Having been involved in power struggles with court officials in the previous dynasty, she was naturally aware of Roujun's provocative intentions. However, men, in their quest for favor, often harbor petty schemes. As long as it wasn't a major issue and as long as Roujun remained obedient, she wouldn't consider it a significant matter. On the contrary, Consort Lin was indeed becoming somewhat annoying to her.

She was tall and slender, and walked up to Consort Lin with a touch of majesty. Her face, which bore a resemblance to the eldest princess, revealed a mocking smile as she said indifferently, "He is not my husband either. The only one who is qualified to be called my husband is A-Luan's father."

The Empress's phoenix princes are all recorded in history books.

She could dote on a beauty who came from a palace maid background, but she would never let the name of a palace maid appear in the history books of the phoenix lord who appeared in the history books.

Otherwise, wouldn't we be infamous for eternity?

Lin Guijun, trembling uncontrollably, felt the Empress approach him. Upon hearing this, his face turned deathly pale. He never imagined that in the Empress's heart, he was less important than the deceased Feng Jun.

But why did she spoil him so much that it infuriated Feng Jun?

He didn't understand.

However, Lin Guijun's only regret was that she forgot her usual gentleness and thought of imitating Fengjun's style to advise the Empress.

But he really didn't know!

If he had known the Empress hated his advice so much, he wouldn't have come here looking for trouble if he had just killed him, right?

But things were beyond repair. The Empress's cold words were heartless and cruel, making Lin Guijun realize that the love and companionship of the past ten years were all a lie. With just one word from the Emperor, everything was overturned, and her favored status seemed like a dream.

He moved his lips, and tears immediately streamed down his face. Before he could say anything to apologize, he heard hurried footsteps coming from outside the cold palace. The sound was so joyful that it made the dark palace room brighten up.

The palace gates were pushed open, and a woman with a stunningly beautiful face, as radiant as peach blossoms in April, hurried in, dressed in magnificent robes.

That slight smile illuminated the sky.

Even Lin Guijun's eyes hurt from the dazzling radiance.

"Look at your manners! You dare to come in without my permission!" The Empress's voice, though seemingly a reprimand, carried a hint of indulgence.

She clearly really likes Luan Wang.

Who wouldn't love a princess who's both useless and beautiful?

Only by pampering them like this will they pose no threat.

"It's extremely urgent, we can't wait!" Shen Wangshu rushed in, only to find the palace in complete disarray. Lin Guijun, seemingly subdued by the Empress, cowered on the ground, completely unrecognizable. As if she couldn't see anything, Shen Wangshu rushed to the Empress's side, her alluring eyes filled with flattery. She said with a grin, "Your Majesty, I'm going crazy with longing for our marriage! You know how outstanding Ah Xuan is, I can't compare. Although I know Ah Xuan's love for me is unwavering, if we don't get married soon, he'll be coveted by others, and I'm very worried!"

No matter which world Shen Wangshu is from, he is never short of rivals in love.

Ah Xuan radiated brilliance, attracting the attention of countless women.

Although he had never made her suffer any injustice in this regard, Shen Wangshu still felt very anxious.

The concubine's goddess is a thief, and the cunning prince is adorable.

"Nonsense!" The Empress was utterly exasperated to see Shen Wangshu calling her "Ah Xuan" again after only a few days.

She genuinely didn't like Ah Xuan being her son-in-law.

That thing... it's so ugly!

Standing next to the stunningly beautiful Prince Luan, who captivated the capital... even the Empress felt that her talent had been wasted.

"Didn't we agree on a six-month period?"

"I can't even wait half a day. Don't worry, I won't change my mind, just grant the marriage right away!"

In all of history, only the Prince Luan has ever been so eager to force a palace coup just to get married.

They have absolutely no ambition.

The Empress almost sighed. She looked helplessly at her most beautiful daughter, whose eyes were full of joy and happiness, and couldn't help but soften her heart.

Although she didn't care much about Feng Jun's death, after all, the man had a rather strong temper. Since he was Feng Jun, he should have been prepared for a harem of three thousand concubines, and he should have been magnanimous. To be so depressed and driven to death by her infatuation with a single beauty—his heart was too petty. She had nothing more to say about Feng Jun, but she felt quite sorry for herself, the princess who had lost her father in infancy.

Being born without a father is always a flaw, which is why the Empress usually dotes on her more.

Seeing Shen Wangshu looking at her with expectant eyes, the Empress felt even more helpless.

"You like him that much?" She couldn't understand what was so great about Fang Xuan.

As a general, the Empress admired Fang Xuan's bravery and loyalty, but as a man... sorry, the Empress really didn't see what was so good about Fang Xuan.

Shen Wangshu's eyes sparkled as he nodded vigorously, then, like a spoiled child, tugged at the Empress's hem and pleaded, "You've granted my request, you've granted my request..."

"What's with all this fuss?" The Empress was actually quite pleased.

The eldest and second princesses would act like mice before a cat whenever they saw her, walking on tiptoe. They were respectful, but not at all like mother and daughters.

Although the Empress taught her daughters the proper etiquette of ruler and subject, mother and daughter, and was satisfied with the discipline and fear shown by her two older daughters, she always felt that something was missing.

Family ties.

Having developed fear, the empress naturally sought some solace.

Although the Prince of Luan was unruly and undisciplined, his intimacy with his mother still moved the Empress to tears.

"Mother..." Shen Wangshu said coquettishly, her voice alternating between seven or eight different tones.

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