Becoming a Cannon Fodder Palace Consort, Sweetly Tempting Him to Rise

Palace intrigue, push-and-pull, seduction for ascension, falling deeper step-by-step, exclusive favor in later stages. Aware of one's own love, high-ranking person bows for love.

Pei Ting...

Chapter 172 Have You Thought of Me?

Chapter 172 Have You Thought of Me?

"Our Fourth Prince spent the night in the front hall last night. It is said that he cried all night long. He started crying as soon as he was put down. The Imperial Concubine had no choice but to hold the Fourth Prince and stroll around the hall all night."

"Until dawn, the imperial physician said that the Empress was about to wake up. In order for the Empress to see the Fourth Prince as soon as she opened her eyes, the Imperial Concubine hurriedly brought the Fourth Prince back."

Who would have thought that the Fourth Prince would stop crying once he was placed next to the Empress? The Imperial Concubine was furious and after gnashing her teeth for a while, she returned to the front hall to catch up on some sleep.

Pei Tingyue laughed and shook his head as he looked at the fair and tender little person.

"After messing with this one, he goes to mess with that one, you devil!"

Xiao Si knew nothing about the outside world and continued to smack his lips.

After saying this, Yun Shu laughed again, "Last night, the Emperor said that he would promote the Empress to the rank of Virtuous Consort. I believe that the decree has been issued now that the Empress is feeling better."

Pei Tingyue nodded calmly.

Before giving birth, she had a premonition that she would be promoted.

Unexpectedly, Yun Shu said the next moment, "Not only that, the Emperor also said that he wants to give the Empress a title!"

Pei Tingyue was a little surprised: "Title?"

No one in the harem has a title yet.

Is this the first case the emperor has set for her?

"Yes." Yun Shu nodded heavily. "The Emperor said that he will be conducting a southern tour in early May. If the Empress wants to hold the enthronement ceremony, time is very tight. We will hold the enthronement ceremony for the Empress when he returns and give her a good title."

A smile flashed across Pei Tingyue's eyes.

OK.

After going through the gates of hell, such a high reward is just right for her!

It just so happened that she felt that the position of Concubine De was a bit awkward.

If she were older, the rank of Defei would be just right. But now she is only eighteen years old, and Defei calls her old.

She was looking forward to what the title would be.

Zhao? Shu? bright?

These are all good intentions.

Pei Tingyue made a few random guesses and stopped thinking about it. She knew that the emperor would eventually choose a good one for her.

"Help me up."

This "get up" does not mean getting down from the ground, but rather half-sitting, leaning on the couch.

Yun Shu quickly placed two soft pillows behind her waist to make her more comfortable.

After Pei Tingyue sat down, she picked up Xiao Si and was surprised. "Why is it so heavy?"

Yun Shu covered her mouth and laughed, "Your Highness the Fourth Prince weighs a full eight pounds and two ounces. I was shocked when I held him."

Pei Tingyue looked at Xiao Si and sighed, "No wonder she had a difficult birth."

She was lucky enough to survive.

This one child is enough.

From now on, if she wants to have sex with the emperor, she has to find a way to prevent pregnancy.

Just as I was thinking about it, Concubine Song came in with a sullen look on her face. Upon closer inspection, I saw deep dark marks under her eyes.

She came in while rubbing her brows, "I couldn't sleep because I was worried about you!"

Pei Tingyue smiled and said, "It's my fault!"

Concubine Song stood beside the couch and first touched her body. She was relieved when she saw that she was fine.

She said angrily: "It was you before, and now it's him. You two cried all night long. You mother and son are really here to bring disaster to this palace!"

Pei Tingyue was stunned for a moment.

Is she crying?

It took her a while to realize that it was referring to the previous owner.

But Pei Tingyue did not refute, the smile on her lips became even wider, "Your Majesty loves me and my son, so she is willing to spoil me!"

Concubine Song snorted, talked to her for a while, and then walked out yawning: "No, I can't hold on any longer, I'm going to catch up on some sleep."

But I saw Xie Chen standing quietly at the door of the bedroom, and I don’t know how long he has been there.

Concubine Song bowed roughly and went back to the front hall to catch up on her sleep.

Pei Tingyue looked at him and her breathing became a little lighter.

