Consort Shen looked at Long Jingchen and quickly led her room full of palace servants to bow: "Your Majesty, I greet you."

"Hmm." Long Jingchen nodded slightly and walked directly to his desk, picking up the book "Six Secret Teachings" that he had been reading yesterday.

Sensing her oppressive aura, Consort Shen bit her lip. She thought about the scenario she had imagined during the day, but now she didn't dare to go forward.

Yang Qi watched her hesitate as she looked at Long Jingchen, silently praying: Please don't come any closer.

The woman pacing back and forth outside Changchun Palace couldn't help but grin and grin at the light shining in Consort Shen's bedroom.

They just couldn't understand why the Emperor only took a fancy to Consort Shen, even though they were clearly prettier and had better figures than her.

The other day, when the Emperor was in Mingyue Palace, they were jealous, but they also felt somewhat comforted, after all, Sang Jiang was a princess.

Who does this Consort Shen think she is? What makes her so special?

Jingren Palace.

The Empress looked at Lin Mama and asked softly, "Mama, is His Majesty in Mingyue Palace or Changchun Palace today?"

Lin Mama looked at the Empress and said softly, "Your Majesty, the Emperor went to Changchun Palace today."

"When did you go?" The Emperor paused, his hand still holding the pearl hairpin.

The Emperor hadn't visited the inner palace in a long time, but when he did, he stayed overnight.

Moreover, the emperor has never set foot in Jingren Palace since that incident.

Lin Mama: "His Majesty went there after dinner."

The Empress frowned slightly upon hearing Lin Mama's words: "After dinner? Why didn't you go to Mingyue Palace?"

If she wasn't mistaken, the Emperor liked Sang Jiang, so why would he not go to her place and instead keep running to Changchun Palace?

She looked at Granny Lin and asked, "Did you two have a fight?"

Granny Lin shook her head: "This servant does not know."

The Empress frowned and thought for a moment before looking at Lin Mama and saying, "Send someone to take a look. Keep an eye on both palaces."

Lin Mama nodded: "This servant will go right away."

...

Changchun Palace.

After hesitating for a while, Consort Shen gritted her teeth and picked up the kettle next to her.

As soon as she approached Long Jingchen, he put down the book in his hand and looked up at her.

When Consort Shen met his cold gaze, she was so startled that she almost dropped the kettle in her hand.

She bit her lip, suppressing her panic, and walked to Long Jingchen to pour him a cup of tea. The words she had painstakingly prepared were reduced to just a few: "Your Majesty, please have some tea."

Long Jingchen nodded and continued reading the book in his hands.

Consort Shen: ...

Yuanyuan kept giving her meaningful glances, seeing her pathetic state, and she wished she could do it for her.

Yang Qi understood from the interaction between the master and servant that they were courting death.

He silently lowered his head, pretending to be dead, and stopped watching their actions.

Fifteen minutes passed, but he still didn't hear any sound.

He quietly raised his head and glanced at her, only to see that Consort Shen was still holding the kettle, without making any other movement.

Yang Qi: ...

This Consort Shen is such a coward.

If it were any other concubine, she probably would have pounced on her long ago.

He tugged at the whisk in his hand, looked at Consort Shen, and said softly, "Your Majesty?"

His words not only brought Consort Shen back to her senses, but also made Long Jingchen raise his head.

He frowned at Consort Shen and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Consort Shen shook her head subconsciously: "I'm fine."

"Okay, then you can go back now." After saying that, he waved his hand and picked up the cup next to him to take a sip of tea.

Consort Shen nodded: "Yes."

She had just turned around...