My Inner Thought is Exposed! The Villain Family Defy Their Fate!

He clicked his tongue, why had he never noticed this before?

It seems today’s plan is as good as done.

Yun Wanye thoroughly relaxed, a confident smile curled on his lips.

Beside him, Yun Wanyao heard the words and felt overwhelmed with favor, a feeling of being in the clouds, utterly unreal.

"Thank you, thank you for the Emperor’s grace..."

However, it’s not necessary; she’s well aware that she absolutely wouldn’t dare taint the Warm Pool.

That belongs to the future Empress.

Soon, the banquet was prepared, even the First Rank Immortal Jade Wine that Yun Wanye had been thinking about was brought out.

Mo Yuanlin sat at the main seat, Yun Wanye and Yun Wanyao sat opposite him, behind them, palace attendants cautiously refilled their cups with wine.

"Yao’er, come, let’s toast to the Emperor and thank him for his hospitality towards us."

Yun Wanye picked up his wine cup, stood up first, glanced at Yun Wanyao, giving her a meaningful look.

Twins inherently share a strong sense of understanding, exceptionally in sync; with just a glance, Yun Wanyao knew his call to toast was fake, and the real intent was for her to seduce.

They had just begun dining, yet he already urged her to seduce; it seemed too hurried.

But his words were already out, she couldn’t refuse; if she refused, it would be seen as disrespect to the Emperor, and if the Emperor decided to hold her accountable, she would be in serious trouble.

Silently cursing Yun Wanye in her heart, Yun Wanyao picked up the wine cup and, under his silent threat, stood up, moving her feet slightly, inching towards Mo Yuanlin.

Her subtle gestures were all taken in by the man.

Mo Yuanlin curled his lips, his eyes held a tinge of curiosity and a hint of anticipation.

She was behaving too unusually today, not only did she make a special trip to the palace, but also dressed so alluringly, and now these little gestures.

All signs indicated that she had some designs on him today; it’s just unclear what.

"Your, Your Majesty, this subject’s daughter offers you a toast, thanks, thank you for your warm, warm hospitality..."

In his ear, the girl’s tense yet extraordinarily pleasant voice sounded, Mo Yuanlin stretched his arm, carelessly took the wine cup from her hand, and drank it in one go.

While taking the wine cup, he accidentally touched her hand, the skin touched by him feeling as though it caught fire.

Yun Wanyao stood there stunned, watching him finish the wine and return the cup.

This action completely baffled her.

She held the empty wine cup, standing dumbfounded, unsure what to do.

Isn’t a toast supposed to mean drinking together?

Why did he take her wine?

And what’s meant by returning the wine cup?

For her to use his wine cup?

But he has used this wine cup, how can she use it?

Not just Yun Wanyao, even Yun Wanye was baffled by Mo Yuanlin’s behavior.

He nearly couldn’t help but wonder if this was Mo Yuanlin’s unique drinking table culture, so he too picked up his wine cup and walked over, saying nearly the same words as Yun Wanyao.

"Your Majesty, I too offer you a toast, thank you for your warm hospitality."

After speaking, he respectfully offered the wine cup to Mo Yuanlin, expecting it to be taken away and drunk in one go.

But unexpectedly, Mo Yuanlin raised his own wine cup, gently clinked it against his, and smiled teasingly at him.

"Drink first to show respect, how dare you call it a toast without drinking?"

Yun Wanye: "?????"

Yun Wanyao: "?????"

Eh, why did the scenario change so quickly?

Yun Wanye’s eyes shifted slightly, chuckled and said, "I just thought the Emperor’s toasting rule might be different from others, so I’ll drink now."

After speaking, he tilted his head and drank it all.

As the spicy and rich liquid flowed down his throat, Yun Wanye’s mind was exceptionally clear.

Such nonsense about toasting rules being different, it clearly was just Yun Wanyao being different.

Only when Yun Wanyao toasted him, was it acceptable not to drink.

