Sure enough, he held the phonograph in his hand and brought it to his ear.

A clear conversation quietly entered my ears.

Is this the legacy of the former king?

Empty forgetting?

Knowing exactly what she had heard, Mi Shan's cold pupils suddenly contracted, and a hint of surprise appeared on her face.

Unexpectedly, the Empress Dowager, the Sixth Prince, and Prime Minister Xia were plotting a rebellion!

Kong Wang of Yunyin Temple may seem ordinary, but he is a descendant of the Empress Dowager and the late King, enough to threaten the current Emperor's position.

It is unknown whether Li Shengyuan knew about all this; he was probably kept in the dark, otherwise he wouldn't have remained so calm.

After dismissing Xu Ninghai, he continued to sit and read through memorials as if nothing had happened.

"My eyes are getting blurry from looking at this. Shan'er, come in and press my head down. My head hurts."

Li Shengyuan shouted.

"Yes. Your Majesty, I'll be right there."

Mi Shan suppressed her shock, glanced at the crow that had flown away, and turned the phonograph in her palm, which was only meant for one-time use and would be ruined after playing the sound, into powder and scattered it into the grass.

Lifting her skirt, she walked gracefully towards the imperial study.

She pushed open the door and entered, coming behind the emperor. Her soft, delicate hand gently pressed his temple.

"My beloved concubine, harder, harder! Ah, so good, so very good."

I could smell the faint, cool fragrance emanating from Mi Shan's sleeves.

Furthermore, with this gentle, slow-pressing assistance,

Li Shengyuan felt as if he were floating on air, and all his fatigue vanished.

Outside the door, Murong Wan, as usual, learned that the lights in the Imperial Study were still on late at night, so she ordered the Imperial Kitchen to cook ginseng and chicken soup and bring it to the Emperor to nourish his body.

Hearing the noise coming from inside, she was immediately stunned, and jealousy flashed across her unremarkable face.

“Noble Lady Murong, Consort Mi Hui is inside. Would you like to leave this ginseng soup here and I will bring it in for you?” Xu Ninghai said.

"Please trouble Eunuch Xu to inform His Majesty that I wish to personally serve it to him." Murong Wan suppressed her breath and smiled gently.

At this moment, the Emperor had already heard their conversation.

Xu Ninghai made a perfunctory announcement, and the emperor said, "Come in."

Murong Wan took a deep breath, bracing herself for a steamy scene, but to her surprise, she saw two people dressed in full regalia.

Mi Shan simply stood respectfully behind the emperor, massaging his temples.

Contrary to her expectations, her cheeks flushed instantly.

"Wanwan, put down the ginseng soup. Bring your pipa and play a tune for me."

After Li Shengyuan finished speaking, he looked at Mi Shan and said, "What does Shan'er want to hear? You can give her your opinion."

After saying that,

Mi Shan clearly saw the fleeting displeasure on Murong Wan's face, and calmly said, "Anything is fine, it depends on what music His Majesty wishes to hear."

"Anything is fine? Then why don't you, Consort Murong, play a tune for Consort Mi Hui?"

Li Shengyuan laughed loudly.

Mi Shan and Murong Wan exchanged a glance, their smiles freezing slightly.

That joke is so lame.

"Your Majesty, you're teasing me again. There's no song in this world that can be called 'anything goes'."

Finally, Murong Wan, holding a pipa, played a piece called "Spring River Flower Moon Night".

The emperor listened with rapt attention, and even tapped his bowl with his chopsticks as if in chorus.

In a moment of inspiration, he even had Murong Wan sing a song.

The melodious singing of Yingying transcended the palace gates and traveled far and wide, accompanied by the sound of the pipa, drifting into the nearby palaces.

Cining Palace.

When Prime Minister Xia and the Sixth Prince came out of the palace and heard the faint sound, they shook their heads repeatedly and snorted coldly.

"A mediocre king is a hopeless case!"

"Late at night in the imperial study, instead of attending to state affairs, he only listens to these vulgar and unrefined Wu dialect phrases!"

"Such a playboy, the great Yue kingdom must not be ruined in the hands of such a person!"

Upon hearing this, Li Huaiyan remained silent and solemn: "Prime Minister Xia is right. I will personally lead men to infiltrate the prison and rescue Kong Wang."

"You should also hurry back and send someone to find the whereabouts of the abbot of Tongji University. If we have anything urgent to discuss, we can contact each other by carrier pigeon."

Inside the Imperial Study.

After listening to the music for half an hour, the emperor finally felt tired, waved his hand, and told Mi Shan to go back first.

Murong Wan was kept in the Imperial Study to serve the Emperor.

It is said that this is not the first time the emperor has done this. Recently, he has been very fond of Murong Wan. During the day, he summons Murong Wan to make tea, and at night he plays music and sings songs. When he is in the mood, he keeps her to serve him in bed.

Through her observations of the people in the harem over this period of time, Mi Shan recognized that Murong Wan was an extremely meticulous person who was also good at patience and knew how to manipulate the emperor's heart.

It is understandable that the emperor would favor her.

On the way back to Yufu Palace.

As Mi Shan sat in the sedan chair, the conversation between the Empress Dowager and the two old ministers kept replaying in her mind.

After much deliberation, he suddenly spoke:

"Xun'er, change direction and head to Yuqing Palace."

"Your Highness is going to see Consort Yu? It's so late."

"Okay, let's go now."

"Here you are."

The sedan chair traveled for about half an incense stick's time before arriving at the entrance of Yuqing Palace.

She stepped out of the sedan chair and into the courtyard. Without needing to announce her arrival, she saw Bai Lingyu barefoot on the rattan swing frame on the waterside pavilion under the moonlight, her white dress fluttering in the wind.

"You've arrived."

Seeing her come in, Bai Lingyu didn't seem surprised. She stood up from the swing set, her long silver-white hair shining brightly and otherworldly.

It made her pale skin appear almost transparent.

My whole being felt as if it were about to turn into a snowflake and fly away.

Mi Shan, dressed in pink, quietly stepped across a bridge and walked towards her.

There's no denying that the fox demon's appearance is indeed extremely beautiful; she perfectly embodies the fox's lightness and agility, and the demon's allure.

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