He then coughed lightly, interrupting, "This matter will be handled as you have discussed. I will send people from the Ministry of Revenue to assist you."

Yuntang tactfully took his leave, leaving only Yongzheng and Lin Yun in the hall.

Yongzheng took her hand and gently stroked her wrist with his fingertips: "Did you sleep well last night?"

Lin Yun's ears turned slightly red, and she said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, I slept very well. Thank you for your concern."

Emperor Yongzheng's gaze was deep: "When I returned from court, I found that you had already left."

Lin Yun sensed the disappointment in his words, and her heart softened. She said softly, "I was afraid of disturbing Your Majesty, so I will go back first."

Yongzheng pulled her into his arms and whispered, "Come and keep me company again tonight."

Lin Yun's cheeks flushed, and she nodded gently.

———

Inside Changchun Palace, a palace maid whispered, "Little Li from the Imperial Kitchen is one of our men. He can act at any time, as long as Her Majesty gives the order."

After hearing the palace maid's report, a sinister glint flashed in the Empress's eyes. She smiled coldly and said, "No rush. Keep an eye on her daily life and find a suitable opportunity."

She had been in charge of the harem for several years, and the Imperial Kitchen was the only place she could manage; she had to make good use of it.

If it weren't for the fact that Lin's expenses were all handled through the Emperor's side, she wouldn't have taken such a big risk.

Thinking of this, she felt even more hatred; the Emperor had protected Lin Shi so well from the very beginning!

The more this is the case, the less she can allow Lin Yun to get pregnant. In this harem, there can only be one winner.

———

As night fell, Lin Yun stepped into the Hall of Mental Cultivation once again. In the candlelight, Yongzheng's figure appeared exceptionally tall.

He turned around, reached out his hand to her, his eyes full of tenderness.

Lin Yun slowly stepped forward and placed her hand in his palm.

At that moment, she realized that she was already deeply caught in this whirlpool of emotions and could not extricate herself.

The man before her was now the ruler of the world, and given his affection for her, she didn't want to remain uninvolved.

When he advances, she advances with him; when he retreats, she disappears from his sight.

Now that he dotes on her unconditionally, how can she back down?

Even if there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, she will brave them with him!