As long as she doesn't betray me in the future, I will naturally not treat her unfairly.

After the dance ended, Cui Yong'er calmed down a little, then slowly walked towards Zhao Yuancheng with lotus steps, and her voice was as lively as a lark.

"I pay my respects to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor, and a thousand years live the Imperial Concubine."

Zhao Yuancheng was in a good mood. He raised his hand to indicate that he didn't need to bow. He smiled and said, "This 'Dancing Lotus' was created by Taizu Yuanhou. After several dynasties, some of the dance steps have long been lost. How did you learn it?"

Cui Yong'er said calmly, "I have loved the long-sleeved dance since I was young. When I was in the palace, I happened to see a painting of Empress Taizu Yuan dancing by a painter from the Danqingfang. I adapted it. This action is truly offensive to Empress Taizu Yuan. I beg Your Majesty to forgive me."

Zhao Yuancheng smiled slowly, "'Dancing Lotus' has long been lost. It's surprising that you can restore it so well. What crime have you committed? Stand up."

Seeing that the emperor had no intention of blaming her, Cui Yong'er breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhao Yuancheng continued, "You have been in the palace for quite some time. You are not among the six concubines who were conferred titles this time. Today is Qixi Festival, and the flowers are in full bloom. You will be promoted to the position of Concubine, as for the title."

The emperor paused, then smiled again and said, "Lian, how is it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's faces were filled with jealousy. Fu Qianyu smiled nonchalantly, "Out of the mud, untainted; washed by the clear water, yet not coquettish. Sister Cui's dance is like a lotus transformed into a human. It is truly exquisite. Concubine Lian, why don't you quickly thank the emperor for his grace."

Concubine Lian's eyes were filled with joy as she knelt again: "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty."

"Get up."