"Where has your Majesty been these past few days? Has he been favoring concubines from other palaces? Why, why, has your Majesty not set foot in Yonghe Palace for several days?"

In Yonghe Palace, the beauties in gorgeous clothes could not keep calm.

In the imperial palace, the women live to compete for the emperor's favor.

The emperor's favor represents too much: power, status, and offspring.

Lu Chunxi saw clearly how hard life was for the concubines who had fallen out of favor in the palace.

She would never allow herself to fall into such an embarrassing situation. She could only grasp the emperor's favor at all times and hold it tightly in her hands.

What she wanted was definitely not just the title of favorite concubine. She entered the palace to become the queen, the legal wife, not to be a concubine.

The favorite concubine in her gorgeous palace dress, with her nail polish-coated hands, caressed her well-maintained face.

The beauty is still here, but the love has ended. She is talented, virtuous and beautiful.

Where on earth did this vixen come from? How dare she seduce His Majesty right under her nose?

She skinned the vixen alive.

The bright face was drowned by the ugly face of jealousy.

The lonely woman in the deep palace waved her hand and called over her close confidant, whispering a few words to her.

After receiving the order, the young eunuch sneaked to the Hall of Mental Cultivation on the west side of the Palace of Heavenly Purity.

Since the current emperor came to power, he has dealt with the brothers and ministers who hindered his ascension to the throne with swift and decisive measures.

Emperor Chengming was resourceful, intelligent, and politically gifted.

Emperors with great talent and strategy are always autocratic and have a strong desire for control.

In other words, the Hall of Mental Cultivation, where the emperor handled daily government affairs and rested, was almost an ironclad palace.

Emperor Chengming was often not in the palace during the day, and no news of his whereabouts was leaked to the outside world except by the palace maids serving in the Yangxin Palace.

The young eunuch who went out of Yonghe Palace to secretly inquire about the emperor's whereabouts naturally could not find out the information that Lu Chunxi had guessed.

"You said that apart from court meetings, you stayed in the Yangxin Palace every day to handle official business and never left the palace."

"The snacks and fruits I sent yesterday were returned intact by the servants at the Yangxin Palace."

Concubine Xi, who used to love reclining on the beauty couch, probably couldn't sit still anymore and kept walking back and forth.

His Majesty had not set foot in the harem for several days, and she originally thought that the female official who served His Majesty in the Hall of Mental Cultivation had been favored.

The vixen has seduced His Majesty so much that he has forgotten about himself in the harem.

Who would have thought that when someone was sent to inquire, it turned out that Emperor Chengming had not favored anyone in the palace in recent days.

Upon hearing the news, Concubine Xi, who had let go of the handkerchief in her hand, immediately felt relieved.

Your Majesty would rather bury himself beside the desk in the Hall of Mental Cultivation than step into the harem.

The harem is full of old people. Concubine Xi recalled that she had been in the palace for nearly two years.

Most men are unfaithful, and an emperor with three thousand beauties is even more so.

If you are tired of the old ones, find some new ones for Your Majesty.

Concubine Xi, with her handkerchief wrinkled, made up her mind.

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The play was played out perfectly, with Emperor Chengming indulging in being a wild man serving his lady and following her orders.

If his wife points east, he won't go west; if his wife beats the dog, he won't chase the chicken.

The straight back can be bent at will.

When his wife was angry, he served her with sweet words and tender care. When his wife was happy, he served her with a smile on his face.

Their status is even lower than that of older men in mountain villages who are afraid of their wives, but men are happy with it and enjoy it.

"Didn't you say you had something to do at home today? Why are you dawdling so long? It's already past noon and you're still waiting for lunch."

The woman beside the couch said this and without a word broke free from the man's arm that was straddling her waist.

The arms were thick and strong, like two thick snakes. Once they were wrapped around him, Lu Chunyu couldn't pry them off even if he had the whole day to do it.

Look, my back just left the hard, solid embrace.

The man who held her in his arms immediately refused.

The lady had just left for a few minutes when she was gently dragged back by the big hands in front of her that could not be pried apart.

My back was once again pressed against someone's hot chest.

Clingy!

A man who is never satisfied deserves the title of a reincarnated clingy person.

He tightened his long arms in front of him, holding the person tightly in his arms.

He buried his head in the lady's neck, rubbing his nose against hers like a cat sniffing mint.

Every breath he took was filled with the lady's unique rich fragrance, which made the man more and more addicted.

Forget about the mountains of memorials in the palace and wait for him to deal with them when he returns.

Men have never understood what it means to be a king and yet allow yourself to indulge in the pleasures of pleasure.

Completely ignoring the burden on his shoulders, he now understands a little.

If it were a woman like his wife, he would be willing to give everything for her.

Of course, the man knew better than anyone that his wife's beauty was rare.

Apart from the emperor who has firmly established his power, only the top power in the world can protect the loved ones to live a stable and comfortable life.

Life is not easy, and Emperor Chengming procrastinates and wants to be closer to his wife for a while longer, so he goes out to perform.

“Bang!”

Push away the sticky face of someone behind you.

There was a huge difference in strength, and no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't push it open.

Being sucked and stuck, Lu Chunyu, who was furious, narrowed his eyes and tilted his head, raised his arm, and hit the person's head with ease.

Judging from the proficiency, it was obviously not the first time.

After beating the man, Lu Chunyu's palms were burning and painful, and he sniffed aggrievedly.

The rough man has bones of iron and steel.

I reminded myself more than once that when beating someone, don't forget to use a whip. If that doesn't work, a tree stick will do.

The problem is that men are too clingy, following you around too closely, and you don't have time to grab the right thing.

Whenever Lu Chunyu turned around, it was effortless for her to see tall and strong men everywhere she looked.

Its presence is so strong that it is impossible to ignore it even if you want to.

She took a step and the man followed. Lu Chunyu, who was in a trance because of the stickiness, often had illusions.

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