Chapter 110 If Line: If Yuanyuan Becomes a Concubine (1)

In the fifteenth year of Chengming, it was late spring.

The selection of concubines in the Eastern Palace was approaching, but a new empress suddenly appeared in the palace. Although her status was not yet determined, she had already moved into the western warm pavilion of the Qianqing Palace and seemed to be quite favored by the emperor.

It is said that this lady is also one of the registered beauties in this talent show.

The news quickly spread inside and outside the palace, causing quite a stir.

The current emperor is over thirty-two years old and has inherited the throne for fifteen years. He has had six harems until now, so why would he take a concubine at this critical juncture?

Is this hinting at something?

Yang Manyan, who was at the center of the storm, was leaning on the couch, staring out the window absent-mindedly.

In mid-spring, the breeze was gentle and soft, gently blowing the hair on her forehead, and gradually blowing her thoughts away.

Until now, she still feels that the experiences of the past few days are like a dream.

She is indeed a registered beauty in this talent show.

On the evening of the day when she entered the palace for selection, the late emperor's Empress Zhuangxian, Xu, summoned her and the eldest daughter of Duke Wei, Xu Miaohua, to go to Renshou Palace.

Afterwards, Madam Xu left her niece Xu Miaohua alone there to spend the night.

And she was deliberately misled by a young eunuch and went deep into the imperial garden, and...

At this moment, a strange, sharp and soft voice sounded, suddenly pulling her back to reality -

"I wonder if Your Majesty is satisfied with the layout of this palace? If there is anything you are not satisfied with, please tell me and I will order someone to change it."

The person who spoke was Chang Ying, the eunuch in charge of the Qianqing Palace. He had served the emperor for more than twenty years and was a person that even important officials from other courts had to show some respect when they met him.

But now he was bowing and saluting respectfully with a flattering and exaggerated smile on his face.

Yang Manyan looked embarrassed and waved his hands hastily, "No, I'm not dissatisfied with anything. Everything is fine..."

"Then I feel relieved." Chang Ying continued to look at the beautiful woman in front of him with a smile.

His Majesty has finally shown some worldly desires, so he must serve this queen well.

"Although His Majesty has not yet decided on your title, position and palace residence, I estimate that it will be soon. Your Majesty, don't worry. Just tell me if you need anything." Chang Ying said again earnestly.

Yang Manyan laughed dryly, a little stiffly, "There's really nothing missing. Manager Chang is very thoughtful."

She didn't dare to think about any titles or positions, she just hoped that her affairs would not implicate her family. After all, not only did she behave inappropriately in front of the emperor that night, she also completely offended the emperor...

After some more enquiries about each other's health, Chang Yingcai finally left the hall and turned to the southern study.

Behind the large golden nanmu desk, the emperor was wearing a black suit with dragon pattern, his hair tied up with a golden crown, and he looked dignified and majestic.

Chang Ying came forward to make him some fresh tea and said boldly, "Your Majesty, I just went to the West Warm Pavilion to see Madam Yang. She is indeed a first-class beauty."

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and the man's deep and tough face was suddenly covered with a bit of sinister air.

Chang Ying smiled flatteringly and said, "I wonder what position Your Majesty intends to give to Lady Yang? I can also arrange her food, clothing and other expenses."

"I have my own arrangements. It's not your turn to worry about it." The emperor's face was ashen and his tone was impatient.

Chang Ying was slightly startled, his heart skipped a beat, "Yes, yes, yes, Your Majesty, please forgive me, I was too talkative!"

He originally thought that His Majesty had made an exception and accepted a concubine, which meant that he had let go of the past, but now it seems that this is not the case at all...

"Get out." The emperor didn't even look at him, but was concentrating on reviewing the memorials with a red pen in his hand.

"Yes, I obey your order!" Chang Yingruo felt as if he had been pardoned and quickly retreated.

But just when he thought that his Majesty was going to treat Lady Yang in the West Warm Pavilion coldly, the Emperor unexpectedly ordered that she stay in the West Warm Pavilion tonight.

Upon learning that the emperor would visit tonight, Yang Manyan was so shocked that his eyes widened and his face was full of disbelief.

Thinking back to that night, she felt like crying but had no tears. She just wished she could dig a hole and hide herself in it.

If she had known that the other party was the current emperor, she would definitely not have pretended to faint and run away, and she would not have used all her strength to resist when he caught her...

But now it's useless to say anything, she can only comfort herself with "When the enemy comes, we will fight him with our soldiers; when the water comes, we will block it with earth."

As the sky gradually darkened, accompanied by the tinkling sound of a Western clock, a group of palace servants filed in, each performing their duties and serving Yang Manyan in an orderly manner to bathe and change clothes.

After finishing washing up, it was already the end of the Xu hour.

Most of the lights in the hall were off, and a bright moon was hanging high outside the lattice window. Yang Manyan sat obediently on the edge of the bed, waiting, feeling anxious and nervous.

But in a blink of an eye, more than half an hour had passed and the emperor had not yet arrived. Sleepiness rose up like a tide and she couldn't help yawning.

Before she knew it, she dozed off leaning against the bed rail.

At the same time, in the East Warm Pavilion of the Qianqing Palace.

On the rosewood couch near the window, a father and his son sat opposite each other playing chess. The room was silent for a moment, and no one spoke.

Outside the crystal bead curtain, Chang Ying stretched his neck to look inside from time to time, extremely anxious.

It’s almost midnight, why hasn’t His Royal Highness the Crown Prince returned to the Eastern Palace yet?

A night of spring is worth a thousand gold, but Your Majesty, why don't you pay more attention? Isn't the beauty over there in the west warm pavilion much more interesting than playing chess?

Just when Chang Ying was about to find an excuse to interrupt the game, he heard a clear and gentle male voice from behind the beaded curtain, "Father, you lost."

The emperor frowned and was slightly stunned. He was indeed distracted just now.

Xiao Yan knew that he had only narrowly won, and there was no trace of emotion on his face.

After a moment's silence, the emperor suddenly said, "Zi'an, I intend to make Yang, the Crown Princess originally chosen for you, my wife my concubine. Let's change the Crown Princess."

His tone was flat, as if he was just saying it casually.