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Chapter 1066 Throwing yourself into my arms
The night was dark.

The candles in Su Yao's room were not lit, only the bright moonlight from outside the window shone into the room, bringing a faint light and a hazy glow.

The faint smell of gunpowder from the daytime still lingered in the air, mixed with the fragrance of the late-blooming night-blooming jasmine in the courtyard, creating a strange and tranquil atmosphere.

In the soft moonlight, a slender figure knelt quietly on the floor before the door. The moonlight outlined her graceful figure, her snow-white gauze dress and long, black hair cascading down like a waterfall. A few strands of hair brushed against her smooth forehead, adding to her pitiful appearance.
The scene would have been perfectly harmonious if it weren't for her wide, shocked eyes.

Clearly, Amina never expected that this great conqueror would be so unconventional. She knelt in front of the door for a long time, hoping to make a good impression on him, but the owner of the room actually jumped through the window and entered the house.

Fortunately, Amina's ability to stand out in the treacherous harem of the Parthian Empire and enjoy the emperor's favor for so long was certainly not solely due to her appearance.

Amina had long since mastered the art of remaining calm in the face of adversity. After a brief moment of shock, she quickly composed herself, concealing her inappropriate surprise and replacing it with an almost reverent deference.

She slowly lowered herself, her forehead lightly touching the cool floor, her clear voice trembling slightly: "This humble concubine Amina greets Your Majesty. It is an honor that you still remember this humble concubine's name."

Su Yao raised an eyebrow, turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, the armor on his body making a screeching sound.

He didn't immediately tell Amina to get up, but instead gazed at her silently with those eyes that seemed to see into people's hearts: "I ask you, why are you here?"

Amina took a deep breath, suppressing the pounding in her heart.

The image of Su Yao riding a griffin and breaking through fireballs in the night sky has long been etched in the hearts of countless people, a divine power that even King Vologasis V of Parthia could not match.

Amina witnessed everything from an extremely close distance, and was deeply shocked.

Facing this conqueror up close, the powerful aura emanating from him, along with the smell of blood and gunpowder, almost suffocated her. Yet, this pain strangely stirred up some hidden desires within her heart.

"This humble concubine...this humble concubine came of her own accord."

Amina's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, yet it carried a hint of gentleness:
"Governor Anmoti said that the Holy Lord has just subdued the divine beast and is exhausted from the battle, so he needs someone to take care of him."

Her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible. In the moonlight, a faint blush could be seen on her slender neck, and her long, delicate fingers nervously twisted the hem of her skirt.

Su Yao narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Amina. This Parthian queen was indeed stunningly beautiful—unlike the gentle and reserved women of the Central Plains, and unlike the exotic charm of the Kushan princesses, she possessed a blend of Eastern and Western qualities: her deep-set eyes were as exquisite as a Persian miniature painting, her straight nose was adorned with full, rose-like lips, and her skin was as sweet as honey, shimmering like pearls in the moonlight.

What's even more remarkable is that she possesses the unique aura of someone who has long held a position of power. Even kneeling on the ground at this moment, she doesn't appear humble at all. Instead, she's like a Persian cat that has temporarily sheathed its claws, exuding elegance while concealing its sharpness.

In an instant, Su Yao recalled the scene of his first encounter with this woman.

He had pursued them relentlessly, cornering the two princesses and Shapur in a secret passage. Before he could even reveal his identity, the princess had already made her choice, even willing to betray Shapur to save her life. At the time, he felt this woman was no ordinary person, and now it seemed she was indeed a clever one who knew how to assess the situation.

"Did Anmoti send you?" Su Yao chuckled. "He certainly knows how to make arrangements." Amina raised her head, the moonlight illuminating her amber eyes, which were filled with complex emotions: "No, it was this humble concubine who requested it. Lord Anmoti simply didn't stop me."

She bit her lower lip, mustered her courage, and looked directly into Su Yao's eyes: "Your Majesty may not know, but in the Parthian harem, concubines are merely embellishments of royal power, and can be bestowed upon meritorious officials at any time, or used as bargaining chips for marriage alliances. This lowly concubine has long been accustomed to such a fate."

Su Yao raised an eyebrow: "So, the moment I captured the King of Anxi, you, his favored concubine, came to curry favor with your new master?"

Amina raised her head, a resolute glint in her eyes: "Your Majesty, though I am the Queen of Parthia, I was forcibly taken into the palace. My father was originally the governor of Khorasan, but he was executed for opposing the tyranny of Vologasis V. I was forced into the palace as his queen, and I have longed to avenge my father day and night."

Her voice gradually choked with emotion, and crystal tears rolled down her cheeks: "Today, having witnessed the divine might of the Holy Lord, I know that Heaven's will is thus. This lowly concubine is willing to offer everything, only begging for the Holy Lord's mercy."

As she spoke, she slowly stood up, her long, flowing dress sliding down like water, revealing glimpses of her alluring figure beneath. In the moonlight, she resembled a blooming night rose, exuding an alluring fragrance.

Su Yao didn't move, simply watching her performance. Amina's actions were indeed somewhat unexpected, but he wouldn't readily believe her explanation—how could a woman who could gain a foothold in the Parthian harem be some simple, innocent white lotus?

However, Su Yao had no intention of simply chasing away this woman who had come to him.

Now that the great battle has been won and the Parthian king has been captured, everyone is watching his attitude. Anmoti's sending him a woman in the dead of night is both a show of loyalty and a test.

If he were to refuse so readily, it would only make these newly surrendered people uneasy.

Having been in a position of power for so long, Su Yao is no longer as ignorant about the art of managing subordinates as he once was.

In particular, barbarians are mostly afraid of power but do not cherish virtue; they only understand the most basic and easily understood things.

What is a king in their eyes?
That is to drink the strongest wine, sleep with the most beautiful women, ride the fastest warhorses, and conquer the most vast lands—this is the spirit a king should have, and only then can he gain the widest support and love.

Clearly, the Parthian Queen before him was indeed a rare beauty, far more adept at utilizing her feminine advantages than the more conventional women in his harem.

Thinking of this, Su Yao's lips curled into a meaningful smile. He stood up and slowly walked towards Amina.

“You certainly know how to seize opportunities.” Su Yao reached out and lifted her chin, his thumb gently stroking her smooth skin. “However, I don’t accept just anyone.”

Amina's breathing quickened noticeably, but she didn't back down. Instead, she tilted her head back slightly, allowing the moonlight to better outline the graceful line of her neck.

"This lowly concubine...this lowly concubine will prove her worth."

As soon as she finished speaking, the light gauze covering Amina's body slid off like flowing water, revealing her graceful figure that could drive countless men mad.

Under the moonlight, she was like a blooming night rose, exuding an alluring fragrance.
(End of this chapter)