The morning court session was from 5 a.m. to 7 a.m. After getting up, Mo Yan put on the Empress's court dress and went straight to the court.

The late emperor said that the Crown Princess is virtuous and capable enough to enter the court.

So this wasn't Mo Yan's first time attending court, though she was trying to make it her last. She got up at five o'clock, really...

The moment the Empress appeared, all the civil and military officials were stunned. The last time the Empress came here was when she was the Crown Princess, and she single-handedly defeated all the officials, leaving them completely convinced.

Now that the Empress is here... they trembled inexplicably. They hadn't done anything wrong, so why were they a little scared?

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Empress."

"Please rise, Your Majesty. Please sit beside me."

Yuan Ling's gaze was gentle, which everyone saw as a sign of the Emperor and Empress being of one heart.

"Your Majesty, I have come to ask you to choose a date so that the imperial concubine selection can begin in earnest."

The triennial general election should begin soon.

Officials: "!!!"

The Empress actually asked the Emperor to hold a selection of concubines? Isn't it said that the Empress was jealous and therefore forbade the Emperor to enter the harem?

Yuan Ling: "..." Mo Yan really put him directly on the fire to roast, is she not giving him any room for repentance? "Granted, Empress, come and sit next to me."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. However, I am a little tired from getting up early, so I will go back to rest first. The morning court session starts too early, and it will take another hour to get up, which means all my time will be spent in the middle of the night."

No wonder all these adults have dark circles under their eyes; they've all been working so hard.

Officials: "..."

That's not the case. They arrive at the court at five in the morning. Those who live nearby get up at four, and those who live further away get up at three. What's the difference between that and not sleeping at all?

"What does the Empress think we should do?"

"I don't know about that, Your Majesty. I'll take my leave."

Yuan Ling: "..."

The officials were speechless. They also wanted to go back to sleep.

Mo Yan returned to the palace and continued to sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already past nine o'clock, and the nanny next to me came over.

"Your Majesty, all the ladies of the harem have come to pay their respects."

Mo Yan nodded lightly, tidied herself up casually, and then went out.

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Empress."

Mo Yan nodded lightly, "Please sit down. I would have come to find you even if you hadn't come. Starting today, your appointments to serve the Emperor will be arranged. The Imperial Household Department has already prepared the plaques for you. The Emperor will choose tonight. Go back and get ready."

From now on, they will only come to pay their respects on the first and fifteenth of each month, after 7:00 AM. They don't need to come too early; they should have breakfast in their own palace before coming.

"Each of you concubines, prepare a bill for me to see. If you manage it well, the job of assisting in the management of the harem will be yours."

Mo Yan gave them a big cake and then painted an even bigger pie in the sky, making them all incredibly excited, as if they had been injected with adrenaline.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the Empress. May Your Majesty enjoy boundless blessings and peace."

They wished they had wings so they could run back and dress up beautifully to wait for the emperor.

Five years have passed. They've been here for five years. Finally, they can eat pig's trotters—no, I mean, serve the Emperor?

"Go ahead, everyone."

They went happily, and Yuan Ling was forced to speak up, saying that the talent show would be held in three months.

The imperial court and the inner palace were filled with jubilation.

Except for... Yuan Feng.

Mo Yan decided to go farming, and she found a secluded spot in the cold palace and dragged Yuan Feng there to farm.

"You say studying is too tiring, then let's farm. You say you don't want to be the crown prince, but you don't know anything, so let's farm."

Author's note: There's no update today. Do you guys want to check out Di Yin? They've already crossed two dimensions?

Title: Quick Transmigration: The Boss Strives to Be the Villain Every Day

The first dimension previously consulted the invisible person in your home.

The second dimension is that of the general's divorced wife.

Emperor Yin's War Soul Melody is a war to stop war, and he attacks right from the start.