one day, Chen Mo accidentally broke into the forbidden area and found thousands of portraits of her. Among the many portraits, Yan Jinglan looked over to her. He was still holding the brush tightly in his hand. The unfinished one was a new portrait of her. Yan Jinglan's expression remained as usual, and there was still coldness in his eyes, but beneath the coldness was a whirlpool of madness and violence. He spoke slowly, his voice low and dangerous, yet fatally attractive: "Momo, come here." ———— Chen Mo was trapped in a forbidden area, and all her food, clothing, housing and transportation were personally served by His Majesty, who was usually unattainable. Even the sachet she wears is the same as Yan Jinglan's, and was sewn by him with his own hands, stitch by stitch. He was violent, obedient, and paranoid, so he deliberately took her to see the silver birdcage: "This is a gift I specially prepared for you. Are you satisfied with it, Momo?" Unable to bear it anymore, Chen Mo ran away secretly one night, but the man had very good hands and eyes, and he found him in only two days. The tyrant's eyes shone with excitement and coldness, staring at her closely like a hunter, and slowly walked towards her with an attitude of absolute superiority. His facial features were distorted, his handsome face was filled with chills, and his voice was like a Rakshasa from hell: "It seems that my beloved concubine needs a little punishment." Intention: Be at ease and follow your heart