She bit her lip and was unable to speak.

Xie Chen stood there, his eyes filled with unrecognizable emotions. After a while, he walked over and sat beside the couch.

"Does it still hurt?"

Pei Tingyue leaned on him and shook her head silently.

Xie Chen asked again, "Can I feed you?"

Pei Tingyue touched her stomach and said, "I am indeed a little hungry."

Xie Chen's brows softened. "You must be hungry after such a long time. I'll ask the imperial kitchen to make a bowl of shredded chicken porridge."

The kitchen prepared it quickly. Xie Chen held it in his hands and fed her spoonful by spoonful, asking casually, "What were you talking about with the imperial concubine just now? What about crying or not?"

Pei Tingyue looked at him and whispered, "I used to love the emperor very much, but he never summoned me or saw me. I was very sad and cried every night. The imperial concubine was very annoyed."

Xie Chen looked straight into her sparkling eyes.

The two looked at each other for a long time.

Just when Pei Tingyue thought he was going to lean over and kiss her, Xie Chen moved. He lowered his head to cool the hot porridge, and then handed it to Pei Tingyue's lips.

Pei Tingyue frowned slightly, then calmed down and drank it as usual.

*

For three or four days in a row.

After Xie Chen left the court, he went straight to the rear hall of Changle Palace.

He occupied the east room, which was originally used as a small study, and reviewed memorials here, going to the bedroom every once in a while.

At night, Xiao Si was placed on the sandalwood rocking couch next to him, and he fell asleep in his arms while hugging Pei Tingyue.

He spoke in a very gentle tone, was very caring towards her, and loved her to an outrageous degree, agreeing to almost everything she said.

Pei Tingyue felt something was wrong.

She always felt that these intimacy and sweetness were fake.

It was as if something was standing between her and the emperor.

And this obstacle was not caused by her, but by the emperor.

At first, Pei Tingyue just thought that he had a trauma or barrier in his heart after seeing the blood in the delivery room and her condition when giving birth.

She was still sneering in her heart.

Men are like this. They will feel disgusted in their hearts if there is even a little imperfection. What’s more, this man is the emperor, so he pursues perfection even more.

She felt a surge of regret. She should have kicked the emperor out of the delivery room even if she had to. It was no use regretting it now.

Pei Tingyue was worried about what to do, but the emperor's meticulous care in the next few days made her feel strange.

If the emperor really disliked her, why would he act like this?

Therefore, Pei Tingyue overturned this conclusion and carefully observed the emperor's expression and behavior.

After a few days, she finally saw something.

The emperor seemed to be suppressing something, as if something was about to explode, but now these things were hidden under his gentle face and had not yet revealed their fangs.

That evening, Pei Tingyue washed herself and waited for him on the couch. When she saw him coming, she hooked his belt and leaned over to kiss him.

Xie Chen looked at her for a while, then lifted the quilt and lay down. "It's getting late, go to bed."

Pei Tingyue stood there stiffly for a moment, then leaned over to kiss him.

This time he actually dodged it, and Pei Tingyue kissed him on the chin.

Xie Chen lowered his eyes and said, "Go to sleep."

Pei Tingyue sat for a while, then called out, "Yunshu, carry Yuzhou to the front hall and let the Imperial Concubine take care of him overnight."

Noticing that the atmosphere in the hall was not right, Yun Shu didn't ask anything, just picked up Xiao Si and left.

There was no one in the hall, so Pei Tingyue lost her temper. She threw the quilt under the couch and kissed him again.

This time Xie Chen didn't hide, but half sat up.

Pei Tingyue's eyes were filled with tears: "Does the emperor dislike me?"

Xie Chen stood up to leave.

Pei Tingyue hugged his waist and sobbed, "I survived a near-death experience and gave birth to a child for Your Majesty, and this is how Your Majesty treats me?"

"What about you?" Xie Chen turned around and looked down at her. "Pei Tingyue, how did you treat me?"

For several days, the thing he had suppressed under his skin and flesh finally broke out, revealing his fangs.

But these fangs will not make people feel afraid, just because... just because this is a sentence with a strong crying tone,

"Pei Tingyue, when you chose the path of death, did you ever think of me?"