What was the implied meaning?

Does it mean only Yun Wanyao need not toast him?

Heh, what a fine double standard.

After a few cups, Yun Wanye excused himself, feigning urgency, and before he left, he secretly kicked Yun Wanyao’s leg, giving her a look.

Yun Wanyao, who was eating, was speechless: "..."

She understood perfectly; his excuse wasn’t genuinely to relieve himself but to create an opportunity for her to seduce the Emperor.

The palace maids and eunuchs serving them left the room right after the toast, on different pretexts.

With his departure, only she and the Emperor remained in the chamber.

Yun Wanye slipped away quickly.

After he left, Yun Wanyao, suppressing the panic and discomfort within, picked up the wine cup before her and sipped lightly.

This was the very cup the Emperor had drunk from and returned.

The Yun Family had a bit of an obsession with cleanliness, and despite how offensive disliking the Emperor may be, Yun Wanyao couldn’t help feeling some aversion.

Ordinarily, she would certainly never touch this cup, but now, to shirk responsibility onto the wine, she had no choice but to endure.

This First Rank Immortal Jade Wine was even spicier than she anticipated.

With just a light sip, she was so overwhelmed by the spice that she couldn’t help but cough.

Her entire throat burned, extremely uncomfortable, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and coughed softly incessantly, her eyes unwittingly brimming with moisture.

Suddenly, a large hand gently patted her back, and before she could react, a gentle voice reached her ears.

"Drink some water; it’ll feel better."

Then a cup of water appeared before her eyes.

Yun Wanyao took the cup dumbfounded, sipping slowly. Despite her uncomfortable throat, she drank extremely slowly, her mind feeling as though it had crashed, utterly blank.

"If you can’t drink, why do it?"

Why?

Of course, to avoid blame; Yun Wanyao instinctively echoed this thought, suddenly recalling her purpose.

Her eyes shifted slightly, taking a deep breath in preparation, placing the water cup on the table, and then, with closed eyes and a decisive heart, leaned into Mo Yuanlin’s arms.

"Your, Your Majesty, I, I am drunk..."

"..."

Mo Yuanlin’s body immediately froze; his pupils shrank tightly, myriad emotions flashing through his dark eyes.

After a long while, he came to his senses, narrowed his eyes and chuckled faintly.

Just after a few sips of wine, she’d accurately addressed him, boldly claiming to be drunk; this little girl truly was adorably foolish.

Looks like she indeed had some designs coming into the palace today.

Recalling Yun Wanye’s behavior today, Mo Yuanlin was even more convinced that boy couldn’t be uninvolved.

These siblings, one the mastermind, the other the accomplice, plotting for undisclosed purposes.

Heh, interesting.

"Is that so? Then I shall guide you to rest here; tonight you’ll stay in the palace, no need to go back."

He held her waist with one hand, securing her in his embrace.

Yun Wanyao: "?????"

She risked everything for such a bold move, anticipating his rage, expecting to be pushed to the ground...

Yet who could tell her why the situation progressed differently than imagined?

The Emperor, typically indifferent to women, not only didn’t angrily shove her away but instead held her, taking the initiative to let her stay in the palace overnight.

How did things turn out like this?

Yun Wanyao’s heart pounded, fiercely threatening to leap out of her chest. She vaguely realized this had escalated, spiraling out of control.

What to do?

What should be done next?

Should she stop while the matter hasn’t intensified, or continue the seduction?

Ugh, damn Yun Wanye, why didn’t he teach her what to do in advance?

With her head buried in the man’s broad chest, she failed to see him lean downwards, watching with interest as she plunged into chaos.

It turned out, she painstakingly dressed so beautifully just to seduce him.

She lacked the nerve; having only seduced him to this extent, she couldn’t continue.

But why?

Why had she come to seduce him so suddenly? When she was clearly so afraid of him, Mo Yuanlin narrowed his eyes, a burst of doubt swirling within them.